“Wait, you know him?” Nathan asked surprisingly. Selene quickly lowered her head and bit her lips. “You broke up with me to date this poor rat? Do you even know who he is? He’s an orphan and a brokie. He has no penny and he’s a nobody! I’m fucking sure he has been lying to you just as he lied that he wanted to donate back in school! He’s just a brokie!” Nathan was disappointed, sad and mad. He didn’t know what to feel especially seeing that his ex-girlfriend, Amanda joined in the insult. Turning to Selene, he asked the question. “You know him?” He asked her calmly. “Shut the fuck up and leave this place! You don’t belong here. Look at your clothes and shoes! I don’t even know who let you in here!” Dave roared. Selene's eyes darted nervously between Nathan and Dave, clearly uncomfortable with the sudden tension. She shifted uneasily on her feet, unsure of how to handle the situation. Nathan's expression hardened, his disappointment palpable as he processed Amanda's presen

“Damn! It slipped my mind!” Nathan said as he rushed to finish up the project. “Hey dude. What’s with you lately?” Neil asked Nathan as he copied his answers. “Yeah, man. I mean, you haven’t been around lately. You’ve been acting differently dude. What’s going on man?” Marcus voiced out. Nathan sighed, trying to wrap his head around everything that has been happening in his life lately. He hasn’t been there for his friends since he discovered his newfound wealth. He has been too busy getting his new self to sync with and upgrade the old Nathan. “Look, guys. It’s um.. it’s nothing much. After what Amanda did to me, all I want to do is just stay away from everyone. My life’s fucked up man. I just wanna clear my head!” Nathan feigned pity. He was right, but only to an extent. He for many reasons decided to keep his wealth to himself for the meantime. He hated attention and fame. But soon, Amanda, David, Luxton University and the whole world will know who he truly is! The h

“You are all aware that every year, we host a prestigious inter-university event to promote collaboration and unity among students. This year, I'm thrilled to announce that our university has been selected to organise the event. It's a significant opportunity for us to showcase our talents, network with students from other institutions, and contribute to a noble cause." The class erupted in excited murmurs, eager to learn more about the upcoming event. Their excitement was basically derived from knowing that whenever these events were hosted, they would get to meet and connect with students from various schools and most importantly, they would get to showcase their wealth to over 5000+ students. Professor Dylan continued, "The theme of this year's event will be ‘Empowering Orphans, Building Dreams.' We'll be hosting a charity gala where proceeds will go towards funding educational initiatives for underprivileged children in our different orphanages." “For many years now, the NECA

Nathan turned around and behind him was a lady. A pretty lady. Her appearance was wonderful even in the dimly lit dining room. She wore a uniform. A soft grey T-Shirt complimented by a 3-quarter black cotton skirt, and above her neatly tailored dress, she wore an apron. This could only mean one thing. She was a worker here. Perhaps a bartender or a waitress. So how on Earth did she get his contact? For as long as he could recall, he had not given his number to any soul aside from a few of his course mates. But this lady looked very familiar to Nathan. Nathan strained his eyes as he tried to recollect the details about the lady’s face as it was very familiar. He had seen her somewhere. Was it her enchanting smile? Her humble composure? “Oh, hi, Miss. Do I know you?” Nathan asked mildly. Immediately she went on her knees and began to thank Nathan with so much enthusiasm and gratitude that some people began poke nosing. “I’m Abigail Foster. I am the artist who created the

“You are fired, Draco. Come over to my office after this and claim your sack letter.” The man spoke rashly. Mr. Fernando was a well built man. He was feared by all his workers, young and old. He was known to be a no nonsense man. He even made sure he tolerated no malarkey garbage from his own daughter, Selene. The only people who Mr. Fernando paid his utmost respect to were his clients, customers and his superiors. So, seeing Mr. Fernando dash out of his office in such heat of anger made everyone wonder if truly Nathan was an elite player afterall. “Boss, with all due respect, you have been fooled. This man here is nothing but a scam and a fraud. He stole our membership card and eats our luxurious meals. He should be put in prison!” Draco tried to defend his pride, not wanting to be embarrassed by a ‘commoner’. But his words only angered Mr. Fernando more. “How dare you! The man standing before you has over 80% shares in this company. He is a Reed and he has threatened to s