My roommates and classmates piled on. They accused me of throwing my money around, bullying anyone less fortunate, and treating ordinary people—especially scholarship students—like dirt.The accusations exploded online.Strangers across the country joined the abuse. My university expelled me for bringing it into disrepute. My family called me a disgrace and cut me off.With my name ruined and nowhere to go, I survived on food scavenged from dumpsters.Before long, I suffered a fatal case of food poisoning. I died beside the road, completely alone.Trevor, on the other hand, preyed on my parents' guilt until they adopted him. Then he took everything that should have been mine.He appeared at high-profile receptions as the Fairchild heir, looking insufferably pleased with himself.Once, as he raised a champagne glass, he'd declared, "A toast to this truly momentous day!"Fortunately, fate had given me another chance.The Trevor in front of me was still the impoverished student w
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