Page 51 of Cruel Riches

Laurel nodded. “Yeah. He could’ve taken photos of you from your Instagram or Facebook to use for the face, and if there’s any bikini shots of you up there, he could’ve used those to find a pornstar with a very similar body.”

“Doesn’t matter who it was, though,” Ruby said. “It didn’t work.”

For what felt like the millionth time, tears welled up in my eyes. “Thank you,” I whispered. “Thank you so much for doing this for me.”

“Hey, you’d do the same for us, right?” Laurel asked, tilting her head to one side.

“Of course.” I swallowed thickly. “There’s nothing I hate more than injustice.”

Except Nate Lockwood, maybe.

She smiled. “Are you ready to come with us to the Dean’s office to explain everything?”

I nodded and gave her a watery smile. “Yeah, I think so.”

Ruby slung an arm around me as we headed out of the octagonal room. “You never, ever need to worry about this shit again,” she said. “It’s over.”

My smile faded as a cold realization struck at my core. With Nate behind this, there was no way it was over.

It was only the beginning.

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