There were two famous losers in the elite class.
One was me, Chloe Rothschild, the little princess of the elite class who only knew how to eat, drink, and play.
The other was my childhood friend, Julian Vance, the wealthy young master who suffered from autism and congenital heart failure.
But my eldest brother was a terrifying underworld prince, and my second brother was the wealthiest man whose fortune rivaled a nation’s.
His eldest sister was an invincible queen of the legal world, and his second sister was a medical prodigy who could bring people back from death’s door.
While playing Poker, the four Grim Reapers casually chatted: “Raising one loser is the same as raising two. We might as well pair them up, it’ll be easier.”
So, Julian and I went straight to get our marriage certificate.
Our daily married life consisted of swiping my second brother’s card, mooching meals off my eldest brother, and waiting to be fed by his sisters.
That was until my eldest brother asked us to attend Seattle’s richest man’s banquet in his place.
At the banquet, the richest man’s daughter, Arleth Sterling, insisted I was the mistress who ruined her relationship, all based on a photo of a similar-looking back.
I explained good-naturedly, “You’ve got the wrong person. I’m married, and this is my husband.”
Arleth instantly exploded and raised her hand to slap me.
“How dare you chase other men while you have a husband?”
Julian instinctively blocked me, taking the slap for me as a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
She sneered, “Oh, he’s a retard too?
Can’t even tell his wife is cheating, and he’s still protecting her?
A shameless slut and a retard, what a perfect match.”
She waved her hand, and several bodyguards lunged at us.
“Beat them both!”
I looked at Julian with an aching heart and dialed my eldest brother’s number behind my back.
“Brother, someone is bullying me.”
After all, they didn’t know that offending the four Grim Reapers of the elite class might leave you alive, but offending us two losers would cost you everything.
We Were Once Called Losers Chapter 10 One year later. The elite class, Rothschild Group headquarters. I sat on my second brother’s sofa, scrolling through my phone. “Seriously, Chloe, can you show a little ambition?” My second brother, Nathaniel, finished the documents on hand and walked over to me with a cup of coffee. “Julian
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We Were Once Called Losers Chapter 09 I gently pushed him back a little and looked into his eyes. “Why do you say that?” Julian lowered his eyes slightly. “They… bullied you.” He was referring to Arleth and Justin. “I… couldn’t protect you.” His voice was laced with self-blame and frustration. Even though he had
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We Were Once Called Losers Chapter 08 The elite class, The Rothschild Family’s private hospital. In the high-end VIP ward on the top floor, it was so quiet that only the steady beeping of medical equipment could be heard. I pushed the door open and walked in with light steps. Julian leaned against the hospital
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We Were Once Called Losers Chapter 07 The news of The Sterling Family’s complete downfall spread throughout Seattle before dawn. The once imperious richest man had his assets wiped out overnight, left drowning in debt. Arthur was taken away for investigation on suspicion of multiple economic crimes. Meanwhile, Arleth and Justin were thrown directly into
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We Were Once Called Losers Chapter 06 “Who are we?” The woman standing on the far left pushed up the glasses on the bridge of her nose. She wore a sharply tailored business suit, holding a thick stack of documents in her hand. This was the invincible queen of the legal world, Julian’s eldest sister,
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We Were Once Called Losers Chapter 05 Four figures slowly walked in. The man walking at the very front was my eldest brother, Alexander, an heir of wealthy families. “Brother…” I couldn’t hold it back anymore, and my tears burst forth like a broken dam. Alexander’s gaze swept over me and Julian. Seeing my swollen
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We Were Once Called Losers Chapter 04 Justin pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, his gaze darting back and forth between me and the large screen. If he just said he didn’t know me, this whole farce would be over. However, Justin remained silent. He lowered his eyes, avoiding my gaze.
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We Were Once Called Losers Chapter 03 Everyone looked toward the doors in horror. My eyes lit up instantly. It was the hidden contacts my oldest brother had planted in Seattle—they were here! I fought desperately against the bodyguards’ grip, screaming at the top of my lungs toward the doors. “I’m right here!” I’m here!
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We Were Once Called Losers Chapter 02 Julian and I were shoved onto the red carpet of the banquet hall. Arleth walked onto the center stage of the hall. “Everyone, quiet down.” The entire venue instantly fell dead silent. Everyone’s eyes focused on me and Julian. Arleth snapped her fingers. The massive LED screen behind
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We Were Once Called Losers Chapter 01 There were two famous losers in the elite class. One was me, Chloe Rothschild, the little princess of the elite class who only knew how to eat, drink, and play. The other was my childhood friend, Julian Vance, the wealthy young master who suffered from autism and congenital
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