"Clinton, don't you get it! You are just a poor boy, what can you possibly offer me?" It was a peaceful night at Wanton University. Lying on bed was Clinton in the boys dormitory, making a call with his girlfriend. "What do mean Xavier? I love you. Even if I am poor, I can make you happy" Clinton said as he held on to the phone.At the other end of the call, Xavier had an ugly expression on her face. "Make me happy? Tell me Clinton, Can you buy me the new Adidas bag that I wanted?"Clinton hesitated before answering. "No. You know, they haven't paid me yet. Once I receive my salary, I will buy it for you."When Xavier heard this, she couldn't believe her ears. How can a boy be this hopeless!"Clinton, you cannot even buy me a simple Adidas bag that costs only 1000$. How can you take care of me in future?"Clinton was at lost of words. It was true, he has never thought of how he was going to take care of Xavier when they marry in the future, but that didn't mean he hasn't tried his
"Mr. Sandex is requesting you people to pay him $10,000 as compensation for the trauma he felt after you crashed your car into his. Excluding the actual amount of the damage caused on the vehicle."The leader of the bodyguards said with a haughty expression on his face.Many people gasped at the sound of this hefty amount."Ten thousand dollars? How are those average boys going to pay that amount?"Jimmy looked at the rest of his roommates with an apologetic gaze in his eyes. "Guys I'm sorry for dragging you all into this."But his friends rebuked him instead. "What are you talking about? We are in this together. We will surely get out of this situation."They reassured each other but then what they were still thinking about was how they we going to pay for that amount."Jimmy, who did you call minutes ago? Is your father coming here?""I couldn't call my father. He is out of town so I called Clinton"As soon as the friends heard this they felt as though all their hopes had been smash
Clinton couldn't stay at the party any longer. He wanted to ask Sandra to call Jimmy for him, but he couldn't make such a request with both Sanderson and Jordan present.Even the annoying Akira wouldn't allow him to have Sandra's phone. Clinton sighed and laughed silently in his heart. Although what they were doing was hurtful, he didn't want to blame them.Almost all of Clinton's classmates now hated him, they regarded him as a lier, a cheater and a shameless person.It wasn't their fault; it was his fault for telling Sandra and Akira the truth earlier. What was he thinking? Did he really believe they would easily believe him? He was foolish back then. These people would never believe anything he said, so he should have been smarter earlier.Now everyone would believe that the bracelet he bought for Sandra was just a fake!As if Sanderson could read his mind, he chuckled. "Sandra, I'm so sorry about this. You trusted Clinton so much, yet he deceived you. Don't worry, if you want, I wi
The entire room fell silent for a moment, and then laughter erupted from everyone."Hahaha...""Did Clinton say he's now a rich heir? When did that happen?"No wonder Clinton was acting so arrogantly. So he's been dealing with a mental illness all this time?Sanderson couldn't believe what he was hearing. "He what?"Akira continued to narrate the whole story to the group, explaining why Clinton claimed he was no longer poor. "He said he actually comes from a very wealthy family. He only found out about it last night. It's hard to believe."But Akira didn't stop there; she was determined to do anything to discredit Clinton. This would surely make Jordan happy."So Clinton lied to Sandra about being a rich boy? Who does he think he's fooling?"Many people shook their heads in disbelief."Clinton, why do you always seek trouble? Do you think we all live in cages? To say such lousy words, you must have hidden a lot from us. You appear humble and gentle, but you can still tell lies to a gi
Sanderson acted as if Clinton had committed a terrible offense."Clinton? You insulted Jordan? Do you realize you'll get in trouble?"Clinton responded directly. "What trouble? Just because I insulted him, I've done something wrong? However, when Jordan pointed his finger at me and insulted me, it was acceptable because he is more powerful? Is that how things are supposed to be? This is not fair."Sanderson glared at Clinton, unable to comprehend how someone from a humble background could speak so boldly in front of the heir to the Sandex family."Clinton, be mindful of your words"Sanderson expected Clinton to back down, but to his surprise, Clinton had no intention of doing so. Since Clinton had humiliated him earlier, he wanted to find a way to pay him back. However, his plans were altered when he noticed Sandra wearing the ruby bracelet on her wrist. If he were to snatch it from her, everyone would know it was him. So, for now, he had to let his plans slide.But now, seeing how Cl
