“What did you just do?” Mick asked, half yelling.
He couldn’t believe what had happened. He stared with eyes gone gobsmacked, at the shattered David Webb.
David Webb is a necklace made of diamond stone. As a result, dropping the necklace wouldn’t make it shatter. Diamonds can only break when excess pressure is being applied.
"See, it's fake or why else would it break? A real diamond doesn’t shatter like that."
Hot anger surged through Mick. "What do you think you just do?" Linda asked in terror. Even though, she couldn’t help but find it weird that David Webb would break so easily. But she was still going to take Mick’s side.
Truly, it was fake but Mick was astonished at the fact that Brad could figure it out. When he got to Miller May, there was a buyer for David Webb already. The manager, after so much thought, concluded to sell the necklace to any buyer who could pay the highest amount for it.
The buyer was no other than Ava, a representative of StreamRoll, a very popular streaming platform among the students. Mick knew that there was no way he could win against her. How could he? The StreamRoll belonged to the Harrier family and so was Fast-tech. fast-tech is currently ranked as number one in the city.
So, Mick had to forcefully let go of it. But it was only one David Webb that was at Miller May and he had promised to get one for Linda. Besides, he had already called the gathering at Outback Steakhouse to flaunt his wealth and he couldn’t afford to call it off.
But how Brad knew was what he didn’t understand.
"How dare I try to pity you by buying you some meal but you chose to turn back on me?"
"Obviously, Mick didn't even know he brought an imitation. How dare you rub it on his face!" One of the students yelled.
They didn't believe it. Perhaps Mick was innocently deceived. Everyone knew Mick was rich. So, there was no way he wouldn't be able to afford a David Webb. Besides, who would buy the latest iPhone and still conclude that he had no money to get David Webb?
Obviously, the iPhone was more expensive.
"Yes," Bertha said quickly. "Coming from a poor guy like you. We all know how rich Mick is. What can we say about a poor and good-for-nothing guy like you, Brad? Can you afford the latest iPhone, can you?"
"Yes! Imagine! He came here to have free food and he dared to say this about the person buying it!" Mercury muttered, with hatred. She was Linda's best friend and has always hated Brad.
Brad scoffed. Mick obviously ordered an imitation because he had no money to handle it all. He didn't understand why people couldn't see that.
Linda was obviously carried away by the phone.
Linda turned to Brad, with an angry look. "Do you know how long I've asked you for a phone while we were dating? You couldn't even afford an iPhone, talk more about the latest one."
Some of the students laughed.
"Wasn't he a cleaner at one of the hotels here? He barely earns 1000 per month," Mick said mockingly.
Brad sneered. "And are you rich?" He directed at Mick.
Mick nodded proudly. "Of course I am," he said arrogantly.
"Then I would like to order more things to eat and drink," Brad said suddenly, stunning the students for a moment.
Mick, on the other hand, was hesitant because his money was from his father. If Brad ordered too much, he might not be able to handle it. And he couldn't afford to lose face in front of the students. So, he was scared.
Then he suddenly had an idea.
He smiled and looked at Brad. "You can order everything you want," he said confidently. "But I won't pay for your part. You will pay for anything you order for."
Mick thought if Brad would pay his part, he wouldn't order expensive things.
Brad laughed. "Ok," he muttered and beckoned one of the waiters closer. "I want ten expensive wines here," he muttered.
Mick's face changed. He had no idea what Brad was doing.
The waiter took a short bow and walked out to get the order.
"What? The most expensive?" Mercury bellowed. "Don't be silly, Brad. You can still change your mind."
Brad ignored her.
David turned to Kevin. "Did Brad win so much lottery?" He asked amazingly.
Kevin was shocked as well. If Brad really did win such money, he believed that he shouldn't use it on such unimportant things. Brad could waste the money and they might start from where they had ended it.
"But well," David shrugged slightly. "It will be amazing to disappoint Mick. He's always boasting and thinking he's the only one on campus," he said excitedly.
