Chapter one
Note to my SunshineSpotlights, luxury, champagne, caviar and fame have been tracking my traces since birth. Though they were never on my Wish list, I still managed to get a king size share of everything: money, foreign tutors, piles of shockingly expensive clothes and relations with very powerful people.
Literally everything the high class could ever offer to a name. To be precise, my name: Yoon Skyler, the one and only heiress of the Mirae Group, the ideal daughter, the genius, the beauty. The biggest mystery that the media dies to solve, and Billboard's favourite young lady. Above all, the unsociable one.
To be honest I was never a people person, and probably never will. But if one gives me Oreos, he or she will enter in my tolerable people list that doesn't exist yet. Uh.. who am I fooling ? Nobody ever listens to what I really want. I'm not the "IT GIRL" of the century nor the "Ice princess". I'm a seventeen year-old girl who has been home schooled or her life, not to mention the duty to attend to thousands of galas where there is no pizza or ice cream. I hate the daily reports I have to read, and if you would ask me, I wolud use them as toilet paper.Just saying. Back to what I was saying.... I wish I had a normal live without photoshoots or magazine interviews. I wish I had friends, a small cosy house and a real family. And I swear if one of the tutors will give me another Maths book to solve by tomorrow I will.. I don't know now, but I will think of something really rebelious like ski
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