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His Bet, Her Heist: A Calculated Romance

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 451    |    Released on: 12/06/2025

expensive cologne, tried to "casually" bump into me in the library, offering to help with m

s," I said, not lookin

rew it in the trash without a word. My focus was on my grades, on the SATs, on getting out. These boys

holarship application draft. The whispers that followed me down the halls, curated by Jessica and her cronies. Thi

ch, an apple, a world away from the catered sushi and organic salads in the cafeteria – I heard them. Mark,

ny of it," Mark complained.

ested in you, Dalt

ir new leader for this game. "Someone gets her to fall for them. Build her up.

hat was it. Not just hu

n't tried yet," Mark said. "I

y case," Chris chuckled. "She already hates that Miller girl. So

n, was a known fact. She wanted him, and he barely knew she existed beyond being another popular girl. Her hatred for me, I

resolve didn't just solidify; it turned to steel. They

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His Bet, Her Heist: A Calculated Romance
His Bet, Her Heist: A Calculated Romance
“I was Northwood Academy's charity case, my worn backpack and second-hand uniform screaming my poverty louder than any whisper. Living miles from this privileged world, with my disabled dad and our crushing bills, escaping was my only thought. But Jessica Thorne, the queen bee, made sure I never forgot my place. It started with the "First Annual Northwood Philanthropy Prize." My name was called, not for an award, but for public humiliation. They presented me with a massive cardboard check: "$0.00 – For Being Our Charity Case." Laughter swelled, burning my face, but I kept my expression neutral. Then, I overheard them: "The Sterling Bet." The school' s elite rich boys, led by golden boy Ethan Vanderbilt, schemed to fake a relationship with me, build me up, then publicly shatter my reputation right before the SATs, ensuring my future was ruined. My blood ran cold. This wasn't merely mockery; it was calculated sabotage, a crueler kind of war. Jessica's venomous glare confirmed she endorsed it, her bizarre comment about me being a "cheap knock-off" adding a chilling, unsettling layer to their game. Were they truly this bored and cruel? But they underestimated the girl with nothing to lose. They wanted to play? Fine. I would play too. With an icy resolve hardening my heart, I smiled, accepting Ethan's offer of "help." My goal was no longer just survival. It was a calculated heist, and their resources would be my vault. I would win.”
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