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I will no longer be the freak who has no reaction to boys.

I am about to become a completely normal woman.

Wait.

With a man?

Liam, no tongue.

Are you serious?

We've dated three times and you won't even give me a French kiss No, that's

not what I mean forget it just

Sorry,

I'm just a

bit a bit off seriously, you can't even handle that No,

sorry, I just

I don't think we're really a good fit.

Mom.

Bring your excellent boyfriend to the family dinner this weekend.

He is busy. Next week I will... Harper, my patience is limited.

If I don't see him this weekend, I will cut your apartment rent and make you

move back home under my rules.

Don't cut my rent.

I will bring him.

Harper, I do not want Mrs. Rovers and her crowd using your lack of a boyfriend

to attack me at my dinner party.

Do you have any idea that they've been saying behind our backs that we, mother

and daughter, are freaks who can't attract men?

And on top of that, they keep parading their sons-in-laws in front of me over

and over again. Never!

Why can't I do it?

I was so close this time.

Clearly, I had the highest rated guy on campus.

Why is it still not enough?

Sex? That's just animal instinct.

Why can't you do it, Harper?

Why do you always have to bring shame?

To your family?

Animal instinct?

Harper, like you even deserve to have desires?

Forcing yourself to lose your virginity using a scorecard?

How much of a cold-blooded machine are you?

Liam, looks B.

Kissing sensation?

Extremely nosing?

Shut up! It's none of your business!

Oh my god, you guys, listen to this. Liam, looks B.

Kissing him? Ew, extremely nosy. Give it back!

She rated every guy on campus and still can't get one. Lose my virginity?

Progress? Zero.

She's literally writing a to-do list to get laid?

How pathetic is that? Freak loser!

What's wrong, Harper? Can't even fake being normal?

Freak loser!

Do you want this paper to appear on my sister's social media?

What exactly do you want?

What do I want?

That is a question.

I want... The next time you go on a date...

I have to be there.

You have to invite me.

Why?

Invite you over to ruin my date?

Carly, can you just stop torturing me?

Torture?

No, no, no.

Watching a machine learn how to date humans, isn't that fun?

Make sure you remember, otherwise the contents of this note might just appear

somewhere famous.

I must choose an absolutely safe, accommodating man and finish the task

quickly.

As soon as she gets bored, she will toss me away like trash.

Mason.

An empath immersed in self-affection.

He assured me in his messages that he doesn't mind my aversion to physical

contact. This kind of self-righteous nice guy will obediently keep a safe

distance. making him a perfect marry-a-meet.

I hope tomorrow I can successfully get rid of her.

So I just interrupted that professor?

Harper, you know, there are so few real feminists like me nowadays.

Meeting me is absolutely the best arrangement for you.

Yes, that is very insightful, Mason.

Harper, you are not being a good girl.

Hi, I'm Mason. Do you need anything?

Iced Americano? Or try the signature dessert here? It's always been like

this. As long as the Sutton sisters appear, all the light is easily stolen

by them. I should be used to it.

Sure. Did you know Mason?

Harper was so clumsy in high school.

She wouldn't even look boys in the eye at parties.

I see. No wonder she's always so tense.

No wonder she's always so at parties.

We usually just don't catch.

Mason is a nauseating hypocrite, and Carly is the nemesis I want to escape

most. But watching this man inch closer to her, an uncontrollable displeasure

rises in my heart. I don't know why.

I hate Carly so much, but I just don't want...

and absolutely cannot stand other guys touching her even for a second.

Hey, can I get your handle?

Hey guys, give her some space.

We are having a private conversation, alright?

These guys are so rude.

You must deal with this kind of annoyance a lot, right?

Harper, you're sweating cold.

Are you okay?

I'm fine.

Thank you.

Since you're unwell, why not go home and rest?

As Carly's friend, I want to stay and chat with her more to help you expand

your network.

Alright, Carly.

Honestly, I really thank Harper. Otherwise, we wouldn't have met in this

cafe. Where were we?

Honey, I don't go for guys with penis on them.

