The Billionaire They Bullied
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On my first day at St. Clair University, my roommate Lysandra laughed at me in French.
Wrapped in designer logos, she called me a nobody who did not even recognize luxury perfume.
She thought I could not understand her.
She was wrong. French was my first language.
I was also Iris Russell, the hidden heir to the Russell Group.
But I kept that to myself.
Then Lysandra set me up at a Michelin-starred restaurant. With the manager's help, she placed a fake $450,000 bill in front of me and demanded humiliating photos to erase the debt.
They expected me to break.
Instead, I opened my phone and started a livestream.
By the time Lysandra learned who I was, the whole internet had seen her trap.
Wrapped in designer logos, she called me a nobody who did not even recognize luxury perfume.
She thought I could not understand her.
She was wrong. French was my first language.
I was also Iris Russell, the hidden heir to the Russell Group.
But I kept that to myself.
Then Lysandra set me up at a Michelin-starred restaurant. With the manager's help, she placed a fake $450,000 bill in front of me and demanded humiliating photos to erase the debt.
They expected me to break.
Instead, I opened my phone and started a livestream.
By the time Lysandra learned who I was, the whole internet had seen her trap.
















































