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Chapter 2The Entitled Girlfriend

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It turned out the passcode had been changed—to Mia's birthday.

The reason? Mia complained that the passcode Liam and I originally set was too complicated and she couldn't remember it.

I was honestly speechless.

Why on earth should the passcode to my house be changed just because she couldn't remember it?

But figuring this was our first time meeting, I didn't show too much emotion.

It wasn't until I walked inside that I realized changing the passcode wasn't even the craziest part.

The craziest part was—my brother actually swapped my room with his.

When my parents bought this three-bedroom place, my dad explicitly stated that the master bedroom with the en-suite bathroom was for me, since I was a girl and it would be more convenient.

But now, what was supposed to be my room was piled high with a stranger's clothes.

I scanned the room, then walked into the en-suite bathroom. Seeing the state of it, I almost laughed out of pure anger.

The expensive skincare products I had left here were all completely empty. You didn't even have to guess to know who used them.

Changed my passcode, took my bedroom, used my skincare.

Wasn't this girl crossing a line?

Noticing my displeasure, Liam immediately switched to suck-up mode, sidling over: "Chloe, I'm so sorry. Mia and I have been staying in your room lately. But you've barely stayed here a few times this whole semester, and I thought it was a waste to leave such a big room empty."

Liam kept apologizing with a forced smile, while Mia sat in the living room eating fruit, acting as if no one else was there. She didn't show the slightest intention of apologizing for taking over my room and using my things.

Seeing this, I looked at Mia with a fake smile: "Could you please let me know when you finish someone else's skincare products in the future? Otherwise, what am I supposed to use tonight?"

Hearing this, Mia finally lifted her eyelids. Her tone was dripping with passive-aggression: "Sorry about that, Chloe. If you really care that much about those little sample sizes, I'll just have Liam buy you new ones."