My Jackpot Husband: I Won The Richest Man Alive

My Jackpot Husband: I Won The Richest Man Alive.

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My Jackpot Husband: I Won The Richest Man Alive – Sneak Peek

Alana Parker and her boyfriend had a plan: the day they graduated, they would go straight to City Hall and get married.

Alana had always been confident. She was pretty enough, she had a solid four-year relationship, and everything seemed fine.

Unfortunately, her boyfriend dumped her on the very day they were supposed to register.

After waiting outside City Hall for what felt like forever, Alana finally cursed under her breath, grinding her teeth. “That asshole. He waits until I’m standing right outside City Hall, gets one damn phone call, and suddenly he’s out? Couldn’t he have figured this out yesterday?”

If he had broken up with her even a day earlier, she would never have ended up in this situation. With her looks, finding someone to marry wasn’t impossible.

At least she could have chosen somebody she already knew, instead of standing here waiting to be paired with a random stranger through the government matching system.

And honestly, what were the chances that something like this would hand her a handsome husband who was gentle and good around the house?

Alana had never been lucky. Whenever she picked a checkout line, it always moved the slowest. The one time she forgot her umbrella, it poured. Every raffle she had ever entered ended with somebody else winning.

A government matching machine suddenly giving her a decent husband sounded impossible.

At this point, she would take anyone. Just no violent types, no smokers, no bald guys, and please, nobody ugly. Anything better than that, and she would already call it a miracle.

𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘨𝘢𝘭𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘴.𝘤𝘰𝘮

With only a few minutes left before the matching window closed, Alana finally stepped inside the building.

The birth rate had tanked, the elderly population was exploding, and the government had decided that the only solution was an extreme one. Once you turned twenty-two, marriage was no longer a choice. Even the colleges had gotten in on it: no spouse, no degree.

There was another option, but it came at a brutal cost. Anyone determined to stay single had to pay ten thousand dollars every month.

For those who refused marriage, ignored the tax, and declined the spouse chosen for them, the punishment was even worse. Their degrees would be withheld permanently. Without a diploma, no respectable company would even consider hiring them. A future like that left almost no room for stability.

There was no backing out for Alana now. Her savings couldn’t come close to covering a tax that high.

She still had to graduate. After that, she needed stable work. Throwing away her future over a marriage arrangement wasn’t worth it.

From behind the counter, the clerk glanced at Alana, who had stepped aside to pray with her eyes shut and her hands pressed together. The woman clicked her tongue. “Miss, can you make it quick? We’re about to close for the day.”

A manual draw happened only once. If Alana failed to complete it in time, the system would automatically pair her with a random match.

She let out a slow breath and lifted her hand toward the machine. Her finger trembled before she finally pressed the button.

Rows of numbers flashed across the screen one after another.

Several seconds later, the spinning stopped.

“…lasting union.”

The longer the clerk stared at the number, the more shock spread across her face.

Repeated-digit matches were incredibly rare.

Those numbers went only to top-tier candidates, people with exceptional education, looks, ability, and family background. Among those combinations, 99999 was considered one of the hardest to get.

The woman looked back at Alana with open envy. “Young lady, your luck is unbelievable. You really hit the jackpot with this one.”

None of it made sense to Alana.

They hadn’t even shown her the man’s profile yet. She didn’t even know his name. How could the clerk already be so sure he was some incredible catch?

Still, that wasn’t what mattered most. Her internship was about to end. Once she had the marriage certificate, the company would officially hire her as a full-time employee. That alone meant a monthly salary of six thousand.

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