Mia wasn't merely trying to reassure herself.
She instantly pegged yellow-haired guy's identity.
He was the offspring of a real estate magnate, Lucas Winfield.
But Lilith had recently mentioned that Lucas's family was now nothing more than a hollow shell.
Driven by curiosity, she'd whipped out a star chart, explaining to Mia that its alignment signified this person's past life fortune. Lucas was the quintessential example—his previous life's blessings were so bountiful that he was born miles ahead of everyone else.
In truth, had he not frittered it all away, his father's inheritance would have ensured a life of luxury.
It's not the carefree antics of the rich heirs that are concerning, but when they blow through their ancestral fortune.
He was a walking cautionary tale of how to squ
