The revelation that Ethan had been planning to exploit me for months made everything feel different. Every interaction we’d had, every casual conversation, every moment when I’d thought he was just another entitled student—all of it had been calculated manipulation designed to give him access to my family’s wealth.
“Where is he now?” Alexander asked, his voice carrying the kind of controlled fury that suggested violence was a real possibility.
“Chemistry lab,” Julian replied. “Probably destroying evidence or preparing for his next attempt.”
“Then we confront him. Publicly. Make sure everyone knows what he tried to do.”
“Absolutely not.” Julian’s response was immediate and firm. “Public confrontations create public scandals, which create media attention, which creates exactly the kind o
