Chapter 5

Unfortunately, Gianna didn't hear me and huffily dragged her suitcase away.

And I finally breathed a complete sigh of relief.

With Gianna leaving on her own initiative, I had one less burden.

I didn't have to worry about being dragged down by her or even killed by her for the rest of my life.

After getting the Wealth System, my fortune truly became explosive.

Buying a scratch-off ticket at my doorstep, I could win $2,000.

Helping an old lady on the street, she recognized me as her goddaughter in gratitude and left me most of her inheritance.

Buying a lottery ticket, I could even win $50 million.

When I went to claim the prize, I didn't make a scene.

Instead, I wore a mask and covered myself completely.

After claiming the prize, I disposed of all those clothes and quickly moved away from my original circle.

I also terminated the lease on my original apartment.

Seeing me being so cautious, the Wealth System asked, "Host, aren't you being a bit too careful?"

I shook my head.

"You don't understand."

In my last life, Gianna suffered because she was too ostentatious, letting everyone know she was fortune's darling.

As a result, all her friends became jealous of her.

Even her gambling-addict boyfriend Travis was like a wolf eyeing lamb, calculating every day how to take her money for himself.

I still remembered that cruel scene.

After Travis lost everything at the gambling table, he grabbed a fruit knife and threatened Gianna with bloodshot eyes.

"Gianna, hand over all your money right now, or else don't blame me for sending you to another man's bed.

By then, even if you beg for mercy, you won't find a place to cry!"

Gianna couldn't break up with him.

She had nowhere to turn for help.

She could only obediently hand over all her money, making a wedding dress for that man.

Travis took all that money and gambled heavily, losing almost everything.

In the end, the Wealth System completely lost its power.

Gianna also became useless.

After Travis hired some men to violate her, he threw her onto the street, leaving her unable to bear children.

I divided the money I received into three parts.

The first part, I deposited in different bank accounts to earn interest.

The second part, I established an offshore trust fund account and regularly deposited money into it every month.

But to withdraw money, I set an annual limit of only $50 million, and it required my personal signature.

The third part, I established a personal charity foundation.

Quietly, under the name "Mr. Gray," I regularly made donations.

After all, financial fortune is also a flow.

It needs to circulate to avoid becoming stagnant water.

Moreover, being able to help others within my means is the greatest spiritual practice in itself.

I stayed away from my original circle.

Even when buying villas, I had my assistant handle it.

I was careful and cautious enough, so I remained safe.

This day, I was drinking coffee in the living room of my newly purchased villa when my private investigator suddenly called.

"Miss Sinclair, there's a new development at the location you asked me to monitor."

Gianna was dressed elaborately, just about to go on a date with Billionaire 3.

Halfway there, she was suddenly blocked by Travis, who jumped out.

That gambling-addict boyfriend who had harmed her so badly in her previous life---even after rebirth, seeing him again made Gianna's face turn deathly pale with fear.

"Travis, I've already broken up with you. If you keep harassing me, I'll call the police."

Travis smiled wickedly as he approached her, pinning her against the wall.

"Go ahead and call the police. Think I'm scared?"

"Gianna, I didn't expect you to be so capable.

No wonder you were so determined to kick me to the curb these past few days---turns out you hooked up with a richer, more handsome guy..."