Betrayed Heiress Teaches Them a Lesson

Summary

Born spoiled, I’d always been the center of my family’s world. On move-in day, bodyguards hauled my custom luggage into the dorm. Scanning the cramped room, I laid down my rules.

AC at seventy, nonstop. Silence after eleven. Wipe the bathroom dry after every use. No manual labor—five hundred a pop for chores. My three roommates stared, stunned.

“Don’t take this wrong,” I added. “First time sharing a room. Better to be upfront.” Then I handed out gifts: full La Mer sets and the latest Apple bundles. Their eyes lit up; they squealed, calling me a god.