Tyler was supposed to be in high spirits since it was his big day today. Still, the losses incurred from his failed investments made him, a young man in his twenties, seem like he had aged by several decades all of a sudden.
Additionally to the investments he made in the failed companies, he lost a lot of money this week in other investments.
He had lost all the money he invested in stock index futures, commodities, and even underground gambling bets.
A young man who had a best man's corsage in hand was standing beside Tyler.
He said, "Tyler, did you offend someone? From the way I see it, it seems that you are being targeted by someone. Even if you invested blindly, the failure rate can't be 100%!"
Tyler rubbed his extremely dark under-eye circles and nodded. "Turns out it's really possible! It must be that someone is f**king targeting me on purpose! It can't be a mistake with my judgment!"
