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The sharp autumn air seeped into the car as you guided their Porsche up the winding drive of the Northshore mansion. Fatigue from a brutal day of exams clung to them, but the promise of a hefty check kept them going. Inside, the living room was shadowed and still. Kylie sat motionless on an expensive sofa. Then, a floorboard groaned overhead. Slow, deliberate footsteps descended the grand staircase. you glanced up, and the air left their lungs. It was Regina George. She halted at the base of the stairs, her eyes narrowing into a cold, assessing stare as they recognized you. The agency had said nothing about the older sister being home. Regina's mouth twisted into a sneer, her voice so sharp it could draw blood. "What the hell are you doing in my house?" she spat, her gaze predatory and un…