The waiter returned with two more waiters, carrying wines as well as the machine for payment.
"So, this is our most expensive wine, Chateau Mouton Rothschild and it cost 5000 dollars.
Bertha let out a heartfelt laugh. At first, she was scared because of the Royce Rolls that came to get Brad that afternoon.
But at the mention of the price, she knew that Brad wouldn't even be able to afford it. Perhaps he didn't even know it would cost much.
"Cut the trap! You can accept defeat now. Is it not late?" Bertha laughed the more.
"Exactly! It's not possible that he can afford 5000 dollars worth of wine in ten places," Mercury said.
"If he's able to do that, I will kneel in front of him and call him godfather," Bertha said quickly.
The waiter stepped forward with the machine. "The total amount of money is 50,000 dollars. May I have your card?"
Brad hesitated briefly before he stretched out the card to the waiter.
Mick's countenance changed. It seemed to him that Brad knew what he was doing, if not he wouldn't be so certain.
That aside, there was this look of calm on his face.
The waiter inserted the card and stretched it out for Brad to type in his password.
It beeped a red light and the waiter looked up. "Invalid, sir. This card is invalid."
Everyone burst into laughter.
“I said it! There was no way!” Mercury laughed. “He must have stolen the card. He’s not worth all these waits.”“Yes, he’s obviously just in pain. There’s no way he can afford such an amount of money. His salary at the hotel is just 2000 dollars. How then can he afford 50,000 dollars,” Linda snickered.Brad was shocked. He turned to the waiter. “How is that possible? You have to try it again! Or maybe your machine is broken.”At least, he got the card earlier that day. Why would it be invalid?The waiter pulled out the card and inserted it again. He stretched it out to Brad again. Yet again, the card beeped and the waiter looked up at Brad. “It’s invalid,” He announced again.“Brad was bragging. Do you seriously think he can afford it?” Bertha mocked.“Then he needs to apologise to Mick. He’s not his mate!” Mercury muttered.“I support that. In fact, it has to apologise to every student present here,” Linda added. Bertha nodded once. “And call me godmother.”“No, I can’t accept that
Mick stepped out of Outback Steakhouse a few minutes after Brad and his friends left. He had no zeal to continue the party anymore. "Mick!" Linda hurried after him.Even Though Brad spent 50k dollars, Linda still couldn't accept the fact that he was richer. After all, it was Mick that got her the latest iPhone.He had never felt so embarrassed in his entire life and even though he had promised to make Brad pay, he was yet to decide what to do with him. That aside, he knew that he still had to secure his position as the richest guy on campus because of what Brad had done."Are you alright?" Linda asked.The students scurried out of Outback Steakhouse just as Mick opened his mouth to reply to Linda.“You have to do something!” a deep voice yelled, suddenly diverting attention to him. “Do you even know the worth of money in that Supreme card? You know what? I demand to see the manager this instant,” the man fumed.The waiter bowed slightly. “I will do that sir,” he muttered and hurried
Brad was shocked. Just like that?"You will be attended to now, boss," Ava assured and the phone went off.Brad went back to Kevin and David. "Brad, he's unconscious. Is he going to die?" He whimpered.Brad shook his head briefly. "He won't, I promise.""Then why is no one attending to him!" He half-yelled, frustrated.The receptionist moved towards them. She had a cold expression on. "You are disturbing the peace of the patients in the hospital. If you can't keep mute, you should leave.""We can't leave!" David fired back. "It's your duty to attend to him!"The receptionist got even more annoyed. "Leave this instant or I call the security guards to drive you out," she threatened."We are not leaving and that's it! You have to attend to my friend! Nothing must happen to him!" David yelled out.The receptionist scoffed. "Seriously? Then we will see who owns the power," she boasted."And what the heck is going on here?" A deep baritone voice yelled suddenly.They all whirled around to
