CHAPTER HUNDRED AND ONE

RICHARD'S POV

This was it. The moment I'd been waiting for. Just a few steps further and I would be inside.

But then, Jonathan and William burst into laughter, their voices echoing through the entrance hall.

"Did you hear that? He wants to pay!" Jonathan sneered, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "The illegitimate country boy thinks he belongs here."

William snorted, shaking his head. "Richard, you can't even afford a $5 burger, let alone the entrance fee to this place. What are you even doing here?"

I clenched my fists, feeling the blood rush to my face. But I forced myself to stay calm. I wouldn't let them get to me. Not tonight.

I looked at them, trying to keep my voice steady. "You know nothing about me. Now, get out of my way."

Jonathan raised an eyebrow, his lips curling into a cruel smile. "Oh, really? And what exactly do we not know? That you live in the sticks? That you're a nobody?"

William stepped closer, flashing his expensive watch in my face. "Look at you. You don't belo