A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

“So that’s how it is.” Fortune’s tone was matter–of–fact, as if the reason Joyce had managed to get the business card suddenly made perfect

sense.

“But don’t overthink it. That’s just how things work in our

world–connections matter more than money or talent sometimes. Look on the bright side: even the president of the club only got a standard invite, and here you are, a freshman, holding a special invitation from Quantum Flux. Isn’t that something to be proud of?”

Seeing how downcast Joyce looked, Fortune rested her hand on Joyce’s shoulder at some point, giving it a gentle pat.

“I remember your family are all farmers, right? In this world, even if two people do the same job, the one with the right contacts and background always gets the upper hand, while the one without money or connections gets stuck doing all the grunt work. The fact that you’re roommates with Alessia is a blessing–you should really thank her. Otherwise, on your own, you might spend your whole life just being someone else’s sidekick, or worse, a scapegoat.”

reason, she couldn’t bring herself to say anything.

wrong.

that every word Fortune said cut straight through

knew, after all, that life was

privileged family; in fact,

working, while her younger brother, who barely scraped by in school, was promised

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