My Fake Boyfriend Is the School Bad Boy novel Chapter 188

My Fake Boyfriend Is the School Bad Boy

Chapter 188 Telling Him About The Blackmail

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Ryder held the stapled packet in his left hand. The pale light from the streetlamp illuminated the thick red marks and the blue ink scribbles covering the paper. His hazel eyes tracked the cramped handwriting in the margins. He read the specific, calculated instructions

I drafted on Sunday night.

The silence in the small bedroom turned lethal. The steady rhythm of the rain hitting the window glass faded into the background.

Ryder lowered the practice test. He turned his head and locked his stare on my face. The protective warmth in his expression vanished. Complete, chilling comprehension replaced it.

“You planned to fail, Ryder said. His voice sounded hoarse. The rough gravel in his tone scraped against the quiet room.

I took a step backward. My bare feet slid against the cold wood floor. I reached out and gripped the edge of the mattress to keep my knees

from buckling.

“It is a practice test, I deflected. The lie tasted like ash on my tongue. “I tried to calculate the grading curve. I was stressed.”

“Do not lie to me.” He closed the distance between us. He stopped mere inches from my face. He held the packet up, forcing me to look at the undeniable proof. “This is a blueprint. You mapped out the exact point deductions. You calculated the precise margin required to lose your rank without failing the entire semester. You took the midterms this morning. What did you do, Raisa?”

I squeezed my eyes shut. I could not maintain eye contact. The shame and the profound exhaustion settled heavy on my shoulders.

“Tell me,” he demanded. The fierce intensity in his voice vibrated in my chest.

‘I wrote the wrong formulas,” I whispered. A single tear broke past my eyelashes. It slid down my cheek. ‘I botched the cellular diagrams. 1 left the final page of the calculus exam blank.”

The stapled packet slipped from his fingers. It hit the floorboards with a soft thud.

“Why?” he asked. The question hung in the air, laced with rising panic. He knew my work ethic. He knew I studied until two in the morning every single night. He knew I valued my perfect grades above everything else in the brick building.

“Chloe found the contract on Friday afternoon,” I began. My throat felt scraped and raw. ‘She confronted me in the cafeteria. She held the photograph on her phone. She read the clauses. She knew we forged the relationship.”

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“You told me she demanded cash.

“I lied.” I opened my eyes and met his devastating stare. ‘She never wanted your trust fund. She wanted the top rank. She wanted the Valedictorian spot. She knew she could not beat my grade point average on merit. She needed me to surrender.”

Ryder tightened his jaw. The muscle ticked beneath his pale skin. He processed the information with his brilliant, calculating mind. The pieces of the timeline snapped into place.

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Chapter 188 Telling Him About The Blackmail

“An ultimatum,” he concluded.

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“She told me to fail the midterms,” I confirmed. She promised to keep the contract a secret if I handed her the rank. She told me if I passed the exams, she would send the photograph to Principal Miller. She promised to trigger your expulsion.”

Ryder stepped back. He ran his bandaged hand through his dark, tangled hair. The medical tape stark white against his dark strands. He paced the narrow length of my bedroom. The tight, confined space could not contain the massive, volatile energy radiating from his

frame.

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