After My Brother Stole Everything, They All Came Crawling Back

My brother was the kind of man who thought himself above the frost and snow. The princess every nobleman in the realm would kill to marry? He found the whole thing beneath him.

He eloped with an actress instead.

Me, though? I was the vulgar one.

After I married the Crown Princess in my brother's place, I spent every waking hour crunching numbers and chasing profit.

In just one year, the Crown Princess's Estate overflowed with gold and jade, its businesses spanning the entire nation.

Even the old gatekeeper ate meat three times a month.

The Crown Princess declared before everyone: