Charles just won another poker competition and pocketed 3.5 million dollars. The press interviewed him afterward and asked for the secret of his success.

“Focus and determination. Those two things will help get results.” That was all he said.

“What about luck?” a random reporter asked back.

“There’s no such thing as luck,” replied Charles. “Everything in this world is ordained by God. He once stripped me of everything, and then he decided to make me sit here and talk with you guys.”

“Haha, you mean you’ve become successful because God wished for it and not because of your own hard work?”

“Well, I always work hard, but my effort ends with picking the next poker card on the table. I can’t control the cards every other player picks, can I? The picture I see is very little compared to what a bird in the sky can see, let alone the guy sitting up above the sky, don’t you think? So, the answer to your question is… will you live for a thousand years just because you breathe harder?”

His interview was being watched by Victoria on the sports channel, and she was impressed. “His neurons are firing even after the game. I can’t help but like this guy. I can see how he amassed more than 250 million dollars of wealth in a matter of months and took the gambling world by a storm. I heard one casino went bankrupt because of him, and some casinos even banned him. He’s got the looks and the smarts. He’s a perfect son-in-law material. I hope Sofia manages to pull him into the Myers family before others form a queue. She’s a bit on the older side now, but I’m confident that she can charm him with her flirtatious smiles and what not.”

Somewhere else in the city.

Charles was driving his Mercedes and noticed two young children walking, holding each other’s hands. He remembered his childhood. He lived in an orphanage and multiple foster homes but didn’t really have anyone he could call a sibling, including Tom. Everyone lived for themselves as far as he could remember, and he was no exception. He wished he could go back to those times so he could have been more friendly and understanding, but that wasn’t possible now.

He stopped the car at a Myers’ store. He kept tapping the steering wheel. “There’s so much money in the bank I don’t know what to do with it. I can do some charity, but there’s no guarantee that my money will be used well by them.” He glanced at the store, wondering if he should enter and buy a premium suit to wear for dinner. It would definitely impress Sofia, but was it worth it? After pondering, he ended up entering the store and buying a suit and more.

It cost him over a million.

As he walked out, the bags he was carrying had contents worth over a million.

“They say one should look like a million dollars in a suit. I never thought I’d literally make it possible.”

However, he wasn’t as happy as he should be.

After all, he also never thought that at forty years he wouldn’t be without a wife and children.

So what if he had millions in the bank? Could they match up to the warmth he could have shared if he had a good family?

As children passed by, he could only pity himself.

Meanwhile, in the Myers mansion, Sofia just walked out of her private gym. A maid brought her energy drink, but Sofia slapped her and said, “You made me wait a couple of seconds.”

“S-Sorry, ma’am. This won’t happen again.”

“If it happens, you will lose more than just your job,” she warned and walked away, sipping on the drink, and her expression worsened. “Tsk, these things really suck. Maybe I should tell dad about making a Myers energy drink that tastes better on the tongue.” She liked the idea, and so she ended up calling her dad and complained how she felt like crap after drinking the energy drinks. “I want to have a better energy drink after work out, dad. Just create one, and test it out on our company workers first before bringing it to me.”

“Why don’t you do it yourself? You own five companies already, don’t you? A sixth wouldn’t be much.”

“I have to focus on my acting, so I can’t.”

“Alright. I’ll see what I can do.”

The call ended. She had a shower and returned. After putting on a lot of makeup, she sat on her bed and thought for a little while before dialing a number.

“Hello,” a soft voice answered.

“Hi, it’s me, Sofia.”

“Sofia who?”

She frowned a little. “Sofia Myers. I met you at the Bisconsleys’ party a few days back, remember?” she didn’t like that she had to explain herself.

“Ah, yeah, I’m sorry. I meet a lot of new faces everyday, so it’s hard to remember the names. I sincerely apologize.”

“It’s okay.” Her ego felt better after receiving the apology. “I was wondering if we could meet for dinner tonight. Are you free?”

“Uh, um, yes.”

“Great. Do you have any place you prefer, or should I text you the location?”

“I’m afraid I’ll trouble you to choose.”

“Haha. I’ll send you the location soon.” She ended the call and exhaled audibly. “Sofia who?” She put the mobile aside. “I remember you praising my beauty, and now you are acting tough, huh. Let’s see if you will forget my name after tonight!”