"Clinton, you are being disrespectful. All Jordan wanted was for you to leave the table so he can have his privacy. He cannot talk to Sandra while you are there."Someone from the crowd tried to advise Clinton.However, Clinton looked at the person and leered. "So, I should leave, just like that? I was already sitting at the table. Why should I be the one to leave?"As Clinton was saying this, just like before, the door to the VIP room swung open!But this time, it was a waitress who entered the room. She held a tray in her hands, and on top of it was a cake.She trotted straight toward the table where Sandra and the rest were sitting. She placed the tray on the table and spoke."I'm sorry I took so long. Here is the cake."Everybody stared at the waitress, confusion written on their faces. "Who ordered a cake? Sandra, was it you? Did you order the cake? We thought you said you never liked cakes."Sandra looked innocent and responded, "It wasn't me. I did not order any cake," she said
Sandra's beautiful face and her curvy figure made Jordan's heart hungry for the thirst of getting Sandra to love him back."Why is Jordan still standing?" Akira hurried to say, it was evident in her act that she doesn't want him to leave. "That is unkind. He is a guest, please have a seat" Akira got up from her chair and made sure to clean the seat next to Sandra's with the side of her Louis Vuitton dress.Though it was very a expensive, she didn't care!Some times people are more important than material things.She thought as she wiped the already clean chair. "Come sit, Please"Jordan nodded his head at the kind treatment he was receiving. That is how it should always be like for him, he needs to be exalted wherever he goes. "Thank you,"He sat down like a king sat on his throne. He puffed out his chest and breathed in an air of power.Since Clinton was sitting at the same table, Jordan automatically faced him. That's when Jordan noticed the boy sitting at the table and frowned at t
Sandra was well aware that Clinton was joking. She never believed any of the words he had told her and was now seeking an explanation for how he acquired the receipt.How could he claim to belong to a wealthy family that only revealed their wealth to him yesterday? It all seemed surreal."Clinton, you don't have to lie to me about this. It's fine if you don't want to tell me," Sandra said.Akira also had doubts about Clinton's words. She wasn't naive enough to believe that someone could become rich in just 24 hours. To her, Clinton was simply using this as an excuse to hide something from them.She looked at Clinton and asked, "So, tell me, where are the rest of the items you bought?"She finished her question by pulling out the receipt that Clinton had placed on the table earlier."You bought five expensive bags, each costing $20,000. So, where are they now?""I gave them as a gift to someone who was kind to me. I thought she could sell them and have enough to live on," Clinton explai
At the Victoria Restaurant, inside the VIP room, Clinton could be seen holding onto his phone, attempting to switch it on multiple times without success. The frustrations of using a poor-quality phone made him regret not buying a new one earlier in the day. Clinton sat on a chair, trying to calm his nerves as he pondered how to save his friends.The seriousness in Jimmy's voice indicated that they had encountered a significant problem, one that wouldn't be easily resolved. What troubled Clinton the most was his inability to reach Jimmy.As he glanced across the room, he noticed Sandra and Akira engaged in conversation at a higher table. A thought suddenly struck him: Jimmy and Sandra knew each other. All he needed to do was to go to her and ask for Jimmy's contact from her."So do you think Clinton is actually rich?" Akira asked, her tone laced with suspicion."I don't know. Clinton tells me everything about his life, but I'm not sure about this matter," Sandra replied, opening the R
The waitress's hands trembled as she lost her balance, causing the plates to slip from her grasp and crash onto the floor. Her eyes widened in horror, and a cry of frustration escaped her lips."Nooooo!"After regaining her composure, she shot a piercing glare at Xavier, her expression filled with anger and resentment. Her words dripped with sarcasm as she spoke."Don't you have eyes?"Xavier felt a surge of irritation at her aggressive tone."It's just two plates. Why make such a fuss? Do you even know who I am? Is insulting me over some smashed food really necessary? Just get out of my sight."His annoyance seeped into his retort, his voice laced with frustration."No. You have to compensate for the destruction you have caused"Xavier retorted. "It was not my fault for bumping into you. Why should I pay up? Its unreasonable"The waitress grabbed Xavier's hand forcefully. "Then I'm afraid you are not leaving here.""Hey! Get your filthy hands off me!" Xavier clenched her teeth as s