Chapter 1

My words have always come true since birth.

When I first learned to talk, I babbled that Dad was going to get rich, and that very night, he won a hundred million in the lottery.

When I was six, I said the old man in town whose grandson went missing would have him returned safely. The next day, someone found the dirty child at the community entrance.

At eighteen, I commented online that the bankrupt Sullivan Group would turn things around against all odds. Sure enough, half a month later, Sullivan Group's stock soared back to its peak!

And so, with just my words, I was treated as an honored guest by the Foster Group.

But the moment I stepped into the Foster family's villa, someone grabbed my collar from behind and slammed me hard onto the ground.

"You homewrecker! Isn't it enough that you've been clinging to Riley outside? You actually chased her all the way here? Desperate to climb your way up, aren't you? I think you're tired of living!"

Falsely accused out of nowhere, I tried desperately to explain, but these people were convinced I was a social climber and beat me with fists and kicks.

As my watch shattered against the stone steps with a crisp crack, I tasted the faint metallic tang of blood between my lips and teeth.

No one knew that besides my words coming true, I also carried a curse--whoever made me bleed would be plagued with terrible luck. It seemed the Foster family was headed for complete ruin.