Shock kept Badmus motionless and speechless for a moment. He snickered. There was no way.Badmus turned to Angelina again. “I mean Brad Harrier, the winner of the fundraiser event.”Angelina nodded several times. “Yes, of course. He's the reason I called for you. He's over there. Besides, the VC has informed you of what to do while he attends to the important guests,” she explained softly.Badmus regarded Angelina for a moment, then looked at Brad again as if he wasn't seeing him correctly.“I know he did. I'm just not sure you got the right Brad Harrier. Have you confirmed his numbers and details when he came in?”Angelina looked at Brad for a moment. “Would he lie about it?”Badmus found himself relaxing. He laughed though. “Students are fond of doing that. Not even Brad Harrier. I'm sure you don't know his history because you just resumed work here. Brad Harrier isn't rich, I'm so sure of it!” He affirmed, with a smirk.Brad huffed, amazed and shocked.Angelina stared hard at the
Brad smiled softly. “Alright then. What do you need from me then, before the VC shows up?” He muttered and took his seat.Badmus released a relieved sigh. “Thank you,” he muttered. “I will need you to fill in some things here. Since you will be the prince of the school for this year, we need you to provide us with some information,” he muttered, pulled out his desk, and brought out a file. He stretched the file to Brad.Brad regarded it for a moment. There was a little margin beside his name that held the title ‘the princess of the year.’Brad looked up at Badmus again. “Is there a princess of the year? I thought I won the fundraiser event alone.”“Yes, you did. This is also what I was going to explain to you. The committee decided to have a princess of the year as well. And yes, you were the only one that won the fundraiser competition. So, that's why we decided to elect her from a different place.”“Oh, and where could that be?”Badmus nodded quickly, rummaged through his desk, and
Brad smiled softly and looked at the VC. “Nothing. Everything is alright. The only thing I want is permission for me to be absent for a few days, throughout this week especially. My father died and I need to give him the last respect.”“Oh,” the VC's face squeezed into a soft expression. “I'm so sorry about that.”Brad nodded once. “It's ok.”“Well,” the VC brightened up again. “That's allowed. I mean what kind of human being would stop you from giving your father the last request? So, in that case, I won't be taking that as a request. You will have that permission but I want you to ask me for something else.”The VC thought about it quickly. If Brad’s parents were really rich, then that means Brad would acquire the wealth, now that his father was dead. Brad Harrier would be one of the next sponsors of Stanford.He was busy calculating everything I'm his head.Brad was surprised for a moment. “OK then. Another thing that I would like for you to do for me is about people knowing who I
Mick was too shocked to speak for a few minutes. He regarded Badmus for a moment.“Mr Badmus, have you forgotten? Don't tell me Brad has apologised and you have forgiven him?”Badmus chuckled slightly. He suddenly found Mick’s behaviour rude. Even Brad, who was richer than him, wasn't like that.“I assume the suspension wasn’t enough for you,” Brad started suddenly. “Or you wouldn't come here with these people. Not when the VC is close by.”Brad hesitated briefly when Brad said the words. He had no idea that the VC was still around anyway.And if Brad hadn't gone to see him, he wouldn't still be around.Mick looked at Brad for a moment, then at Badmus. “Don't tell me you collided with him because his girlfriend works in Fast tech and she's currently dragging the first position with Sophia on StreamRoll.”Mick heard the news but couldn't really believe it. But now that Badmus was siding with him, he couldn't help but think over to that side.“And for your information, Mick,” Badmus sta
Ned couldn't believe it. “What bankruptcy? Just like that?” Their phones rang at the same time. They both jumped up. “At this moment, we don't even have any supporters, boss. It looks like we might declare bankruptcy,” Cindy advised. Ned watched Cindy for a moment, in shock. It seemed like all that was happening was just a mere dream. Their phones stopped ringing only for it to start ringing all over again. Ned didn't even hear it, he was deep in thought already. He had a lot to think about anyway. The company has always been owned and operated by his parents. Would it just go into bankruptcy like that? Besides, he was enjoying all the benefits of the company that he couldn't even imagine his life without it. Cindy stepped aside to receive the call. She moved closer to him again after some minutes. “Boss. A video surfaced on the internet about you,” she said suddenly, pulling Ned out of his thoughts. Ned gathered his forehead amazingly. “What video?” Cindy hesitated. “Actuall
Sophia stared at her phone again and released a sigh. She was the only one at home because Rose had left for the lecture.Since they go to a different school, Sophia can't go with her.And Sophia was still scared. She didn't want to cross paths with Ned or Vincenzo.Her phone rang suddenly. She jumped up before she stared down at the screen. She released a sigh and picked it up.It was Rose.“Hello Sophia. Where are you? Why aren't you in school? I'm with Nancy and Ann currently.”Sophia sighed. “I started feeling somehow when you left. So, I decided to stay back.”“But you do know that Mr Badmus can fail you for not showing up in his class,” Nancy said from the background.“In fact, there's a gist for you! Are you still coming over?”“No, I don't have any lecture today again,” Sophia lied.“No problem then. We are on the way home. Besides, we are celebrating your achievement. Tell the chef to prepare something for us before we get back,” she muttered and the line went off.Sophia was
“You can't imagine what the VC and other committees have decided on? It should be on the Stanford University website too or has it not been updated yet?” Rose complained.“Wait what?” Nancy muttered.Sophia finally opened the school group and saw it. There were a lot of messages actually, people trying to voice out their opinions.“Wtf! Amazing Fighter identity won't be revealed until later? But why is that so?” “There's going to be a princess? And who can that be?” Nancy voiced out.“Well, the princess and the prince will be revealed later on. I thought only Amazing Fighter won the competition,” Ann contributed.Sophia sighed as she finished reading through. She looked up at her friends. “Actually, I have something to tell you.”The girls looked at her.“Is something wrong?” it was Rose who asked.Sophia bit into the little side of her lips for a moment as she thought about it. “Just as the news had indicated, the management decided to come up with a princess. And one was selected
“All done, boss but will you really be meeting with Ned tonight?”Brad nodded once. “I will deal with everything I'm supposed to deal with tonight,” he assured.Ava nodded once. “The flight has been booked. You will be able to take off after the party. Where you will land and finally take your plane to Italy,” she supplied.Brad nodded once. “Thank you so much, Ava. You can stay behind or go ahead of me. You don't necessarily need to wait for me.”“What about tonight? I should go with you. You are meeting Ned.”“Well, you don't necessarily have to. Besides, I'm showing in front of Ned as someone close to Vincenzo. You shouldn't show up so as not to arouse any suspicion.”Ava nodded once. “Alright. What about the party? Am I not going with you?”Brad shook his head briefly. “You don't have to because I'm not going there as the P-Bold president.”“Alright then. I will leave now.” Brad smiled softly. “I will see you in Italy then because I won't be going to school at all.”Ava stood and