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was suspicious of people he didn’t know. If she asked Olivia and Morgan for money, she risked losing his
trust. She glanced at the screen. There was the folder in the right-hand corner of the desktop. Spencer,
College.
She slowly opened the folder and then the PDF. All the information she needed was there. The account
was
in her name. Olivia had said that once Morgan met her, he’d love her. He’d probably reimburse this
account
ten times over.
“We don’t need my mother to be involved,” Spencer said. “I have an account in my name I’d like to use.”
“Okay,” Michael said, not missing a beat. He probably dealt with rich city kids with their own accounts
all
the time. Spencer read Michael the numbers on the screen, her voice quivering. Michael repeated them
back to her, and then told her all he had to do was call the landlord and they’d be set. They made
arrangements
to meet in front of the building at 4 P.M. on Monday so Spencer could sign the lease and collect the
keys. After that, the apartment would be hers.
“Great,” Spencer said. Then, she hung up her phone and stared blankly at the wall.
She had done it. She had really done it. In mere days, she wouldn’t live here anymore. She’d be a New
Yorker,
away from Rosewood for good. Olivia would come home from Paris, and Spencer would be adjusted to
city life. She imagined meeting Olivia and Morgan for casual dinners in their apartment and fancier
dinners
at the Gotham Bar and Grill and Le Bernardin. She pictured the group of new friends she’d make, people
who loved going to art exhibitions and benefits and didn’t give a shit that she had once been pursued by
a
bunch of jealous losers who called themselves A. When she thought of the boys she’d meet, she felt a
twinge
of sadness—none of them would be Andrew. But then she thought of how he’d treated her today and
shook