“Don't worry, I'll handle everything,” Nolan said, looking overly calm.Edmond sighed, as he assessed Nolan's unusual calmness. Even if he wanted to believe in Nolan, he just couldn't stay calm.With his eyes fixed on Nolan, he tried persuading. “Nolan, we're in their school, not ours. I don't think you should act in haste, and say something that's not possible,” Even if he knew his words seemed somehow hurtful to Nolan pride, he couldn't help but spill out. It was his job as his friend to make sure to remain Nolan properly in order not to make any mistake out of rash decision.Nolan remained quiet, uncertain of his next move aside from a nervous chuckle. "Do you think I'm at a disadvantage?" he inquired."Absolutely. You're seriously disadvantaged if you go head-to-head against Zachary," Edmond nearly shouted.He hoped his words sank in for Nolan. Seriously, what made Nolan think he had the upper hand here? He was completely immersed in their school environment, not like they were a
Even with the questions circulating around, no one has an answer to it. There was just a lot of speculation going around in their minds.However, there was one thing everyone concluded on, and that was “it must be something unfortunate.”They couldn't believe what would make Zachary have such drastic discoloring expression was anything near good.Soon after, Zachary hung up the call, but the look on his face was enough to tell everyone how severe the issue was.“Zachary, who called you just now?” One of his friends walked over to him and asked.Zachary remained silent but at the end, he still responded. “My sister,” he said, softly.Everyone became even more confused. If it is just a call from his sister, then what caused such a reaction like this from him?“Why did your sister call you? Isn't she aware you're in school now?” The question persisted. Even after hearing the question, Zachary remained completely lifeless and blank. It was a complete opposite of his usual arrogant demean
Nolan Dawson was sleeping soundly, with a face filled with exhaustion and tiredness. He had worked his ass off last night as a part time worker so the sleep was evident to the stressful work.As Nolan slept, he dreamt of a better life for himself and those he loves. In the dream he saw himself being able to live a comfortable and luxurious life but he himself knew all that is far from reality. He was poor so how could such a dream ever happen.Suddenly, he was jolted awake by the sensation of water splashing onto his face. He sat up, rubbing his eyes, and saw a young male standing over him, a bucket of water in his hand."Get up, loser!" He shouted, his voice filled with frustration. "You are just too lazy. Everyone is up already, do you want to get picked out of class again?" The male laughed, as he yelled out those words.Nolan frowned with a face filled with shame and anger. He was Nolan Dawson, a university student on a scholarship. This has always been the way he was treated by h
Whoosh! None of the students had anticipated Nolan's unexpected actions. The realization dawned upon them only when Hansel's loud scream pierced the air. "Argh!" Hansel exclaimed in pain from the forceful punch. Darcy, recovering from her initial shock, immediately bellowed, "What on earth do you think you're doing?" A frown etched onto her face as she swiftly pushed Nolan away from Hansel. Nolan was disappointed. The way Darcy had rushed to Hansel rescue had completely left him disappointed. Similar to Darcy, every other student had already shaken off their shock. "Hey, first, you interrupted Hansel's proposal, and now you've punched him! Are you trying to get yourself in trouble!?" someone from the crowd shouted. Another chimed. "Do you think you would be spared for what you just did? You're a really big idiot for punching Hansel!" More and more insults from the angry crowd were all thrown at Nolan. "Wait everyone!" Someone from the crowd shouted. "Don't you know who he's?
The disappointment and mixture of anger and anguish vanished from his face, swiftly replaced by astonishment and shock. He brought the phone closer to his face, checking it carefully to ensure he hadn't misunderstood what he saw. However, even after fixing his gaze on it, the alert remained visible on his screen. Nolan swallowed hard as he returned his phone to his pocket, his face marked with confusion. He couldn't quite comprehend why that alert appeared on his phone without any means of discerning who sent it. "Who sent this to me? Why does this seem so unreal?" Even after pondering it thoroughly, he couldn't grasp any valid reason for someone to send such an amount of money. "Hold on a moment!" Nolan exclaimed abruptly, lifting his head to address the three men dressed in corporate attire. "Was this sent by you?" They were the only strange individuals he could associate with the money transfer. The three men grinned. "You'll find out soon." Before Nolan could inquire further
Nolan stood in shock at Roger's words, his eyes blank, fixed on Roger. His classmates laughed with satisfaction. At first, they were also surprised with the harsh punishment Roger had given him, but they ignored it and chose to be excited. "We love the punishment, Mr. Roger." "It serves him right." "Now, we'll get a break from seeing his disgusting face for the next two weeks!" Nolan's mind wasn't fixed on the insults laced at him, rather he was having a chaotic and escalating heart rate. He was seriously uneasy with the thought of how to escape from the harsh punishment. Roger scowled. "Do you leave now, or should I arrange for you to be escorted out?" He had to raise his voice, noting Nolan's silence. Nolan snapped back to reality, meeting Roger's angry gaze. "Mr. Roger, you can't just suspend me for a whole two weeks!" The scowl on Roger's face intensified. "Why can't I suspend you? Are you challenging my authority?" He inquired with a cold tone. Nolan sighed, but he pe
Nolan's gaze remained fixed on them as he observed the respectful looks they were giving him. It was necessary for him to get their misunderstanding clear "You're misunderstanding. I'm no young master," he quickly clarified.They all chuckled. "No, we're not. You're our young master," they repeated firmly.Nolan glanced at them before sighing. "If you're not mistaken, then perhaps you're blind," he muttered. "I apologize if my words offended you.""We are not offended. None of us is blind, and we are not mistaken."Frustration welled up in Nolan as he witnessed their obstinacy. "Can't you see my appearance?" he questioned, gesturing to his disheveled outfit. "From my disheveled appearance, do I look like anyone's young master to you?""We understand your confusion. Don't worry you'll understand soon."Nolan glared at them, feeling provoked. "Can't you all just leave me alone? What do you mean by understanding my confusion? Do I appear confused to you!?" he shouted.He felt uneasy und
His heart leaped as he witnessed the man he had addressed as his father nodding in confirmation to his question."It's truly him!"Nolan's entire countenance appeared complex. With a tightened heart, he stared at him, uncertain of how to respond to the revelation that the man before him was indeed his father."Nolan, I'm your father," the man uttered, his voice carrying a gentleness.The complex emotions that had been swirling within Nolan instantly dissipated with the man's words. What replaced them on his face was a seething rage and intense hatred. Initially, he had a complex reaction to the unexpected surprise of seeing the man, but that didn't carry much weight. Now, he was consumed by a furious temperament.Observing the hostility in Nolan's expression, the man didn't react with dismay; instead, he approached, saying, "Nolan, I'm sorry," his tone subdued.Nolan scowled, taking a step backward. "Stay away from me. Don't come any closer."The hostility and anger etched on his fac