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Leanna

COMPLETED [Mature Content] My life has no meaning. I'm forty years old, a middle age woman. Some say I have a fulfilling life, an architect with a high salary, a one-bedroom condo unit and a face that, although not the most beautiful, certainly warrants a second look. The only thing people criticize about me is the emptiness of my ring finger. I'm not married and don't have a family of my own. I don't feel anything about it. I don't need a man in my life, and I hate kids. The only thing I regretted was how I lived my life. Half of it wasted in school and the other half wasted in work. Before I knew it, I'm already old and at my deaths bed - alone and dying. THEN I WOKE UP FROM THE DREAM. ---- Read my other works: I am the Queen (FL) Genre: Fiction, Mature, Modern Romance, StrongFL, RichFL, PoorML, ColdML Realm Wars (ML) Genre: Epic Fantasy, Action, Adventure, Mature, R18, Romance, RPGelements, GAMEelements, OPmc Angels, Demons, Sprites, Elves, Beastmen Generation of Heroes (ML) Genre: Action, Adventure, Epic Fantasy, Friendship, Magic, Beasts, Game Elements, Multiple Leads, OPmc, Romance, War, Military Trinity the Last White Witch (FL) Genre: Werewolf, Vampires, Witches, Fantasy, R18, Mature, ColdML, StrongFL ---- Stalk me here: Facebook, Instagram, Twitter: MiuNovels ---- Donate for my Milk Addiction: PayPal: Miu.2017@yahoo.com

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Investing

The first month of our lives after winning the Lottery was hectic. There were so many things to be done that I had to list them all in order.

I asked my parents for the seventy percent prize money. My mother's face couldn't be painted, lost for words. My father, on the other hand, stared at me with stern eyes with a no-nonsense expression.

I know right, it sounded like a joke coming from a ten soon to be an eleven-year-old kid. What will I do with that enormous sum of money?

I explained to my parents that I needed the money for investing. My mother stared at me with her eyes bulged like she didn't know me.

Father, apparently, knew what I was discussing. He understood the importance of investing now rather than later.

He was silent for a moment before he asked, "Do you know how to invest?"

"Yes," I answered without hesitation. "I've read books about investing." Which was true.

My father took a deep breath, avoiding any eye contact as he said with a gentle voice, "Reading and applying is entirely different. There are many complications, for example . . ."

He stared at me with a serious face, "Your age."

I knew what he meant. My age was a problem for any legal matters and accounts.

I frowned. "Dad, you can just open an account and let me use it to invest."

Father was speechless for a moment, trying to discern if I was his 10-year-old daughter.

After pondering and thinking. "Alright," he said in a soft and hesitant voice.

I jumped in excitement.

I knew my father would agree.

Father was a strict, no-nonsense man. But when it came to his children's growth, he would support them to no ends. Though he was hesitating about it, there were also expectations in his eyes.

Maybe he thought that I would gain from this experience or he only wanted me to experience the life of adults. Either way, I didn't care. The most important thing was; I could now change our lives.

Equip with a cheat code of more than seventy years of knowledge into the future. I'm pretty confident that I'll succeed in the stock market.

After my father applied for an account and gave it to me to use, the first thing I bought was a laptop and a cellphone.

I was born in the time of transition between the nineties and the twenties. During this time, many people in our province didn't know how to use computers. Computers were not popular, and it was too technical, and people were too lazy to learn. But having lived more than forty years with computers in my past life, I was considered a pro.

Thus, I began my journey in the world of investing, not knowing that because of this single step, I experienced a different future.

A whole different life that only in my wildest dreams could experience.