Billionaire's Fake Savior: Unmasking The Truth
h, staring at her open locker. It was empty, save for her street clothes. Her wallet lay op
Manager Chen's voice b
hed. She kept
to the loss of a bottle of 1940 Macallan during her shift
gh the room. Sophie
e delivered it, Chen would ask why she was in the
Chen barked, le
eeks without pay. That meant e
. Tiffany walked in. She wasn't wearing her uniform. She was wearing a ne
Sophie shrieked. "D
looked glowing. "Better. I
wa
ed on the bench, feeling invisible. She st
er to Imogene. Her expression shifted. There was
ffany sai
d up. "Congra
ched into her new purse and pulled out a thick envelope. She sho
Tiffany
out. It was cash.
?" Imogene as
id. "Loan. For your rent.
d never been nice to her. They we
pushing Imogene's hand back.
her. She had taken Imogene's money-the hush money was technically for t
a lump form in her throat. "Tiffa
es landing on Imogene's neck. The collar
her neck, covering the
rk. Or a bite. A shiver of unease went through her.
said, stepping
to know. Knowi
aid. "I'm taking the nigh
the envelope to her chest. She could pay rent. She could eat. For a moment, she
in the dish pit, the steam wra
hispered as he dropped
froze.
tech guy. He's i
lipped. She caught it against
as h
roat. If he saw her...
k. "Mr. Chen, please. Can I work the back prep to
. "Fine. Get out of my sight. G
," Imogene
ad come back, dressed in a tight dress, not a uniform. She was walki
d the light. Imogene was
was the heiress. She was the surgeon. And yet, she was the one hidin