Prologue

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            I cursed when I hit a sleek black car. I did not need this right now, I am very late. Very. With a huff I stomped out my car ready to meet whoever scratched my beloved car.

        "Ma'am-" said a guy in a black suit with sunglasses. "Can we not do this right now. Look, I'm late for a very important meeting. So if you could just pay me with a check, we're good."

        "I don't think so." "What?" The guy had the audacity to talk back to me. "You bumped into me. You pay." I grit my teeth in annoyance, looking at the damages, it was a beautiful car, it looks like it'll cost a lot but I can afford it.

        "Fine." I spat as I pulled out three checks, already signed, from my wallet, each amounting to a million dollars. With a smile I walked over to him and threw the checks on his face. Yes, I threw them.

        To my surprise the guy laughed, with a smirk he pulled his sunglasses off. I swear I had a heart attack right there. I threw money at THE DAISUKE KAMBE'S FACE. I messed up, BAD.

        Rich collides with the richest, will she survive?

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