Everyone in the class was curious to know who had contributed a huge amount of $50,000.They knew that the only person that could contribute such an amount was Dominic but if it wasn't Dominic then it would probably be the new rising star in the class which was obviously Richard but no one wants to suggest that it was probably Richard who made that contribution.Richard hasn't really changed much except for the fact that he has been surprising them recently with the things he has been doing so although everyone thought that Richard might be the one who made this contribution, they weren't so sure. After all Richard was still the poor waiter that everyone looked down on so why would anyone be so confident that Richard had contributed such an amount of money.After a while waiting for who contributed the money and no sign of anyone coming out or claiming he or she contributed the money, Joe stood up and boldly aired his opinion.“I think Richard had made that donation but he wouldn't st

Richard decided to answer the call.He found out that the caller was James, his grandfather's butler. He was curious to find out why James was calling him during the school period. “Hello James, this is Richard on the call line. I hope everything is alright,”Richard replied anxiously. “Yes everything is alright. Mr Morgan I just requested that he would love to see you anytime soon so if possible your schedule permits you to come over to see your grandfather”James answered. Richard was pleased that it wasn't much of a problem, his grandfather was just missing his present. I wanted to see him. “You know how school schedules can be and how stressful it is so that is why I have not been able to come over lately but I'll make time probably this weekend to be able to come over and see grandfather. I know he will be worried by now because it's really been a long time since he saw me. Please extend my regards to him”Richard replied politely. James hung up the call after talking to Richard

Derrick’s face went pale. Greg and Tom looked at each other in confusion. Richard took another step forward, forcing Derrick to instinctively take a step back. “So before you start making trouble for people who have done nothing to you, maybe you should worry about your own problems. Because trust me… if I know, others do too.” For the first time, Derrick had no words. His jaw tightened, fists clenched, but he knew he had been caught off guard. “Let’s go,” he muttered to his friends, turning away abruptly. Greg and Tom hesitated before following, clearly rattled by what had just happened. Oliver and Charles stared at Richard in disbelief. “Richard… what was that?” Charles asked. Richard simply smiled, picking up the last piece of chicken. “Just a simple conversation.” Oliver shook his head, still stunned. “How did you know about Derrick’s father?” Richard shrugged. “I have my ways.” The two friends exchanged glances but didn’t press further. They knew something about Richard w

Richard understood what he was supposed to do now. His grandfather had given him a task that, though daunting, was necessary. He had to use his free time to visit some of his grandfather’s companies and observe firsthand how they operated. He wasn’t just the heir to a massive fortune—he was expected to understand the intricate workings of the businesses that made up the Morgan Empire. It was a heavy responsibility, and Richard knew that sooner or later, he would have to take charge.But for now, he could enjoy the moment. The meal his grandfather had prepared for him was exquisite—rich and comforting, like the bond they shared. Richard had savored every bite, his grandfather’s joy in feeding him clear in his eyes. They didn’t get to spend much time together anymore, and this rare meal, this rare moment of peace, made Richard feel truly grateful. It wasn’t often that he felt like he belonged somewhere, but with his grandfather, it was different. There was a warmth, an unspoken understan

Richard stood in the queue at the Sovereign Chicken Republic, his thoughts swirling as his classmates continued to mock him. He could feel their eyes on him, the judgment, the ridicule. Yet, he kept his focus, determined not to let them get under his skin. He had been through too much already to let their words break him.Dominic had just finished ordering his meal, and Richard could feel the weight of their stares growing heavier as they waited for him to fail. They were all expecting him to walk away empty-handed, a victim of his own circumstances. They thought he was here to embarrass himself, to pretend he could afford such luxuries. But Richard had a secret they didn’t know—he wasn’t just any waiter anymore.“I don't think there's any need for you to disgrace yourself,” Natasha said with a cold laugh. “We already know you can’t afford this place. It would be better to just go to the manager, apologize, and ask for the job you came here for.”The mockery rang out, cruel and sharp.