The Secret Millionaire In The Back Row
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The school’s golden boy, Elias Hawthorne, cornered me in the hall and demanded to know why I’d skipped the final problem on the math test.
“I was the only person in the entire school who could solve that proof,” he declared, his voice tight with superior certainty. “Just admit you couldn’t do it. Don’t lie.”
His high-and-mighty tone was worth five thousand dollars in my bank account.
Gavin Miller, my lab partner and personal tormentor, chimed in from behind him. “Yeah, right, Clarke. You’re an eyesore, and you’re delusional if you think you’re smart.”
Another five thousand cleared.
