NO!!

No! Who knows what this could do, I could die or my parents could get hurt. I have to get rid of the book before something bad happens.

But I didn't have to bother, a quick purple glow and the book disappeared as if it had never been there. I thought I was delirious from the fever and quickly went to sleep.

...

The next day, with a sore leg and fever, I played for Mr. Maximillian, which impressed him. Unfortunately I fell ill and was unable to study, much less contact Zoe, for a long time. When I recovered it had been a month, there was still a little bit left before the end of my studies and graduation. We were still in touch with Zoe, but not as much as before my illness. We kept in touch for a while, but in the end it was useless. My father told me I was moving in with Mr. Maximillian's son, Anthony. And that he and I would be getting married in a year.

Life with Anthony was a living hell. No, he wasn't the domestic tyrant you'd think, he wasn't interested in me at all. He was a fat slacker who played video games and sometimes had sex with me, and I was unbearably bored.

A couple of years later, Anthony's father passed away and he received such a cherished inheritance. Unfortunately, he only knew how to spend money, not earn it. I quickly realized that he could not cope with such a condition and filed for divorce, which turned out only to my advantage. I got his real estate rights and a tidy sum of money enough to buy a couple of big mansions. It was enough to do business away from him.

As soon as my father found out that I had won all the courts, he immediately started asking to see me. He was too nice to me, so much so that the mere sight of him made me sick, apparently his hypocrisy had become his nature. Which was proved later when I told him that he wouldn't get a cent from the inheritance. His attitude went right back to normal. He cursed me and hated me to the core. I'm sorry father, didn't you say you only do the best for me? And what could be better than an idiot heir?

-Anna: Well said...

I was drinking tea musing in the study of my penthouse.