Nine C-Section, Nine Dead Sons, One Escape novel Chapter 10

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My roommate wanted to offload a backup guy from her gaming account onto me, saying he was way too possessive and annoying.

I glanced at the note she’d attached: [Dumb rich guy–hit him up fast].

My eyes lit up, I replied: [Thanks! I love clingy guys!]

Just then, a stream of comments flashed before my eyes.

[LMAO, the evil supporting female lead is making her entrance.]

[She’s just a plot device, the male lead’s gonna go crazy over our goddess Seraphina later!]

[Hurry up and take him on, once he figures out he’s been talking to someone else, he’ll rush back for Seraphina. The tension’s gonna be chef’s kiss!]

So I was just a plot device to stir up drama?

Did that mean I was about to hit the jackpot?

My roommate Seraphina Blake texted: [He’s loaded, sends money over at the drop of a hat, but he’s way too possessive. I’m too lazy to deal with him; he’s all yours.]

Seraphina was the undisputed campus belle of Westin Ivy University, with more guys in her little black book than you could count.

To keep track of them all, she made a bunch of fake social media accounts, posting whatever she wanted without ever worrying about getting caught.

I logged into Seraphina’s account and took a look.

The guy’s display name was straightforward: [6’2AbsHottie].

I scrolled through their chat history, and sure enough, the guy was a total jealous freak. He’d lose his mind if Seraphina replied to his messages too slowly, or if he found out she’d played a game with someone else.

All Seraphina ever had to do was send a few cutesy voice notes, and she’d calm him right down in an

instant.

I tried mimicking her high–pitched voice a couple of times, and it was almost enough to make me

gag.

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More comments popped up.

[This side character’s just a bad copycat, she thinks she can pull off Seraphina’s voice? Please.]

[Just wait for Easton Vanderbilt to transfer the money. This gold digger’s probably never seen that

much in her life.]

Seeing that, my heart started racing.

Like, actual money transfers?

My allowance had run out this month, and I’d been stressing about how I was gonna afford my next

meal.

Ding. [Zelle transfer received: $50,000.]

[Babe, work’s been crazy at the company lately, I don’t have time to game with you. Don’t be mad.]

I tapped accept as fast as I could.

Fifty thousand dollars!

That’s basically my tuition and living expenses for a whole year.

This is insane! In the best way possible.

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I immediately sent a “shoulder massage” emoji sticker, followed by a message: [Thank you, sweetie! Make sure to hit me up when you’re free, okay? Miss you already!]

My phone buzzed again the second the message went out.

[Zelle transfer received: $100,000.]

[That’s the first time I’ve heard you call me sweetie.‘ It sounds really nice. Miss you too.]

My eyes nearly popped out of my head when I saw all those zeros.

100K just for calling him sweetie?

Deal. For that kind of cash, he could be my designated cyber–sweetheart for life.

The comments blew up in an instant.

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[This side character has no shame! Not an ounce of modesty!]

[Easton must think it’s Seraphina calling him sweetie, ugh, this is so infuriating!]

[Disgusting, she’ll say anything for money!]

I couldn’t care less about what the comments were saying.

Phone in hand, I immediately ordered myself the most expensive caramel cream frappuccino on

the menu, extra everything, and a luxury seafood platter I’d been craving for six months.

Being rich felt incredible!

I’d never have to listen to my dad yell at me over the phone for my measly $500 allowance ever

again.

What did these commenters know anyway? When you’re so broke you can’t even afford a meal, modesty doesn’t put food on the table.

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