From Burger Barn to Billionaire's Trap

the "reality comment subtitles," as I'd started ca

just found me after a decades-lo

a's Ivy League dreams are threatened by a poor girl,

ter pa

ck. Sold her off faster than la

surprising. They'd alway

me. Jessica Walton, their actual daughter, was my academic rival. Always second to me in ev

brow furrowed with fake concern as they drove me

Oscar-level performance,

.. a lot to take in. So, I don't ha

r's seat. "You're a Walton now! You'll have tutors for

her how to pick out drapes

"We can just hang out. Have fun. You deser

ike a spider cra

hing to keep her away from books.

or, but they were my only allies. They show

shoulder, feigning exhaust

Interesting. Or is she ju

't naive.

he real daughter... what about Jessica?

an's smile tightened. Bla

Jessica in Emily's old l

t, she's supposed to be the r

r this question. Script

ents wer

Emily. Jessica's about to take her SATs. It w

" = "Our actual inve

eyes. "Oh. So Jessica needs t

weetie. You're our little princess. Yo

y, maybe. If she bu

ess I'm just re

tles didn

ame? This girl might have a few

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