"Honestly, sometimes I can't wrap my head around it. I'm my mother's biological daughter, the real heiress, and even I stay in the dorms most of the time. But this broke little orphan? She practically lives at my house like she owns it. It got so bad that when I wanted to wear my own clothes or drink my favorite wine, my mom had to sneak them over from the city penthouse just so this girl wouldn't find out and cry about being mistreated again."
"I have never, in my entire life, met anyone this shameless."
My eyes went wide.
So that was why things kept disappearing from the house. Georgette had been stealing them and bringing them here for her daughter.
What a piece of work.
Fine, Georgette. If you want to play me for a fool, then don't expect mercy.
I pulled out my phone on the spot and dialed the legal department. "Send a team to my parents' countryside estate immediately—"
Before I could finish, Cora snatched the phone out of my hand and hurled it to the floor.
"God, you never stop pretending, do you?" she screamed. "Your parents' estate? This villa belongs to my mom. She bought it for me!"
The classmates piled on, sneering and spitting insults one after another.