Wait, don't go!

Get out of here immediately.

And stay away from Harper.

Mom, I really can't get along with guys.

I really... If you don't even have this basic social skill, I will cut off your

apartment rent immediately.

Mom, please listen to me.

Shut up!

Don't let me hear this weak and pathetic voice of yours ever again.

What?

Dumped by a fake idiot and hiding here crying?

You really are always this charmless.

Sorry.

I'm sorry.

My loss of control last night was like an inexplicable dream.

I must find Carrie and apologize for crossing the line.

Hey, look!

Isn't that our little blockhead who can't even keep her date from slipping

away?

I heard that guy last night would rather stay and watch Carly drink water than

touch you.

Makes sense, though. With your flat body like a middle schooler.

Who would have an appetite?

Speak up.

Are you mute?

Carly, please help me. Just one word is enough.

Sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going.

Hey, take it easy.

Are you okay?

Did I hurt you?

I'm fine.

Thank you for helping me.

I'm Hunter.

You look like you've been crying.

If you run into trouble, you can tell me.

Thank you.

My name is Harper.

I don't like frat parties.

Too noisy.

I prefer to write things down in a schedule and do things according to a

plan.

Me too.

Having a plan makes people feel safe.

I have an important game tape to review tonight.

I bought fresh basil and tomatoes.

Planning to make pasta myself.

Would you like to come over?

Just a quiet dinner together.

Star Quarterbake?

Gentle guy, meticulous planner.

Finally. I've finally found the one who matches me perfectly.

I knew it. As long as I analyze and plan, I will always succeed.

That look.

Filled with envy, and even carrying a hint of warning.

Why? Why is it always you sisters who soak up everyone's attention while I'm

the one you pick on? Don't you want me to share any of your spotlight?

But I will anyway.

I would love to, Hunter.

See you tonight.

A clean worktop?

Doesn't look like it's ready for a date at all.

You haven't started preparing the pasta yet?

Pasta?

Drink some of this. It'll help you relax.

You look too wound up.

I don't drink.

I think we should just watch the game first.

What's so good about the game?

You went out of your way to say yes to me.

Isn't it just for right now?

Hunter, stop!

This is not in my plan! If you just want someone to watch the game with, I can

stay. If you want something else, I am leaving right now!

Plan? You came back to my private apartment with me, and now you are

talking about boundaries and plans?

Oh no! Oh no!

I'm sick!

Let me go! Get away!

Stop playing hard to get.

When you and Blair mocked me together during the day, why didn't you save me?

Are you proud to watch me be treated like a joke? Are you proud of yourself?

You can push me away at any time, Harper.

Otherwise, you will never have the chance to run away again.

You were the one who provoked me first.

And you dare question me?

Time for a little punishment.

I can't answer. This is not in the plan.

Answer the phone.

Tell her where you are right now.

That was a mistake just now. If my mom finds out, she's gonna take away

everything from me.

A mistake?

You leaned in first and now you tell me it's a mistake?

Everything that happened tonight was a mistake.

Let's pretend we never met.

You left your scarf downstairs at that idiot's place.

Come to the studio at 8 tonight to get it, or I will personally wear it to see

your mom.

Where

is

my scarf?

I'll leave as soon as I get it. I can't mess up the gala this weekend.

Not mess up?

Taking your bunch of failing idiots to fool your mom?

I will always find a date who can handle her. This is my business!

Julian.

Top male model, elegant speaker, and he is gay.

What are you showing me this for?

He can be your perfect shield.

Not even Blair can find a flaw.

You wouldn't help me for nothing?

What do you want in return?

Give it back!

In exchange for the three days before the gala, you have no plans.

You belong to me.

Are you treating me like a toy?

A toy doesn't have the right to refuse, but you do.

You game?

Oh, sorry. My bad. You okay?

It's too loud here! I don't belong here! Let's go!

Lesson one, stop performing.

No one knows you here.

What are you doing?

Move!

Did I look like an idiot just now?

See, when you don't pretend to be a robot, you are much prettier.

Why? Am I not allowed to?

