They Called Me “The Whale”-But the Head Cheerleader Chose Me for Prom. Twenty Years Later, Fate Gave Me a Chance to Repay Her

blinked.

“What is this?”

“One hundred thousand dollars,” Ethan said.

I immediately pushed the case back toward him.

“For what?”

“For three months.”

My body went rigid.

“What?”

“Three months of silence.”

Anger surged through me.

“You think you can buy me?”

“No.”

His voice remained calm.

“I think I’m asking something difficult, and I believe you deserve compensation.continue reading …