The Shameless and Invincible True Heir
I'd barely been welcomed back into the inner circle when the fake heir tried to pull me into his little crew.
The other rich kids, of course, couldn't resist messing with me. They pushed me to smoke and drink, treating me like some obedient stooge.
I was pissed—steam practically coming out of my ears. He, meanwhile, put on this innocent act and said, "Hey, go easy on my brother. He just moved back from the middle of nowhere and doesn't know how things work around here. I'll take this one for him."
Everyone ate up his "loyalty," and just like that, my reputation as some clueless hick was sealed.
That day, he was set on dragging me to another rich-kid party. I was about to put my foot down
Bab Populer