Brad Leti
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Rag To Riches: My Crazy Awesome Life
Modern On the third anniversary with my girlfriend, with an expensive ring and a LV bag, I planned to propose to her.
But shockingly, I caught her cheating on me.
Albeit heartbroken, I chose to break up with her.
But right after that, I got bound in a mysterious system.
As long as I finished the task given by the system, I could immediately get rewarded with a Maybach 62S worth tens of millions of dollars.
From then on, I had been leading a perfectly luxurious life.
I humiliated my materialistic ex-girlfriend and the system rewarded me with a billion dollars. It continued on and on. Afterward, after finishing more tasks of successfully humiliating someone, I was rewarded with an opportunity to change my appearance into the highest level and an entertainment enterprise worth ten billion dollars.
When I became the chairman of a company, the director's daughter was shocked to see me. "Dad, what is he doing here? Tell the security to throw him out!" she ordered.
Wiping his sweat, the director answered in a shaky voice, "I can't do that. He's the new owner of our company. He's actually the one that has the right to fire me!"
Wanted to know more of my story? Just read on. Super Rich: Start With A Billion-dollar Reward
Modern Have you ever experienced being humiliated by your ex?
Well, I have.
But have you ever imagined turning your heartbreak into a billion dollars just by humiliating your mean ex?
That was exactly what happened to me.
I was going to meet my high school ex-girfriend and I wanted to show her that I had been doing well these years. So I rented a designer suit, an expensive watch, and a Lamborghini car.
But on my way, I got bound in something called 'Invincible Rich System'. The system told me that I could get rewarded with a billion dollars if I succeeded in humiliating someone.
"What? This must be a joke. There's no way this is true!" I didn't believe it despite the series of explanations the system gave me.
When I met my ex-girlfriend, she humiliated and insulted me. I was so furious that I decided to take the offer from the system. I wanted to strike back.
And it was successful!
I humiliated my materialistic ex-girlfriend and the system rewarded me with a billion dollars. It continued on and on. Afterward, after finishing more tasks of successfully humiliating someone, I was rewarded with an opportunity to change my appearance into the highest level and an entertainment enterprise worth ten billion dollars.
When I became the chairman of a company, the director's daughter was shocked to see me. "Dad, what is he doing here? Tell the security to throw him out!" she ordered.
Wiping his sweat, the director answered in a shaky voice, "I can't do that. He's the new owner of our company. He's actually the one that has the right to fire me!"
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The Ex-Fiancé You Can't Afford To Lose
Madel Cerda I stood in the ballroom with a diamond ring in my pocket, waiting to be crowned King of the empire I had built from the ground up.
Instead, the woman I loved walked to the microphone and signed my death warrant with a smile.
Serena didn't announce our engagement.
She announced that Luca Moretti—an incompetent associate I'd almost fired three times—was the new Underboss and her partner in life.
Then, she kissed him. Deep and possessive, right in front of the entire Commission.
My heart didn't break; it simply stopped.
Luca smirked at me, wearing a suit that was too tight, while Serena looked at me with cold, dead eyes.
"Dante is the old guard," she told the crowd, dismissing me like a waiter. "We are moving in a new direction."
They stripped me of my title. They humiliated me on live television. They thought they had taken my crown.
But they forgot one crucial detail.
I was the Architect.
I had built the encrypted logistics system that kept the FBI in the dark. A system that required my specific biometric code every morning to function.
I didn't make a scene. I didn't scream. I simply placed the ring on a waiter's tray and walked out into the night.
Forty-eight hours later, the Vitiello empire was in a freefall. The accounts were frozen. The shipments were flagged.
My phone buzzed. It was Serena.
"Dante," she panicked, her voice trembling. "Fix it. Now."
I took a sip of my espresso and smiled at the chaos on the news.
"I'm afraid I can't do that, Serena. You fired the only pilot who knows how to fly the plane." 
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