Immediately after winning the World Golf Championship, I fell to my knees in shock before my darling, frantically slapping my own face.
"I deserve to die! I shouldn't have stolen Kael's championship title."
Genevieve, still unsatisfied, twisted all my joints and used me as a human flagstick for Kael on the green.
A golf ball struck hard between my legs, and she yanked my hair, forcing me to use my mouth to carry the ball into the hole.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of the competition.
Seeing Genevieve storming towards me in a rage, a sudden realization hit me.
I was the true business tycoon all along!