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Became the heiress of a top tier guild
ķķ°ģ“ źøøėģ ģģė ź° ėģė¤[Congrats on inheriting Geumhoās treasure ā„ Miss Sol-ah ā„!]
When I opened my eyes, Iād somehow become the hot topicāthe youngest heiress of the worldās top-tier guildā¦
Geum Sol-ah.
Age 4.
Kindergarten student.
āMy sweet daughter⦠do you really need to go to kindergarten? Itās way too dangerous outside. Daddy will just build
a kindergarten in the backyard, okay? Weāll invite the teachers and your friends here.ā
āThe young miss is on the move. Boost security. The sunās strong, so prep parasols and yogurt.ā
ā¦Is this for real?
Everyoneās just way too overprotective.
And apparently, it all started because of a recent kidnapping case.
Problem isā
the top suspect in that case⦠is me.
No, seriously! I found out the place I was working at was actually a cult, and I died while trying to save a kid during
my escape!
Did the heavens finally take pity on my unfair death?
[Joker: King! I finally got through to you!]
The cult that got me killed is now mistaking me for someone called [King] and is just handing over info like itās
nothing.
If I play this right, I can get my revenge and take down the entire cult.
āY-youāre all dead meatā¦ā
My tiny fists trembled with rage.
Sure, Iām just a little kid who talks funny when Iām madā¦
but who cares?!
Right now, Iām Geum Sol-ah, heiress of the Geumho Guild!
āSol-ah, youāre amazing. Honestly, in moments like this, you seem more mature than me. I canāt help but rely on
you.ā
Song Jae-yi gently stroked Sol-ahās hair with a soft smile.
It was just a casual compliment, but it felt so warmāit made my heart flutter a little.
āThere you are, sis.ā
Jeong Geon-yool suddenly came between us and smacked Jae-yiās hand away.
His eyes flashed for a secondālike a shark catching the scent of blood.
āWho gave you permission to touch my sisterās hair?ā
āWho are you, you little brat?ā
The two locked eyes, glaring each other down.
āWhy are they doing this⦠right in front of me?ā
An odd, tense vibe settled between the three of us.