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Lily, bless her heart, couldn't resist the temptation to step in and speak up for Scarlett. She opened her mouth, trying to brush things off. "Come on now, how much can those game materials really be worth? You heard it yourself—Joyce said she had to grind for them in-game, she didn't buy them.""Well, I'm sorry to say, but here's the valuation report. These game materials are worth 5,000 dollars."I shoved an electronic document in front of them, my voice as cold as a winter morning.This report, prepared by my fellow gamer on the official trading platform, came from a reputable national agency, and it was legally binding.The officer took the report and studied it for a moment before turning his gaze on Scarlett. "Scarlett, based on this amount, you could face a lawsuit. Theft of property over 5,000 dollars carries a sentence of three to ten years, plus a fine. However, you're all students, so I'd suggest you try to settle this outside of court. A private resolution would be best
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The counselor, a freshly minted graduate, sat at his desk, half-heartedly flipping through the materials I had handed him. "You're a university student with no source of income, living off the allowance your family gives. Not only are you addicted to games, but you spend so much money on this one like there's no tomorrow. I'd say everything they're saying is pretty spot-on," he remarked, pointing to the comments on the forum post, his eyes flashing with a touch of disdain. "I spoke with Scarlett," he continued, looking up at me. "I hear you sometimes leave games running during class?" I could only stare at him in disbelief, the fire in my heart growing hotter. "Mr. Bonnie, I came here today because I want you to sort out the problem that Scarlett caused. She damaged my property and then had the audacity to post about it on the forum. Can you—" "Joyce, Scarlett comes from a difficult family, but she still manages to keep her grades high. You should learn from her," he cut me o
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That evening, once I confirmed that only Scarlett was in the dorm, Catherine—dressed head-to-toe in designer brands and holding a flyer—came into our room. She introduced herself as someone venturing into business, offering a luxury item rental service for students. "Although we're students, there are certain occasions that require us to dress the part," she said, winking at Scarlett. Scarlett, eyes wide, eagerly took the flyer from her. The next day, I sent Scarlett on her secret Instagram account a link to an event. "Hey beautiful, will you be going to this exhibition? I heard everyone who attends is either rich or famous. I really want to go, but the entry requirement is a Chanel bag, ugh..." The message was quickly marked as read, and not long after, I received a reply from Catherine: [She came to me to rent clothes. I sent her the process you mentioned, and she had no issues with the contract. But when we got to the part on the rental fees, she started saying she's a poor st
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The photos I had carefully compiled of Scarlett over the past few days were all uploaded, each one tagged with the price of the items she was wearing. Every outfit started at a solid ten thousand. The comments came pouring in like a hammer strike.[Well, who knew? Wearing 10,000 dollars worth of clothes to go out, and here I am, apparently poorer than a so-called 'poor student.'][She's even got a different outfit every time?][Could be fake stuff, right?] I added a few more pictures: contracts Scarlett had signed with Catherine, clearly stating the rental value of each item of clothing she'd worn.[Poor students can even spend hundreds each week renting luxury goods? Damn!][I swear, they said she's poor. The counselor and the class advisor both said it. But her love for pretending to be rich is real…][Is she disguising herself as a rich girl to trap some rich guy?][She's actually quite smart, always topping the class…] Right when I read that last one, the university co
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"Scarlett, did you open my Revista shampoo?" I held up the freshly opened bottle of shampoo, shoving it right under Scarlett Newman's nose, who was busy drying her hair. She stopped and looked at me with a face full of innocence. "I saw it was for repairing damaged hair," she said, shrugging slightly. "My hair's so rough, I thought I'd give it a try. What's the problem?" I took a deep breath, pushing down my irritation, and turned to put the shampoo back in the cabinet. On the first day of university, Scarlett had introduced herself to the class as a poor, countryside girl. Our advisor had kindly urged us to lend her a hand and be more accommodating, so helping her had become a daily routine. But she never seemed satisfied with ordinary things. No, she always wanted the high-end, luxury items, and was constantly asking to borrow them. I placed the bottle back, turned, and looked at her, speaking slowly, one word at a time. "I told you before, you can use those bottles of
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Scarlett's words sent a jolt of panic through me. I rushed over, swiftly closing the game app in the background. "Scarlett, you can use any other apps you want, but don't touch the game. I've been grinding for ages to collect stuff, I'm about to pull from the card pool I've been saving for!" She nodded, took the tablet, and started scrolling through videos. Just then, my phone rang—an important call from a teammate. I stepped onto the balcony to take it. "Mm-hmm, that card's been recorded. I'll send it over to you tonight once I've organized it. The tablet's with my roommate right now, though…" When I returned to the room, I found Scarlett with a look of triumphant innocence, holding up the tablet in front of me. "Joyce, I pulled so many five-star cards for you! You've got to check it out!" I glanced at the game screen and froze, my blood rushing to my head as I saw the glaring zeros next to diamonds and lottery tickets. "Are you out of your mind? I told you not to touc
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