The Billionaire's True Heiress From Fake Jewel to Real Crown novel Chapter 998

He also had the highest fail rate of anyone in their year.

The dorm got deep-cleaned once a week, but not by the roommates—Finley paid a professional to do it.

So, whenever Finley spoke up, Quinton usually backed down.

But maybe the pressure had finally gotten to him.

This time, he didn't back off.

"Who says I used his account to steal money? Where's your proof?"

"If you don't have proof, I can sue you for slander!"

"I just used his laptop to check my portfolio. What if someone else snuck in while we were out?"

"Have you ever thought about that? We leave the door unlocked all the time. Anyone could have done it!"

"Why are you all zeroing in on me? Just because I'm broke?"

Quinton was practically shouting, his face flushed with panicked anger.

Finley Ashford raised an eyebrow, clearly caught off guard by the outburst.

He stared at Quinton in amusement. "Are you feeling guilty?"

"I have nothing to be guilty about, so stop spouting nonsense!" Quinton retorted, desperately trying to project confidence.

But the harder he tried, the more obvious his bluff became.

Gavin had already suspected him, and this frantic defense only cemented it.

"Gavin, you don't actually believe him, do you?"

Quinton's face paled.

Gavin met his gaze steadily. "Quinton, if it was you, just give the money back. I'll go down there and explain it was a misunderstanding."

"If it wasn't you, then I'm giving those girls the green light to call the cops."

"Someone used my computer, and it's not just about the money—it's dragging my name through the mud."

"I have to clear my reputation."

Right on cue, Gavin's phone buzzed. It was Claire.

"Did you find the guy?"

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