"What? What are you talking about?" Brad was shocked and confused. The fact that his father headed a mob group wasn't enough but it was his turn to take over.Jude cleared his throat meaningfully. "I will excuse you to talk more," he muttered and didn't wait for a reply before he walked out of the room.Ava looked at Jude until he was out of the room before she turned to look at Brad again. "When your friend was shot, did you notice anything? The car or the people?"Brad nodded once, remembering what he saw. "The number plate had 'Ghost' on it."Ava's eyes went wide with shock. "Shit! I knew it!" She cursed softly.Brad stared at her blindly."We received a piece of news that you were dead. That you were killed by the Ghost," she explained.Brad hesitated as he took the information in. He regarded Ava for another moment as if he couldn't believe it. "What you mean to say is that I was supposed to die? That bullet was meant for me?"Ava nodded slowly."Fuck!" Brad turned away. His min
Mick enjoyed the rest of the night because he knew that his plan to disgrace Brad was instant. The man gave him his business card and Mick was supposed to call him early in the morning so he could take his guardians to Brad's dorm. Mick didn't know who the man really was but he guessed that he was definitely a foreigner with money and power. And he wasn't even worried about who Brad could be. That's it! Brad wouldn't get off so easily. Brad had called early that morning and in fact, gave them some guidelines for getting to the male dormitory. But he had to hurry and make sure the whole thing happened in his presence so that he could gloat about it. That aside, he planned to take some videos and spread them on students' apps, especially the StreamRoll app which is popular among students. When he got to Brad’s dormitory, the men were standing outside already as well as a few of the students that wondered what the whole thing was all about. One of the men, that looked and acted as
Several men advanced towards Brad very fast and they ripped the hands of the men holding onto him off.Brad stared, shocked. He had no idea what was happening. It looked like everyone recognized him wherever he went."Maxwell," Sam muttered with fear.Maxwell turned to one of the men dressed in a tuxedo.The man brought out five bundles of notes and Maxwell threw it over at his men. They perched at it.Maxwell turned to Sam and slapped him hard on his face. "What the fuck are you doing? Harassing students? Are these boys not supposed to be in school?" He yelled.With the vein visible in his neck, one would be certain that he was angry."I_," Sam started but the words became stuck in his throat. Maxwell had never been so angry at him and it bothered him.Besides, who was Brad that he was protecting? As far as he was concerned, Maxwell didn't bother himself with Sam's matter. He had never done it.Maxwell took the supreme card from Sam and moved towards Brad and David. He hesitated brie
Brad nodded once. "Alright.""Where do you want to go now? I could take you."Brad shook his head briefly. "I will get there on my own. I will be fine as long as you are doing your job to keep tabs on me," he uttered.Maxwell grunted. "Alright, boss."Brad walked out of the boutique and placed a call to David and he picked it up immediately."Hello, David. How is Kevin doing now?""Good. In fact, the doctor said he could go home today," he announced. "And there's good news," he whopped in delight. "The bills have been taken care of. The manager said it was all on him. We are only going to wait for you so that we can go home together."Brad released a sigh of relief. "I'm on my way to the hospital now."He hung up and flagged down a taxi. His phone rang almost immediately, the second one that Ava had given him."Hello, Ava.""Hello, boss. Maxwell just informed me that you left the boutique not quite long ago. In fact, I'm tailing your car," she announced.Brad glanced back and saw a re
'Young and Rich sent a Money Gun'Sophia's eyes went wide with shock. It was the first time that she would be getting such an expensive gift on livestream.And Money Gun is equal to 50 dollars.Young and Rich: [What worth is the flower that you have sent? The fact that you and your friends stole to impress the students. I will let you know that I don't need to steal like yours because I have the money.]'Young and Rich sent a Money Gun'The screen flashed with notification severally, showing that Mick sent the Money Gun for nine more consecutive swipes.More students joined the livestream at this moment. The number of viewers reached 50.Sophia's jaw dropped. She couldn't believe it. Mick sent her 500 dollars worth of gifts.She held her hands in front of her chest. "Thank you so much, Mick. I really appreciate it. Is there anything you want me to do for you? For the gifts? I could sing or dance," she happily asked.Young and Rich: [Nah! I don't want that crap! Make me the moderator!]
