My Poor Roommate is a Billionaire

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respond. He picked up a soda cracker next to his plate, spooned some caviar

morrow." She added, flipping her hair. The lar

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is decision!" The woman spun a

will, didn't you?" The woman stopped

ey in your father's will?" She sneer

old:"Let me make one thing clear: what my mothe

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ng laugh: "Oh? Really? And what's your plan? Rely on th

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black hair lowered her head, her hands clasped together. She glan

I got promoted, but I have

Seraphina, put down her plate of p

s, small but full lips, and a few faint freckles dotted the sides of her nos

t, then said in surprise: "A

"Amy, this is great! It's re

'm leaving! I promised I'd take care of you-a

pset? You got promoted! That's am

and I get promoted! The company was bought out, and positions shi

raphina smiled warmly at her friend, her smile was

, and Seraphina always knew that Amy was some

rough life. She had this easygoing, almost lazy air about her, doing things at her own pace and seld

days. The company has found m

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d someone to split the rent with." Amy said, clas

bly kinda tight... and you know me-I live paycheck to paycheck... I don't have ex

ed Amy had a point. Their financial situa

. Besides the two of them, there was a male roommate who was hardly ever home. Seraph

hat fast?" Seraphina asked, her voice tinged w

up!" Amy replied. Taking her advice, they quickl

position, the weather in Philadelphia, and lif

eet, just big enough for a single bed,

curled up on the bed, wrapped in

been this way-she was slower to adjust to change. Unlike others, She needed tim

imes today, and Seraphina realized that "sorry"

mple words had begun to fi

agging her out of her thoughts. She gla

needs to talk to you-something important. Would you

er message

things to end like this between you

deeply and quickl

ly what Dad did to you back then. An

buzzed again. Reluctantly,

esponded to yo