The silence in the mansion was a heavy, suffocating velvet. In the center of that void, Austin remained motionless, staring at a carved wooden cradle. He had built a corporate empire, but he couldn’t buy a single “hello” from his six-month-old son, Samuel.

Ever since Samuel’s mother, Liana, died in childbirth, the boy had been a “spiritual desert.” Doctors called it “neonatal trauma.” Austin called it agony.

The New Roommate

At the university, my roommate, Chloe, was a professional “Green Tea” girl—manipulative, playing the victim to get what she wanted. On her first day, she stood before the class in a faded t-shirt, tearfully claiming she was an orphan who grew up in freezing foster homes. She captivated everyone, including the dean.

I saw right through her. I knew the “faded t-shirt” was a calculated move to look poor while subtly showing off her figure to the guys. I decided to pull her down from her pedestal.

I moved into her dorm room, bringing luxury brand bags and high-end gifts for our roommates to establish my position as the “wealthy, generous one.” While everyone praised Chloe for being “pure and hardworking,” I noticed she was actually lazy and spent her nights out with various guys.

The Scholarship Scheme

The drama peaked when our dorm leader, Maya, came home crying. Her boyfriend, Justin (the class president), had pressured her to give half of her hard-earned scholarship money to Chloe, claiming Chloe “needed it more” because of her background.

I stepped in. During the award ceremony, instead of letting Maya give up her money, I walked onto the stage. I announced that as vice president, I would personally donate $5,000 to a “Progress Fund” for students—but with one condition: it only applied to those who hadn’t failed any classes. Chloe, who had failed three subjects, was instantly disqualified. The dean and Justin were forced to match my donation to save face, leaving them fuming.

The Web of Lies Unravels

Maya eventually broke up with Justin after discovering he was secretly seeing Chloe. Chloe had been playing the victim, telling him we were “bullying” her because we were jealous of her beauty.

I decided to fight fire with fire. We leaked screenshots of Chloe’s private messages to the entire class group chat. It turned out Chloe had several “big brothers” she was scamming for money. One guy was paying her rent, another bought her a laptop, and a third—my own boyfriend at the time, Victor—was secretly picking her up in his Lamborghini.

The scandal was explosive. Chloe was ostracized, and Victor was forced by his wealthy parents to dump her to avoid a family scandal.

The Final Move

Chloe didn’t give up. She tried to become a “lifestyle influencer,” gaining followers by playing the “strong orphan” card again. But I had a bigger bomb to drop.

I tracked down two elderly people from a rural town: Chloe’s actual parents. It turned out she wasn’t an orphan. She had stolen $3,000 from them and run away four years ago. We brought them onto a popular live stream to expose her.

At the same time, evidence surfaced about Chloe’s past. Years ago, she had framed a brilliant student named Leo for “assaulting” her just so she could steal his spot for a prestigious university scholarship. Leo, the boy I had loved since we were kids, had been so traumatized he ended up in a coma after a suicide attempt.

Justice and Healing

When I finally confronted Chloe, she went into a manic rage, admitting she ruined Leo’s life because he wouldn’t “share” his success with her. She was eventually institutionalized after a mental breakdown.

My mother, a powerful CEO, finally ended her relationship with a man named Gary (who had also been secretly seeing Chloe). For years, I had been the “rebellious daughter” because I felt neglected, but this ordeal finally brought us closer.

I went to the hospital to visit Leo. He had been in a vegetative state for over a year. I sat by his bed, holding his hand. “I got justice for you,” I whispered.

For the first time, a tear rolled down his cheek. His fingers twitched against my hand. He was finally coming back.