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'Oh God, if only I could win the lottery,' Luna Jefferson thought, her mind drifting into a desperate daydream. 'If I hit a fifteen-million-dollar jackpot, the first thing I'd do is buy a luxury riverview penthouse downtown. 'Then I'd snap up a few commercial properties and spend the rest of my days as a carefree landlady. No more catching the crack-of-dawn subway. 'I could sleep in until noon, tick off every Michelin-starred restaurant in Ancelens, and just travel the country whenever boredom struck. Well, even 1.5 million would be life-changing. 'Honestly, right now, even 30 thousand, or even 3 thousand dollars, would be enough to rescue me from this nightmare.' But reality was cruel as Luna stared at her bank account balance. It was exactly 444.7 dollars. 'Well, at least it isn't a flat zero,' she thought. Her phone vibrated, shattering her daydream. The moment she answered, her adoptive mother, Vivian Chandler, cried out. "Luna, I can't take it anymore. I work so hard every day taking care of our family, and your dad lost 1,000 dollars playing cards. "My back hurts so much that I can't even get out of bed, and now I don't even have money for groceries. I really don't want to live anymore," Vivian said. Luna remained silent for a long moment before she spoke. "Didn't I just send you 300 dollars last week? I really don't have any money left." Vivian's voice instantly shrieked. "I knew it. Every single one of you is so ungrateful. I should have never brought you home from the streets. "I just couldn't bear to leave you when it was snowing so hard and you were freezing to death." Luna had heard this story many times. She used to feel uneasy about it, but her adoptive father, Callum Chandler, had accidentally let the truth slip one night when he was drunk. She hadn't been pick up from the snow at all; they had adopted her from a children's home. They had been unable to conceive for years, and a fortune teller told them they were never meant to have children. The only
