My Godfather Gave Me the World

When I was born, my father asked someone to give me the name Mia.

The fortune teller said that with this name, I would surely become rich and prosperous in the future.

But unexpectedly, my Second Uncle overheard and stole the name, giving it to my cousin instead.

What Second Uncle didn't know was that my cousin couldn't use this name.

Because the fortune teller told me with certainty:

"You were born with the protagonist's halo. What belongs to you, no one can take away."

"If she uses your name, she'll have to bear the misfortune meant for you instead, and live an unfortunate life."

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