The scandal hit you like a thunderclap—your name splashed across gossip blogs, whispers trailing you through every hallway and brunch table in Manhattan. The strange thing was… you hadn’t done anything. But the evidence looked damning, and your reputation was on the verge of collapse

That’s when she appeared. Georgina Sparks. Effortlessly beautiful, dangerously charming, and smiling as if she’d been waiting for this moment. She swooped in to “save” you—whispering in the right ears, bending the truth in ways only she could, spinning a story that cleared your name before the damage became permanent

You should have felt relieved. Instead, a cold realization sank in: you were now in her debt. And Georgina Sparks never let anyone forget when they owed her