After Losing the Succession Battle

The succession battle ended in defeat, and the protagonist lost almost everything.

Her dreams, her beliefs, her goals.

Life was so cruel. It took everything from her and left her with the most useless thing of all:

Money.

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What good was money?

She was depressed, resentful, and restless.

Her mother had had enough: Find something to do with yourself.

Protagonist: All you know how to do is date eighteen-year-old male models. You don't understand me at all.

Mother: Why don't you date someone too? I remember you used to like some celebrity when you were little. You cried and begged to marry him, didn't you?

Protagonist: You don't understand me.

Protagonist: He was an F1 driver.

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The protagonist found her idol and asked if she could get him to date her with money.

Idol: I don't need money, and I already have a partner.

The protagonist tried another angle: Is there a dream of yours that money could make come true?

Idol: ...Actually, yes.

Idol: You know I didn't continue studying because I started driving. I only got a bachelor's degree.

Protagonist: Got it. I'll go donate a building to Harvard.

Idol: ...No, no. I mean, there isn't an F1 team...

Protagonist: Got it. I'll buy a team.

Idol: Let me finish.

Idol: My dream is to do academic research with a team.

Protagonist: …

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After two years and countless piles of cash, the protagonist bought Lotus Supercars, brought it back from the dead, and got it into F1.

Then she hired her idol as CTO, the chief technology officer.

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The Lotus team had two drivers.

Driver No. 1 was eighteen, British, handsome, with a full head of hair. Obviously gay at a glance.

Driver No. 2 was thirty-eight, Dutch, hot-tempered, and dressed terribly. Obviously straight at a glance.

The protagonist quietly told the straight guy: Make sure you don't discriminate against Driver No. 1. He's young and just starting out, so look out for him.

The straight guy laughed heartily: Don't worry, I'm gay.

Protagonist: ...?

The protagonist complained to her idol: Oh my god, the straight guy is gay! No wonder after all those years driving, the only paddock rumor about you was with him...

Her idol smiled gently: Because he really was the only one.

Protagonist: ...

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In the middle of the night, the eighteen-year-old knocked on the protagonist's door.

She let him in wearing a bathrobe.

Eighteen-year-old: ? Aren't you afraid I'll try something with you?

Protagonist: Aren't you gay?

Eighteen-year-old: No! I'm straight!

Protagonist: Then did you come to my room in the middle of the night to try something with me?

Eighteen-year-old: ...Not exactly.

Eighteen-year-old: I came to talk to you about improvements to the cars this season...

Protagonist, wanting to die: You might as well have been gay.

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After dating for two years, the protagonist brought her young racing driver home to meet her parents.

The racing driver fell silent when he saw his mother's eighteen-year-old boyfriend.

Protagonist: It's fine. He calls you big brother, and you call him Dad.

Before You Read

*Let me find an auspicious day to divine what cool name to give the protagonist.

*BG, a rich woman power fantasy.

Theme: Money isn't everything.