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My Friend, the Fake Rich Kid
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The day before the semester began, my childhood friend Daniel Carter asked if he could borrow my private jet. Thinking he'd finally changed his ways, I agreed without a second thought. A moment later, he transferred a single dollar, calling it rent because he couldn't stand the thought of freeloading. The quirky amount said more than words ever could. I smiled and accepted it. On the first day of school, I kept things low-key, taking a cab back to campus. But when I arrived, there it was, my private jet parked right in the middle of the quad. The jet had been decked out in bubblegum pink, and students crowded around, their eyes shining with envy. My heart leapt. For once, I thought Daniel had finally figured it out. Beaming, I braced myself for his surprise. But as I drew closer, my smile froze. Sitting barefoot in the pilot's seat, my seat, was Clara West, the campus' queen bee.
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My Friend, the Fake Rich Kid Chapter 8 Wings of Closure
My father gently pulled me into his arms. "Rena, don't look anymore."As the jet lifted off, I watched the Kingston University campus shrink beneath us, my mind growing hazy.…The next morning, I woke to find my mother sitting at the edge of the bed, her eyes red. The moment she saw me stir, she grasped my hand. "Rena, I'm here."It was only then that I noticed that overnight, a few strands of silver had appeared in her hair."Does it hurt?" Her voice trembled as she reached toward the bruise on my forehead. "The doctor said to apply this cream three times a day. Let me do it for you, okay?"I nodded. Her hand shook as she held the small silver-gray bottle, the cap slipping through her fingers more than once. Finally, I pressed my hand over hers. "Mom, it's okay. I can do it myself."She didn't speak, only ran her other hand gently through my hair."It's all my fault." My mother suddenly covered her face, her shoulders trembling violently. "If I had known Daniel would turn out
My Friend, the Fake Rich Kid Chapter 7 The Moment He Snapped
Clara's forehead was already bruised where Isabella had slammed her to the ground. She stared at Daniel, who'd frozen in place, then wrenched free of Isabella's grip."You pathetic coward," she spat. "If you weren't so useless, borrowing someone else's jet to fake being rich, I wouldn't be in this mess."Daniel flinched, staring at her as if he couldn't believe what he was hearing."You weren't good enough on your own, and you dared to cross Serena."Clara got to her feet and lunged at Daniel, digging her nails into his face. "You knew she was Mr. Vale's daughter and you still joined in bullying her. Do you want my whole family dead? Is that what you wanted?"Blood streaked Daniel's face as Clara's words hit him like a blow.He had borrowed the jet to impress her, protected her because he was afraid of losing her, yet here she was calling him a worthless coward.When Daniel stayed silent, Clara screamed and tore at his clothes. "You were the one fawning after me! You said your f
My Friend, the Fake Rich Kid Chapter 6 The Cost of Betrayal
The moment I stepped out, James stood up, plastering a fawning smile across his face. "Rena, are you okay? I should've taught my son better. I'm sorry you had to go through this."His wife chimed in, just as insincere. "Yes, Rena. Daniel's spoiled, but I know you're kind-hearted. Please forgive him."I looked at them, their fake smiles twisting in my mind, and a hollow laugh escaped my lips.Years ago, when James' business failed, it was my father who lent him a hand, giving him both funding and connections.Since then, they had shown up at my house every holiday, calling me "Rena" as if we were close.And now, when their son did something like this, their first thought wasn't an apology; it was how to beg for leniency.I cut them off, lifting my arm to reveal the bandaged wounds. "He burned me with a cigarette and hung me from the jet's landing gear. You call this just being spoiled?"James and his wife froze, their faces tight with embarrassment. He stammered, "This… This kid'
My Friend, the Fake Rich Kid Chapter 5 Father's Wrath
I watched my father rush toward me, my nose stinging and tears slipping down my cheeks.He ignored Daniel, who had collapsed to the ground, and ran straight toward me.Slipping off his coat, he wrapped it tightly around me, his eyes scanning the marks on my arms and the cut on my forehead. His face was ashen. "Who did this?"Henry's legs went weak, and he stammered, "Who… Who are you? This is a school. You can't—""I am Serena's father."I pointed toward Daniel and Clara.A few bodyguards moved immediately, pinning them down and searching them.Within seconds, a dark brown folder slipped from Daniel's clothes.My father took it and held it up for everyone to see. "Look closely. This private jet was personally gifted to Rena by me and her mother."Henry's face drained of color as he stared at the seal and name on the document, his lips quivering silently.The crowd erupted."Oh my god! It really is her jet!""She owns more than a dozen private jets…Who exactly is she?""So,
My Friend, the Fake Rich Kid Chapter 4 Shattered Trust
Clara nestled into his arms, pretending to be timid. "Dan, do you think this is—"Daniel cut her off, running his hand through her hair with a look full of affection. "After everything you've been through, this little lesson is nothing."Everyone around them fell silent, afraid to make a sound.I glared at Daniel, speaking each word like a blade. "Ten years of friendship… Does that mean nothing to you? Daniel, let go of me. I'm willing to forgive and forget. But if you don't, you'll regret it."He paused, a shadow of something unreadable crossing his eyes. "Regret? You didn't think about that when you hit Clara. Raise her higher."The ropes tightened suddenly; my feet were bound to the landing gear, and my body was lifted off the ground. The sudden weightlessness made my heart skip a beat.They hoisted me even higher, and I swayed in the air like a rag doll in the wind. My torn clothes hung in tatters. The freezing wind cut through me, leaving me exposed and shivering.I cried o
My Friend, the Fake Rich Kid Chapter 3 He Protected Her
Daniel's gaze landed on Clara first.When he saw her swollen face and the blood at the corner of her mouth, his expression dropped like a stone. "Clare!"He rushed over, gathered her into his arms, his voice raw with worry. "What happened? Who did this to you?"Tears spilled from Clara's eyes as she sobbed, barely able to breathe. "Dan, she's lost her mind. She pretended to own the jet and then hit me."Only then did Daniel look up at me. He looked flustered and, as if on instinct, turned away."I'm in so much pain." Clara gasped. "What if I'm disfigured? What will I do then?"Daniel smoothed her cheek. When his eyes fell on the phone smashed into pieces on the ground, his features settled into composure.He looked at me with utter disgust. "Serena, how did I never realize you were capable of something this cruel?"Watching him protect Clara felt like an invisible hand crushing my heart until I couldn't breathe."Cruel?" I managed, laughing through my tears. He had once leap
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