No.

I want you sober and willing to kiss me.

Julian, this champagne is excellent, isn't it?

This backless design is too exaggerated.

My mom is going to flip when she sees it.

Go try it on.

This scale is just enough to make your mother feel you are showing charm. She

won't find faults.

Excuse me, could you come in and help me with the zipper?

It's stuck.

Are you crazy?

Julian is right outside.

Turn around.

I'll help you.

Stop.

Don't do this.

Tomorrow night, he can hold your hand.

But you must always remember, under this beautiful dress, whose you really are.

Julian, I've heard a lot about you.

Harper finally made a correct choice.

Mrs. Vance, the honor is mine.

Julian, I heard you were in Paris recently.

Why would you suddenly attend such a boring gala?

He just finished a shoot. Didn't your roommate in Paris come with you?

Blair put away your interrogation games.

Julian is Harper's VIP guest.

What's wrong?

Nothing. The knife slipped.

Harper, regarding the trust fund shares for the second half of the year, have

you and Julian discussed how to handle it?

We... haven't had time to... Harper, what's wrong with you?

What are you hiding?

Are you crazy?

My mom was staring at me just now. She almost saw it.

He looks at you in the wrong way.

What?

Isn't he gay?

Why did he have his arm around your waist when he took the drink for you

just now?

Carly?

Are you jealous right now?

I don't like you smiling at him.

I don't like you sitting next to him.

This is the game rule you set yourself, Carly.

I'm breaking it now.

Then don't let me go back.

Harper? Are you in there?

I'm here. The door seems to be stuck.

Carly was just helping me find a drop-in contact lens.

I'm going to find Julian now.

What happened on the balcony?

We are not done yet.

No, Blair is already suspicious.

Once my mom finds out, I will lose everything.

This underground status is too dangerous.

I think we need to cool off for a few days.

I'm sorry.

You are still such a coward, Harper.

Since you like your perfect fake boyfriend so much, You just keep

pretending.

Education is the firmest cornerstone of our class. It endows us. No, it requires

us.

What a perfect white dress.

Truly fitting for the pure and flawless good daughter image of our Vance family.

I have no time for your sarcasm right now, Blair.

I'm going on stage in five minutes.

Where did you get these things?

Julian certainly has good taste.

Guess how Mrs. Vance in the front row will reward you if I walk out right now

and hand these to her?

Blair, this has absolutely nothing to do with you.

Give me the negatives.

Or... I'll just walk to the control room and project them onto the big screen

above your head.

Let the whole school see how the perfect daughter of the Vance family spends

money to hire a male asker to deceive people.

I'm going to give you two choices.

Either you hold your head high and go on stage now, and we all enjoy the

wonderful slideshow on the big screen.

What exactly do you want?

Or you pour this glass of wine from head to toe on your tens of thousands of

dollars white dress yourself.

Go out and tell your mom you can't even walk straight.

You messed up. You can't go on stage.

Fine.

I'll pour.

What are you doing?

She is going nowhere.

If you want to post the photos, post them right now.

Harper, who is going to explain this farce to me?

Blair was threatening Harper with photos.

Julian is just a shield to deal with you.

The person Harper is really dating is me.

Harper, tell me this lunatic is lying.

If you dare nod, I will cut off all your cards tomorrow and take you out of here

forever.

I don't know her.

She's a lunatic. She's been stalking me. Mom, I didn't.

It's all over.

The car will be here soon.

Let's go back.

Your speech was perfect, Miss Vance.

But our deal ends here.

What do you mean?

My mom already bought it. Isn't this the result we wanted?

I saw everything backstage.

I also hide myself in front of my family.

I understand the price of survival.

But I would absolutely never let the person I love take a slap for me.

Nor would I, for my own sake, throw her on the ground to be trampled like trash.

You kept your perfect shell.

I wish you a slow rot inside it.

trust fund. I don't want to be the perfect daughter.

I have nothing left.

I am a coward.

I was afraid of losing everything, but now what I...

You think tearing up a broken notebook and crying a little will make me pretend

nothing happened?

