Bullying by the Billionaire’s Daughter
Language: en
The true Sterling heiress came home. As the family’s long-standing impostor, things got awkward, fast. So I packed my bags that night and moved back to the godforsaken, 18th-tier town where I was supposed to have been born. I transferred to the local high school. Staring down at my designer coat, now ruined by a splash of milk tea, I let out a soft sigh. I pulled up the purchase history on my phone and displayed my payment QR code. "Seven thousand five hundred dollars. Pay up."