I Abandoned My Clout Chasing Mother

Summary

When I opened my eyes again, I was right back on the day the wealthiest man in the city stood with red-rimmed eyes, begging my mother to come home.

This time, I was not going to let history repeat itself.

My mother was just about to deliver her signature line from my past life—something tragically poetic about how an apology this late is worth less than dirt—when I lunged forward and wrapped my arms around the billionaire’s leg like a vise.

"Daddy! Take me back to the mansion! I want to sleep in a giant bed, and I want to eat Maine lobster!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.