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With a heavy heart, he turned his gaze to Sally.

"Why did you have to do this?" he said, his voice filled with sorrow. "I always thought you were a good student, someone who excelled in both character and academics. I sponsored your education because I wanted you to have a bright future, not to turn into a selfish, underhanded person."

"Selfish? Underhanded?" Sally let out a bitter laugh, tears welling up in her eyes, her gaze burning with hatred as she glared at me. The look in her eyes was enough to make you think she wanted to grind my bones to dust.

"Why shouldn't I use any means necessary?" she spat. "I was born with nothing! Everything I've had, I had to fight for. And no matter how hard I try, I can never match her—she just has to say a word, and it's all handed to her!

"Rachel has had everything since the moment she was born. She has a rich and happy family. When I saw her room in your villa, the jealousy in my heart grew like weeds in a field. All I wanted was a little
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