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The Charity Case Dare: Her Sweet Revenge

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 509    |    Released on: 12/06/2025

e Sarah scored significantly higher than her pre

said, his voice softer than usu

ning light filtering through

Sarah," he began, then hesitated. "This might sound crazy, give

heart rate didn't change.

ed, playing the flustered girl. "I really need to fo

We can study together, I can introduce you to my dad' s S

e. Sarah observed the slight tension in his jaw, the way his eyes flic

, then looked up at him, a carefully craf

," she whisp

n' s access without shame. His family' s private tutors reviewed her college essays. She used his father's extensive libra

She was now consistently outperforming al

furious glares whenever she saw Sarah and Ethan together. Tiffany had wanted

supposedly getting a glass of water, when she

was sharp, laced with jealousy. "You' re spending way too

Tiff. That' s th

buddy! You belong with me, Ethan. We both know that

her breath,

ame, Tiff. She' s not in our

ismissive tone. It wasn't anger she felt, but a cold, clarifying certainty. He was p

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The Charity Case Dare: Her Sweet Revenge
The Charity Case Dare: Her Sweet Revenge
“Sarah Miller had one shot: Northwood Academy, a world away from her cramped apartment and her dad' s pain-ridden reality. As a scholarship kid, navigating the gilded halls felt like walking a tightrope, especially with queen bee Tiffany Vanderbilt and her "Legacy Crew" constantly reminding her she didn' t belong. One evening, sweeping the school theater, I froze, hearing voices from the green room. Tiffany' s voice cut through the silence: "Chad and Brittany are useless... Ethan, it has to be you." My blood ran cold as I listened to them plot the "Charity Case Dare" -a twisted game where golden boy Ethan Hayes would wine and dine me, make me fall for him, then publicly break my heart right before graduation. It wasn't just bullying; it was a calculated psychological operation, a sport for their amusement. They wanted to see me weep, utterly destroyed. Their words, "charity case," echoed like a brand. Every petty cruelty, every snicker, now made sickening sense. How could people born with every privilege, every advantage, be so casually, viciously cruel? Didn' t they have souls? Was I just a disposable pawn in their endless pursuit of twisted entertainment? The injustice burned, a bitter bile rising in my throat. They thought they had me trapped, a helpless animal in their cruel game. But they were wrong. I wasn' t going to be their victim. I would play along, I would weaponize their arrogance, their resources, and their monstrous scheme. And when the final curtain fell, they wouldn' t know what hit them.”
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