Everyone in my department knew how broke I was. I stayed up all night taking notes for other students just to make fifty dollars. For money, I even swallowed every cruel humiliation Mason Blake, the spoiled heir of a wealthy family, threw my way. Every day, he waved cash in my face and ordered me around. He had even crumpled bills into a ball, tossed them into the trash bin, and made me dig them out. "Ella Reed, are you seriously that desperate for cash? Is there anything you won't do for money?" My younger brother's dialysis bills left me no choice but to endure it. After midnight, I would sneak out to a seedy internet cafe, paint my face with so much makeup that even my own mother wouldn't recognize me, put on a wavy pink wig, and become a provocative livestreamer. Then my top donor offered me fifteen thousand dollars just to meet me in person. The moment I saw that familiar figure sitting in an upscale restaurant, my smile froze. Mason had no idea that the penniless class president he despised was the streamer he showered with money. And I had no idea that the nemesis who humiliated me with cash by day was the shy, innocent top donor who blushed as he promised to take care of me at night.