Cross this door and you have no way back.

You will be mine for the rest of your life.

Is my sofa much harder than your premium mattress at home?

No, I slept very well. It's very quiet here.

Your hands are shaking so much, you can't even hold your phone steady.

Harper, regret it?

The coffee is too bitter.

Is there any sugar?

I sorted all the brushes.

You won't grab the wrong color when painting.

Wait.

What are you doing? I spent all morning organizing these.

These aren't yours.

The colors on those brushes are meant to be mixed.

Washed clean, they're ruined.

I just wanted to help.

I have to do something.

I can't just stay here.

Stop.

Look at me.

I don't need a maid.

Nor do I need you to turn this place into your mom's sterile morgue.

If I don't do these, what else can I do?

I just want a latte.

Do you even know how to operate this?

What are you doing?

This is the third time you've miscalculated today.

Princess, this isn't a place for you to experience life.

Take off the uniform and get out.

Let's go. Go home.

Moldy garbage here.

What? Didn't your perfect fake boyfriend bail you out?

You gave up tens of millions of dollars, and now you can't even afford a cup of

coffee. How touching.

Pick them up.

Don't dirty other people's goods.

You break it, you buy it.

The register is on the right out the door.

You probably should look at this.

Where did you get this photoshopped picture?

This is not synthesized.

Mrs. Vance, she is with that lunaturk who has a history of mental illness.

Your proud, perfect daughter is now living in a moldy basement, working as a

stock clerk in a used bookstore.

Ms. Sutton, it is not your place to mock the affairs of the Vance family.

Get out.

She thinks cutting off funds will allow her to survive on ridiculous love.

Check on what Carly Sutton has been doing recently.

Yes, madam. I want her to have no place to stand in this city.

The main piece for next week's solo exhibition.

Picked by the gallery owner himself.

Can I take a look?

Not now.

On the opening day, you will wear the most expensive dress and watch from the

front row.

I don't need the most expensive dress.

It's perfectly fine the way it is now.

Miss Sutton, I think our cooperation needs to be temporarily put on hold.

The paintings have all been framed, and the invitations went out yesterday.

Put on hold?

The art market is highly volatile.

After evaluation, we believe your style is not quite suitable for our audience

right now.

Last week you stood in my studio and said these paintings would break this

year's sales records.

I am very sorry.

Who is it?

The three largest sponsors of the gallery jointly withdraw their

investment an hour ago. The condition is that the name Sutton must absolutely not

appear in this gallery.

How exactly did you offend the Vance family?

Is the contract signed?

Should we buy a bottle of champagne to celebrate?

Didn't sign.

I rejected it.

What?

Why?

That owner doesn't understand art at all.

He wanted me to change the tone of the main painting to cater for the market. I

told him to get lost.

I'll take a shower first.

Let's go eat pizza later.

She found us.

Have you had enough of the suffering outside?

Let Carly go.

Her art exhibition has nothing to do with this. It does.

Because she dirtied my property.

The gala early next month.

You move back home, wear the dress I ordered, and attend arm-in-arm with the

fiancé I picked for you.

What if I don't go?

As long as you obediently become my perfect daughter again, I will let that

gallery re-accept that crazy girl's paintings.

Otherwise, she will never hold an exhibition in her life.

Why must you force me like this?

Sign it.

The paint at the supermarket downstairs went up in price again.

As soon as the deposit for next month's exhibition is paid, we'll move to an

apartment with windows.

What are you doing?

Packing up.

Where are you going?

I've had enough, Carly.

What did you say?

I've had enough of squeezing into this moldy basement.

Had enough of eating this paste like noodles every day.

Blair was right. This is absolutely not the place I belong.

My mom forgave me. I'm going home.

You are lying.

You clearly saw that rejection letter.

You know your mom did it, right?

Don't treat me like an idiot. Harper!

I don't care about any exhibition. I just want you.

You don't care, but I do.

Being with you, I'm just gonna be a joke who can't even afford a coffee. You

can't even protect your own paintings!

