The Charity Case Dare: Her Sweet Revenge
, less obvious than Brittany's. He wasn't offering clothes or f
uiet desperation that fueled her ambition. Northwood was a battlefield, and she was outgunne
she said, her voice carefully
iance. That' s w
e explained complex concepts with a clarity her overworked teachers rarely managed. He
l injury, the way he tapped his pen when thinking, the faint scent of expensive cologne. He w
wrong, her accent was wrong, her very existence seemed to be an affront to the established order. Her grades had initially suffered, not from lack of intellect, but
. Fake social media profiles appeared, posting embarrassing, fabricated stories about Sarah. H
ol counselor, would do little. He saw her academic potential, but he didn't see the s
break her spirit, to make her more v
erfect gentleman scholar. Sarah played along, focusing on the calculus, the physics, the literature. Each
ame. But she also saw him as an opportunity. He had resources, c
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