My Fake Boyfriend Is the School Bad Boy novel Chapter 216

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“You handed me the rank,” Chloe sneered. “You gave up. And now your boyfriend is a criminal. The news vans broadcasted his arrest on the morning channels. Trent pressed charges for the water damage to his car interior. Ryder faces real jail time, Raisa. The elite world is

done with him. He is a joke.”

The insult hit my chest, but I kept my expression blank. I possessed zero control over the police report. I possessed control over my own

reaction.

“Ryder does not care about your world,” I said. “And neither do I. I care about the truth. The science department will test me on Friday. They will see my raw score. They will see you lack the intelligence to hold the top position.”

Chloe’s eyes narrowed into tiny slits. The fake sweetness vanished. Pure venom replaced it.

“You think you can beat me with flashcards?” she asked. She gestured toward my neat stack of index cards.

“I know I can beat you, I stated. I leaned forward, matching her posture. “You bought your grades. You paid tutors to write your history essays. You cheated on the sophomore finals. You possess the money, but you lack the mind. When I pass the tribunal, the board will investigate the sudden drop in my midterm scores. They will uncover your blackmail.”

“They will expel you both, Chloe threatened. Her voice dropped to a harsh whisper.

“No,” I said. “They will expel you.”

Chloe gripped the edge of the table. Her manicured nails dug into the soft wood. The calm, arrogant facade cracked. Panic lived beneath her pristine surface. She knew I possessed the intellect to secure a perfect score on the verbal exam. She knew she stood on the edge of a massive cliff. If the faculty recognized my merit, her entire narrative collapsed. The school board would question the forged contract. They would question the leaked photograph.

“Drop the appeal, Chloe demanded. “Withdraw the petition. Let me graduate at the top of the class.”

“No.”

“If you do this, I will talk to Trent, Chloe offered. She shifted her tactics. She offered another toxic transaction. ‘I can convince him to drop the property damage charges against Ryder. I can keep him out of a jail cell. I can make the police report disappear.”

I looked at her. She used the exact same strategy as Arthur Steinmann. She tried to leverage my love for Ryder to force my surrender. She wanted me to trade my future to save him from the consequences of the elite game.

I remembered Ryder standing in my small living room, soaked from the rain, holding the chewed yellow pencil. I remembered his voice when he told me to fight.

Ryder told me to use my mind,” I said. My voice held iron resolve. ‘I refuse to surrender to you again. I will walk onto that stage on Friday. I will answer every single question. I will take my life back.”

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Chloe stared at me. She processed the rejection. The panic in her eyes faded, replaced by a cold, calculating malice. She realized she could

not buy my compliance. She realized the threats against Ryder’s freedom failed to break my spirit.

She picked up her designer handbag. She slung the leather strap over her shoulder.

“You think you hold the winning hand, Chloe said. She looked down at my scattered index cards. “You think a verbal test will save your

medical track.

“It will.”

“You are naive, Raisa.” Chloe leaned closer. The smell of expensive floral perfume filled the space between us, suffocating the scent of old

paper. “You think I stopped playing the game? You think I let a girl from the slums dictate my future?”

I kept my hands resting on the textbook. I refused to let my fingers tremble.

1 prepared for your little rebellion, Chloe whispered. The malice in her tone felt physical. “You possess a brilliant memory for biology formulas. But I possess a different kind of information. I found something else. Something better than a fake dating contract.”

My pulse spiked. The steady rhythm of my heart turned frantic. I searched her face for a sign of deception.

“You are bluffing,” I said.

“Am I?” Chloe smiled. The expression lacked all warmth. It looked like a mask carved from ice. ‘I spent the last two days digging through the dark corners of the student forum. I hired a private investigator to look into your B-wing friends. I found a massive secret, Raisa. A

secret that ruins lives.”

She took a step back from the scratched wooden table. She adjusted the collar of her cashmere sweater.

Study hard, Chloe mocked. Her voice echoed in the quiet library. “Because the second you open your mouth at that tribunal, I will release the file to the entire school board. I will destroy the one person you forgot to protect.”

Chloe turned around. She walked down the aisle, her designer heels clicking against the faded linoleum floor. She pushed the heavy glass doors open and disappeared into the gray afternoon rain.

I sat alone at the table.

The air in the library felt thin. My lungs burned with every uneven breath. I looked down at the complex calculus equation written on my index card. The numbers meant nothing. The formulas offered zero protection against her new threat.

She found a secret. She hired a private investigator. She planned to release a file to the school board.

I thought about Hugo. I thought about Sofia. I thought about my mother. I tried to figure out who Chloe meant. I tried to identify the target of her incoming strike. The affluent elite did not make empty threats. They possessed the resources to unearth any hidden mistake.

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