You can't give me the life I want, Carly. Your love is too cheap!

Miss Vance, the guest gift list for your engagement party requires your

signature.

Give it to my mother's assistant.

She will handle everything.

This is how a perfect puppet should be.

No rebuttals, no surprises, no Carly.

So I told the board, this merger's got to be finalized next month.

Harper, are you listening?

Merger, finalized next month. Yes, Richard.

Mrs. Vance was right.

You are indeed much more sensible now than before.

I'm going to take a call.

The dessert here is good. You can try it.

This dress is very expensive.

But it looks like a high-end enshroud on you.

Julian, please leave.

I don't want to cause trouble.

Cause trouble?

You think you saved the world by returning to your cage like a saint?

I really can't believe you are stupid to this extent.

Her exhibition was held successfully.

My mom kept her promise.

Your mom?

The owner of that gallery broke the contract long ago.

Carly knocked on the doors of underground art galleries one by one,

carrying her paintings herself.

Blair even used her connections to help her.

Harper, in this circle that truly values talent, your mom's power doesn't mean

shit!

Your mom's power is absolutely nothing in this circle.

I thought I was saving her Actually, I was just kneeling to my deepest fear

from childhood She doesn't have the ability to cover the sky with one hand

at all It's me who has knelt for too long

All the media in the city are waiting for you outside.

After tonight, no one will remember your ridiculous rebellion.

Yes, Mom.

After tonight, everyone will not forget.

Good evening, everyone.

I stand here, wearing a dress worth $50,000, standing next to a man I don't

love at all.

Harper, are you crazy? That is not what is in the script.

All of this is just to satisfy my mother's vain desire for control.

Mrs. Eleanor Vance, you threatened me with the trust fund.

Forced me by destroying someone else's future.

You made me feel that without you, I couldn't survive for even a day.

Turn off the microphone!

Pull her down for me!

But the truth is, you are just a pathetic dictator!

You won't get engaged and I don't want a penny from you.

I will not be your perfect daughter anymore.

To hell with your Vance family.

To hell with your Vance family.

I have no money, no car.

But I feel unprecedentedly free.

Screw you.

Miss, the exhibition is over. We are clearing the venue.

I am looking for someone.

The painter went to the back door to smoke a long time ago.

You painted her too bravely.

What exactly does this painting mean?

You haven't told me yet.

A joke.

Carly. Miss Vaults, there is no red carpet here, only broken glass.

You came to the wrong place.

Carly, where are we going for drinks later?

Shut up.

What did you say?

Are you crazy?

Make her leave.

In what capacity are you ordering me?

I'm here to apply for the position of your assistant.

I don't want a salary.

You just need to give me a bite to eat every day.

You don't even know how to wash brushes.

I can learn.

There are no trust funds here.

Know who couture dresses?

If you don't agree, I will keep standing here until you agree.

Where did you put the Ultramarine paint?

Second shelf on the left, bottom tier, in that cardboard box.

Too low. Get it for me.

The cap is screwed on too tight.

Can't open it.

Here.

Did the cash register at the coffee shop bite you?

Scrapped by the edge of a wooden crate while moving inventory.

Looking the way you do now, if your mom or Blair saw you they would laugh out

loud.

Even if they don't come to look, I still have to wash the brushes.

How much longer can you play this game?

Two months? Three months?

I will keep washing them.

I've already paid next month's rent.

You can't chase me away.

You think by doing this I will say thank you?

Boss, I only take the food I deserve.

Ready go

Don't

move I'm not hiding anymore.

I spent three months proving that I can survive on my own

You think I was mad because you had no money

I was mad that whenever you face a problem, your first reaction is always

to push me away.

Never again.

From now on, even if I go to hell, I will drag you down with me.

What are you standing there for?

Come here and eat.

Hurry up and eat.

When you are done, go back, take a shower, and change into something

decent.

Where to?

Are you taking me to see the gallery loaner?

You owe me a real date.

Open and above board, no countdowns, and no need to hide from anyone.

Is this a challenge, Ms. Sutton?