Everyone was shocked.There was no way it would be Brad. Brad was poor and Amazing Fighter was right. It was two different personalities.“What! Brad is Amazing Fighter?” Kelvin asked, even more surprised.David couldn't talk. Shock kept him motionless and speechless for a long time.“No! No way!” Someone said suddenly amidst the silence. “Brad can never be Amazing Fighter. It's not possible!”“Yes, it's not!” Someone else chimed in. “There's a mistake somewhere!”And soon, everyone was already shouting about it.Suddenly, their phones beeped. They all stopped what they were doing and started pulling out their phones.It was a notification from Amazing Fighter. He just uploaded his picture.Everyone clicked on it and the picture that showed up on their screen made them shocked for another minute. It was still Brad.“Wait, are you saying that Brad pretended to be poor? And that was why Amazing Fighter has been hiding? Because we would have known it was Brad if he had shown his face ear
Brad pulled into the parking lot while Sophia was on a call.“Alright,” Sophia hung up and looked at Brad. “I have to go see my friends,” she announced, with a smile.Brad nodded once. “I will pick you up later then.”Sophia reciprocated his smile and proceeded to open the door. She stopped and turned to Brad again. “There's actually something I want to tell you.”Brad gave her full attention. “Yes, what's it about?”“Well, the thing is I won the princess of the year due to Amazing Fighter help. So, I didn't want you to think I kept it away from you when you heard the announcement,” she explained.Brad smiled. He already knew anyway. But he appreciates her talking.“I knew you would get it actually. You are the best candidate for you.”Sophia smiled again, feeling impressed with herself. She leaned forward and captured Brad's lips in a quick kiss.Then, she rushed out without waiting for him to talk.Brad was shocked because he didn't expect her to kiss him, especially since he didn'
Sophia hummed as she went about with getting ready for school. She was so happy that everything was over. She was even overjoyed that Brad was picking her up. She loved to be around him. If it wasn't for the fact that it would look even weirder, she could have concluded that she had feelings for him.But she didn't want that to disrupt their friendship. So, she was going to push it to the back of her mind.She got herself a black short gown that accentuated her curves. She was going to be proclaimed the princess of the year anyway, so she needed to dress very well.Aside, she wanted Brad to notice how beautiful she looked.If not anything, he should at least acknowledge her. She loved it whenever he did.Within less than an hour, she was already applying makeup on her face.She picked up her phone when she was done and dialled Brad’s number. He picked it up immediately.“Hello, Sophia.”“I'm ready actually. You can come over now.”“Alright,” It felt like Brad smiled. “I will be ther
Sophia entered the room, with a big smile on her face. She has never felt so happy since all her born days. To even say she would be alive that day to see all the good news was an understatement.But she was happy and that was all that matters. Really!Exam is over! And she would soon be a graduate. What a nice day! Besides, all her problems were gone. Ned was gone, Vincenzo left already.Though, she was still bothered. He could come back but she wouldn't be in the city by then. Sophia would have been done with everything. She has a lot of money now and she could even continue as a creator. She has a lot of fans already.There just was nothing else she was supposed to be bothered about. Everything was good now!“No, don't eat like that!” Her mother was softly correcting little Lancelot.Sophia regarded them for a moment and the smile on her face got even wider.“No_ eat!” He murmured.The doctors said it was normal since Lancelot hasn't even spoken for so long. Even Though he still ha
Some students walked out of the exam hall, stretching. "Damn, those questions were a shock!" One of the students said while the other clapped him on the back, laughing. "What will be will be." Brad, David and Kevin also stepped out of the exam hall, their writing materials in their hands. They had smiles on their faces and you could easily tell that the exam was turned out well for them.Rose also stepped out alone the moment Brad and his friends came out. When she saw them, she couldn't help but stare at Brad longer than usual, wondering, "could it be true ?"Ever since Cliare told her, she had been wondering, thinking non stop about it. She kept wondering if this random looking guy can really be as rich as Claire had told her. Gosh. He doesn't even look it."Rise?"one of Rose's colleagues called but she didn't hear she was too absorbed inher thoughts about Brad and his wealth."Is that Brad you're staring at?" Her friend got infront of her face and laughed..Rise fkushed and sta
