Antonio De Isquierda: The Rise of Rich CEO

Chapter 5 Of Insults and Joke

Antonio commanded the valet not to use the car; instead, he let the valet park the car 10 minutes from the school. He wanted to make the impression that all the university kids presumed he was poor and pitied despite the rumors of him being a thief. 

Everyone laughed at Antonio when they saw him in the university quadrangle. Some even whistled and insulted him, being a man without money. Worse, they even told him to snatch their most expensive phone. 

Antonio walked his way into the brick wall of the university. In front of it is Ansley Hall, where all the university people walk to their rooms. He noticed the posters plastered on the wall of the university building; he grabbed them with full force and tried to put them in a trash bin. 

He knew it was a fiasco, a ridiculous situation where affluent adults condemned a mishap of truths. 

"Yet, you're the worst fashion tech student. I didn't know you had it in you," someone from the bleachers near Ansley Hall blurted out. 

"He's the guy I told you about, the one who had itchy hands," a woman in her 20s stride her way to the crowded Ansley Hall. 

Antonio didn't even blink. And the woman is familiar since she's the reason why Antonio got fired in his workplace. 

"What do you want from me?" Antonio calmly asked. The woman and the guy behind him sneered at him. Even the crowd is glaring at them and waiting for an action. 

The woman let out a sarcastic laugh before proceeding to insult Antonio. 

"You almost deny that you stole my phone, you ugly! If I didn't know, you would sell my phone to the nearest pawn shop," she verbalized. 

The guy behind him is on the verge of punching Antonio's face. 

"I wouldn't do that; why would I steal your phone?" Antonio said. 

"Why are you lying? Just tell us you did that. Everyone knows you stole it," the guy arrogantly said. 

"I didn't steal that. If you know the story, you shouldn't be here, embarrassing ourselves," Antonio said while pointing out that he's not the thief they are claiming.  

"No matter how many convincing words you said, I wouldn't succumb to your truths," 

The guy didn't flinch but was about to throw a fist. The woman seemed to have numerous thoughts she wanted to verbalize. Presumably, she's intelligent with words. 

"This the truth—" 

Antonio cut her mid-sentence. 

"Truth? You accused me of something I didn't do!" Antonio said coolly. 

"Liar!" the woman screamed. 

"I saw your phone on the table you were dining at. I was supposed to tell my manager about it not until you slapped me without hearing my reasons," Antonio vividly recalled the moments about the night he got fired. 

What is this incessant hiding of truth that cannot be addressed? He thought. 

"Definitely not!" The woman abruptly justified, and he profusely looked at the crowd before looking at his brother behind him. 

"Yes, you are!" Antonio said, but the woman's brother looked at him arrogantly. 

"You seem so desperate to hold some money in your hands. Don't worry, you can be my walker," he maliciously said, plastering a smirk. 

Even the crowd whistled and laughed. The woman almost giggled with the indecent idea. 

A flying fist landed on the guy. The rich woman shrieked, and the crowd seemed enthusiastic, some trying to stop the fight. 

"You should shut your mouth, jerk!" Antonio said while looking at the guy lying on the cobalt floor. 

A sudden commotion hushes the crowd; someone strolls his way into the ridiculous menagerie in the Ansley hall. 

"What is going on here?" The old professor saw them. The look of that old professor sends a signal to all the university students.  "Mr. De Isquierda and Fenrir siblings, follow me," 

They didn't even move an inch. The woman sneered at Antonio, but Antonio was still standing with his solid fist in his hands. 

"Follow me or not; you will get detention for a month!" the old professor shouted and commanded them. 

After that, the situation subsided, and they went into the principal's office for deliberation. The principal needed to ask them questions and reasons why they got into this situation, which seems like a fleeting problem. 

"I will call your parents about this," the old man said. "They need to know what children they raised," 

Antonio didn't even look at the people in front of him. He's guilty of listening to the old man's instructions.  On the other hand, the two behind him arrogantly glared at him. The guy smirked at Antonio. 

"It wasn't my fault, Mr. Principal. He's the one throwing his punch at my brother," the woman said, pleading to the principal. 

"You showed no remorse for this, Mr. Antonio?" 

"I don't want to confirm their accusations because it wasn't even true, Mr. Principal," Antonio said. 

"I don't want to take it any longer; you need to get dropped to this university," The guy stated as if he had the last say. 

"I will talk to the professors about this sudden situation. They had a student who's a thief and a pathological liar," the other woman mentioned. 

Antonio sighed, and he looked at the principal in front of him, who was having a hard time raising the problem into a calm disposition. 

"I promise this will be the last time you go to this university, and I will tell our parents," The guy said, and he looked at the principal, who was sitting in the swivel chair. 

"Mr. Principal, I can call my parents now. They will be here from now if you grant to make a call to their office." 

Antonio opens his mouth to utter his own justification, but he doesn't know who to call. Everyone in his family is busy, and they would only pick up calls if they were urgent or anything related to business. 

"I bet your parents will beg not to drop you from this university since you're poor and desperate," the woman said, who had a feminine rage in her. Antonio doesn't pinpoint why she's like that. 

The Principal fixed his reading glasses before attending to the parents' calls. This would be another day in Antonio's life, but the difference is he has the money, the car, and a loyal family who can support him.