He swallowed hard. "And then everything crashed."
His voice dropped to almost a whisper. "All the money… gone."
He looked down, his expression filled with frustration. "My father had poured everything into those shares …"
His fists tightened. "And now… we're bankrupt."
A pause. "What's worse …"
His jaw clenched. "Someone leaked our family's confidential information."
The café suddenly felt colder. Eleanor listened quietly, but inside...a storm was brewing.
'Future self…?'
Her eyes flickered slightly. ' So that's how it works …'
A strange realization began forming in her mind. "These so-called 'chosen ones'... they're just ordinary people with an advantage …'
Her lips pressed together faintly. 'And without it… they fall apart.'
She glanced at Mateo. 'This is the male lead?'
A hint of disdain rose within her. 'He got scammed… and now he's here acting pitiful …'
Mateo, noticing her silence, misunderstood again. In fact …"