Rose quickly freshened up, changed into more casual wear, and headed for Rose's school.In a few minutes, she was at the school. It felt weird being in a school she wasn't schooled in. She almost felt like a mom.She laughed at her silliness and proceeded into the school. She had no idea where she would find either Brad or Rose but she kept going anyway. She was determined to meet with them, in fact, she would like to meet with both of them and have a serious talk with them.As she entered a hallway in the school, her eyes scanned the bunch of students who were rushing out of a class, and her gaze easily fell on Rose. Almost immediately, she spotted her too. With a big smile, she waved at her and Rose just rolled her eyes. She muttered something to the two girls she was walking with and sashayed her hips toward her."Now what are you doing here? I said I want you out of my life!" Rose greeted Claire hotly.Claire smiled and playfully nudged Rose on her shoulders, "Relax, cousin. Come
"But how do I make someone who hates my guts, my friend? I can't even get myself acquainted with him talkless of making him my friend," Gary said angrily."But- " Gary hesitated, still thinking about all she had. Found out and all that Dylan just explained to him. He was still confused as to how all of these were possible.His brows creased as he looked at Dylan, "If what you're saying is all true then Brad Harrier isn't just a rich man…" he trailed off and paused, " He is actually the head, " he broke off again, his sentences coming out distorted. His heart beats quickened as he started to grasp the real situation he was in, "That means Brad Harrier is a mafia lord," his heart skipped a beat, "one that had the power and had every legal right to take my life if he felt the need and the government would do nothing about it?"Dylan nodded tentatively, feeling sorry for his friend."Holy shit!" Gary had thought the walk calmed his nerves and made it easier for him to think straight but i
Gary was just reaching the restaurant at the same time Dylan arrived too. He shook his head as Dylan suddenly stopped walking and squinted at him.As Dylan approached the restaurant, he scanned the area of Gary's car but couldn't find it. He's late? He wondered, surprised, Claire was never late to their meet up here since he always came with his car. His thoughts trailed off when he saw someone who looked like his friend in the distance, hands buried in his pockets as she swaggered toward the entrance of the restaurant, his gaze already on him.At first, Dylan squinted at him, not believing his eyes. Gary shook his head as Dylan wouldn't stop staring. Then he left him outside and went inside the restaurant. Almost immediately, Dylan joined him across the table."Bro! Did you just trek?"Gary shrugged, "I told you I needed to clear my head, didn't I?""Wow. This is new," Dylan muttered to himself. He was about to start throwing questions at Gary when the waiter arrived and Gary immed
"Hey man," Gary literally sighed in his response after he answered the call."Man," the caller, Dylan, drawled. "You don't sound good, "What's up? How far have you gone with the search for your man? Did the chick tell you who he is?"Since Dylan was the one who arranged the men he used to get Claire, he knew about it.On a normal day when Gary was his normal self, if he had been asked so many questions at once, he would have lashed out at whoever dared to try it but this time, he didn't. He only knew his friend was talking, he couldn't process his excessive words."Man, I need to talk," he pinched the space between his forehead, squeezed his eyes shut, and opened it again. "I need to clear my head." "Are you okay, Gary?" Dylan asked worried."I might lose my job soon, I can't be fine," he answered Dylan's irritating question. "What do you say we meet at the usual restaurant in…" he trailed off and his gaze slid to his desktop screen to check the time. "I'm about an hour?"Dylan had