They Used My Face To Catfish Rich Men, So I Took Them For Myself Chapter 01

They Used My Face To Catfish Rich Men, So I Took Them For Myself Chapter 01

The moment I finally convinced myself to rely on a wealthy older man to survive, I started seeing comments floating across my vision.

[This cannon-fodder supporting girl is so stupid. Every single one of her roommates had been pretending to be someone else online while using her photos, and she’s over here planning to rely on someone else just to survive instead.]

[She pays a devastating price for that decision and loses everything.]

[Gotta hand it to our heroine, though—she’s smart. Not only does she do it herself, but she also gets the other two roommates involved so the side chick won’t find out.]

[The funniest part? The three rich guys are childhood best friends. They were all dating behind each other’s backs. If they’d ever compared notes, it would’ve been game over.]

[And they all end up falling for the heroine anyway, which proves they weren’t after the side chick’s face—they were after the heroine’s personality.]

Behind me, my three roommates were showing off the designer gifts their online boyfriends had sent.

Jessica Torres, the one who always acted like she ran our dorm room, suddenly called out to me and raised her phone.

“Sophie, make a heart for me.”

I looked into the camera and smiled sweeter than I ever had before.

If they were using my photos, then the catches belonged to me too.

Fair and square.

***

[Jessica just sent that photo to Graham Covington. He’s thrilled—he sent another five grand for her to buy the new iPhone and whatever else she wanted.]

[Graham isn’t just some rich trust-fund kid; he’s also from a political family. This kind of money is nothing to him. Not that it matters—it all ends up with our heroine anyway.]

I glanced at my own phone, its screen cracked like a spiderweb.

One photo for five thousand dollars. I had to admit—I was jealous.

Jessica should have been happy about the money, but instead she let out a startled yelp.

The other two roommates rushed over to ask what was wrong.

Jessica shot a pointed look in my direction, trying to be subtle about it.

Lily Harrison, who was closest to me, cleared her throat. “Sophie, are you heading to the dining hall? Could you grab me a sandwich?”

Ever since the three of them started their online relationships, they’d looked down on the campus cafeteria and ordered from upscale restaurants through Uber Eats instead.

If the school didn’t have a mandatory dorm policy, they’d probably have moved off-campus by now.

Lily was obviously just looking for an excuse to get rid of me.

Without a word, I slipped an empty Starbucks cup into my sleeve and played along, heading out the door.

The moment it clicked shut, I pressed the cup against the wood and put my ear to it.

Jessica’s voice came through, unmistakably panicked.

“What do I do? CY asked to meet up again.”

“This is the third time. If I say no again, he’s going to get suspicious.”

Jessica had been bleeding Graham Covington dry for over a year now—more than a dozen designer bags alone, plus countless other gifts.

For her birthday this year, he’d even given her a custom Tiffany diamond necklace worth a small fortune.

She’d gotten too comfortable with that lifestyle to let it go.

Compared to her, Lily stayed relatively calm and started brainstorming.

“How about you say yes for now, and then later bail by claiming a roommate emergency? Rachel and I can back you up.”

Jessica clung to the idea like a lifeline and thanked her over and over.

With the problem solved, the three of them went quiet, but the comments were buzzing.

[Our heroine is such a genius—she’s clearly the brains of this operation.]

[Those two should be worshipping her. Without her, they wouldn’t have any of this good life.]

[At least all three male leads end up falling for her in the end, so those two freeloaders have to give everything back.]

Finally, I could confirm it. Lily Harrison was the “heroine” the comments kept talking about.

And the old man I’d almost given myself to? She was the one who had set us up.