*But thanks to that linked payment account you set up for me- otherwise, how would I have paid so many people to drag you
back?”
She looked at me, triumphant.
“Now, just focus on your studies, don’t think about anything else, got it? Once the exam is over, I’ll let you go.”
I frowned, looking at her. In my past life, I had treated her so well, like my own sister.
I took her to parties. Her family was poor, so I gave her access to my linked payment account so she wouldn’t worry about
tuition or food.
I even gave her a few properties under my name, so she’d have shelter.
Why did she slander me, and turn against me like this?
My eyes were bloodshot, filled with confusion as I looked at her.
“I treated you exceptionally well. Why are you doing this to me?”
Vivian’s sharp laughter was like a chilling, discordant bell.
“Why were *you* born into such a privileged family?! Why were you so smart and still pretended to help *me*?! Wasn’t it just to step on me and make me your little dog?!
“Bitch! You’re just an arrogant bitch!‘
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“Bitch! You’re just an arrogant bitch!”
Was this the jealousy bom from class disparity? I had genuinely believed she was my best friend.
Turns out, from beginning to end, she saw me as nothing more than a stupid ATM.
I looked at her as if she were already dead.
Seeing that I wasn’t angered, she became even redder, ordering two days‘ worth of food withheld from me.
I filled the room’s notebook with many problems, all with incorrect processes but correct answers.
I smirked. They were both terrible students, only managing to stay at the top by relying on my predicted questions. As long as the answers were correct, they wouldn’t notice a thing.
So, you want to be the good samaritan? Fine, I’ll let you be one.
Late that night, I covered my private parts with a bedsheet.
I rubbed my ear stud.
“Three minutes.
- Come get me.”
Soon after, I opened the window and leaped from the ship.
I was successfully rescued.
Two days until the scholarship exam.
My family’s bodyguards escorted me to the five–star hotel closest to the exam hall.
Vivian, claiming she was taking my exam permit because I was “sick,” burned it.
She thought it was foolproof.
But my family had deep pockets. Within two hours, they arranged for a new permit to be delivered.
During this time, I wore an eye mask constantly, letting my bodyguards carry me around.
Non
No matter how much she tried to spy on my location, all she could see was pitch black.
At that moment, Vivian was live–streaming from school, distributing the “brand–new exam success manual” I had written for
her.
She assured everyone it was absolutely correct, her own hard work.
In this world, the Grand National Exam was everything!
Online viewers and offline students alike were so moved they lost all sense of reality. Her follower count skyrocketed, hitting over a hundred thousand in a single day.
Meanwhile, I was wearing my eye mask, listening to my pre–arranged study materials over and over through my headphones.
