Part 1The Comment Feed of Fortune

The real estate agent was showing me the house when a line of text suddenly floated before my eyes:

[The male lead will eventually buy this house back for ten times the price. I wonder which lucky girl is going to get rich off this place.]

I stared blankly for three seconds, then decisively signed the contract.

That night, calculating the mortgage payments, I fell into a pit of despair. I started to suspect I’d gotten food poisoning from some cheap takeout to be hallucinating a live comment feed in my reality.

But then, the comments exploded again:

[Did the female lead just throw out all the luxury gifts the male lead gave her?]

[OMG, can someone transport me there?! I want to go pick them up!]

I shot out of bed, hopped on my little food trike, and sped toward the main couple’s address.

Whether it was real or not, my time for a windfall had finally come!

* * *

"Miss Vance, you've looked at this place five times already. It's an older house, but for the price, it's a steal. You really shouldn't hesitate."

I clutched the crumpled flyer in my hand, trailing behind the real estate agent as I surveyed the house for the fifth time. I knew it was a good deal, but the down payment would drain my entire life savings and bury me in debt.

I was just about to give up when words materialized in the air in front of me.

[I can't believe she's actually selling this house. This was the love nest she shared with the male lead back when they were poor!]

[Well, Landon was a total jerk. I don't blame Claire for giving up on him.]

I rubbed my eyes. It wasn't a hallucination.

Just then, another comment drifted by:

[I wonder who the lucky buyer will be. Landon is going to buy this back for ten times the price later on.]

Ten times the price? I’d be rich!

Barely containing my excitement, I casually asked the agent, "So, uh, what's the owner's name again?"

He waved a dismissive hand. "Claire Sterling. Her boyfriend is loaded, not in our league at all. That’s probably why the house is priced so cheap."

Oh my god. It all matched the comments.

The agent was getting impatient. "Miss Vance, maybe I should show you some more affordable options."

"No!" I grabbed his arm. "I'll take it."