The hall went a bit silent. Everyone was waiting for Mr. Humble Bunny to identify himself so that due recognition and praise would be ushered. But they waited and waited, and Nathan said nothing and did nothing. He remained silent and watched everyone search for him. He simply smiled and let mysteries remain mysteries, at least, for the time being. For some reasons, he did not desire to be identified as Mr. Humble Bunny just yet. He still had a lot on his plate. But Nathan was grateful to have made such donations to support the needy worldwide. He only wanted to add a bit of drama to his donation, and that was the reason why he summed up all the donations of Dave, Anastasia and Charles and made the exact same amount of donation. It would spice up the event and attract more guests for further events. “Okay, it looks like our generous donor, Mr. Humble Bee has decided to remain anonymous, and I must say, that is truly humble as his name implies. He is truly noble. Please, let's gi

“Oh, hi, Amanda. What a surprise. The event is still ongoing.” Nathan said and gave off a mature smile. “Um.. hi, Nathan. Yeah. They are um.. simply making closing remarks. So, I.. you know.. came to see you off!” Amanda stammered. Nathan chuckled. See him off? Why? When did that start? Well, just a few seconds ago. “I appreciate your care, Amanda. Now, I have to get going. And you also need to get back. Your boyfriend must be waiting for you!” Nathan said and smiled. “Umm.. no no. It’s fine. So, um.. I see things are working just fine for you now. It’s cool!” Amanda said. Nathan understood her reason for being here and what she wanted. He was no fool. She now has a boyfriend and he has to respect that fact. He wouldn’t want to pry into the relationship of two people. “Well, Amanda, hard work does pay, doesn’t it? And oh, things have always been working for me. I mean, I had everything I needed; my loved ones. I only had to change the trajectory.” He responded. Amanda

Nathan was shocked to his bones as he saw those images. He couldn’t believe his eyes. He looked up at the principal. He looked through her eyes and read her expression. She wasn’t so convinced that the young man sitting before her was truly capable of such a hideous crime. “Come on, Mrs. Heather, you do not possibly believe this, do you? This is a fake image. It is clearly a photoshopped image. Why would I ever loot a car? It is not even possible!” Nathan explained. “I believe you are telling the truth, Nathan. But belief is not enough. The company reached out to us today and informed us that the very car you drove to the gala last night was a stolen property and they have no record of selling that car to any individual.” Mrs. Heather kindly explained. “This is ridiculous. I…” “Hold it there, young man! You are a thief and a liar. Everything you say and do is fake. Is it even possible for a student as broke and incompetent as you to be able to purchase a car worth $900 Millio

“Oh my goodness! This is absolutely insane!” “Damn! This isn’t happening, is it?” The following day at school, a viral news spread across all the universities in London. Everyone was tweeting and making videos about it. See Dave who had spent the previous night partying with the team got high and slept in the bar. He woke up late and quickly had to drive back home to prepare for school. This resulted in his coming late to school. As soon as he got to school, everyone began to act strangely while looking at him - his shoes -. Previously, they would look in admiration of the Diamond Bunny shoe worn beautifully on his feet. But today, their reactions were rather unusual. They looked at it in disgust and he didn’t know why. Dave quickly met up with his gang and demanded the reason for the unusual behaviour from everyone. “Take off your shoes bro! Now! Put these on.” Draco began and tossed a normal sneakers to him. “The fuck you mean ‘take off your shoes’? These are worth $5 M

The morning was a beautiful one for Nathan. He slept well and did not bother waking up to prepare for school as he was under suspension. He actually needed to have a good night’s rest. He had the most busy month of his entire life. As soon as he was out of bed, he walked into the kitchen to prepare himself a cup of coffee. He looked at the world through the facade of his window and he admired the serenity that lavished his mighty home. It was empty, really empty. Sometimes, he would even hear his own echoes when he made calls. He needed people around. Despite the fact that he loved living in solitude, it was mentally exhausting. He thought about his friends, Marcus and Neil. He understood their feelings and chose to see things from their perspectives. They had every right to be angry. He never told them who he was and how he got his wealth. He wished they would understand that he despised attention and he only desired to keep his wealth a secret. How would they react if he just