Svetlana was now the richest person in the world. Five million people worked in her stores, selling the innovative product that had come to define the business boom of the past decade. Her bank account was twelve figures and she lived in a stunning Caribbean villa where old masters adorned the walls. Even though she donated one third of her annual profits to charity Svetlana’s wealth kept on expanding. She had truly made it.
And to think it all started in a remote Siberian village when she was barely a few months old, sitting on a dinky carriage pulled by the seemingly dim-witted goat she would wind up selling her soul to.
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