CHAPTER."Who knows if it might be a fake one," Damian argued. "A lady's Rolex watch is always limited annually."At first, no one paid attention to the fact that the watch might actually be a fake one. Just as Damian said, the watch was actually always a limited one. Only 12 pieces were released every year.Lily quickly suggested, "You can check the validation number on the company's website to see if it's real or not!"Sarah sighed, "That's not needed. Robert wouldn't have brought in a fake watch here." She chuckled, "This is so real, can't you see the diamonds on it?"With a giggle, she tried to push the narrative of a fake watch away. Deep down, she didn't know if it was fake or not, but she just didn't want them to go through the stress of checking. This was supposed to be a happy gathering, not a competition over the authenticity of a gift.But Damian felt like his ego was bruised and wouldn't let it go. He slipped out his phone and quickly logged into the Rolex website. "Okay,
Lily stylishly grabbed Robert's arm, urging him to let Damian off the hook. He was smart to notice what she was trying to say.Robert smiled understandingly and didn't bother to taunt Damian further. The tension in the room dissipated as Lily's intervention diffused the situation. Damian rubbed his sore arm, his expression sheepish as he walked back to join his friends at the table."Thanks, Lily," Robert said, his voice laced with gratitude as he walked hand in hand with Lily. "I guess I overreacted."Lily smiled sweetly. "It's okay, Robert. We all get a little crazy sometimes. Besides, Damian started it all."They both smiled as they headed to the table.The music started again, and the party resumed its lively pace. Guests laughed and chatted, oblivious to the brief altercation. Damian and Robert shook hands, putting the incident behind them.As the night wore on, the atmosphere grew more festive. The lights dimmed, and the room glowed with a warm, golden light. The air was filled
She knocked again and this time Robert finally calmed down and whined down his glass to hear what she had to say."Didn't you hear what I said?" She asked with a soft smile playing at the corners of her lips. "My name is Rachel," she extended her hand for a handshake.Robert couldn't help but smile - she surely didn't know it was him, the same Robert she had mocked back in high school. He wanted to burst out laughing at how the tables had turned, but he held himself back and intentionally shook her hand."Well I am Robert Edward!" He announced and held onto her hand as he removed his sunglasses.Rachel's eyes widened in shock as she recognized him. Her mind raced with memories of their high school days, and she felt a wave of embarrassment wash over her. She tried to pull her hand back, but Robert held it firmly, a sly grin spreading across his face."Rachel, Rachel, Rachel," he said, his voice dripping with amusement. "It's been a long time. You're looking...different. What do you ha
Robert increased the volume of his music. He was playing an afrobeats mix in his mother's car. After a long drive, he finally pulled up to an eatery. He wanted to have his breakfast there since he didn't have any at home. He quickly parked his car in front of the restaurant and made his way up the stairs.Once he parked the car, passersby couldn't stop marveling over it. It was really rare to see anyone come to buy just food with a Rolls Royce. Some quietly whipped out their phones to take pictures of the car, and Robert swelled with pride as he saw them do so."This car is so sleek... It's a Rolls Royce. This guy must be filthy rich!" "I mean, it's such a flex using a Rolls Royce to come have your meal at a restaurant... That's some king shit right there!""I wish he was my man, he looks not just fine but also rich!" One of the ladies mused as she watched Robert take the stairs."Good morning, sir!" one of the receptionists greeted him as he approached. Apparently, she had seen his
That plate number was the same as the one on his car! What?! Robert was shocked. Did that mean they had taken the photo in front of his parked car?He quickly compared the surroundings of the photo to where his car was parked, and it was exactly the same!He couldn't help but smile wickedly as an idea formed in his head. The campus favorite couple were really living a fallacy and acting up just to get some silly compliments.He quickly finished his food and called the waitress. "How much is my bill?" He asked."$1150, sir," she said. Robert dipped his hand into his pocket and took out $1500. He handed it over to her with a soft smile. "Don't worry, you can keep the rest."The lady went down on her knees. "Thank you very much, sir. I really appreciate it," she said with grateful eyes. Robert quickly helped her up. "Don't worry, this isn't needed. Get back to work, dear."With that, he exited the premises of the restaurant. Meanwhile, the lady couldn't stop looking at him. At that poin
Gasps ripped through the crowd of students. They couldn't believe their eyes that it was Robert who had brought such an exotic car onto the school premises. How was that even possible, since they all knew he was broke - not just broke, but one of the poorest guys on campus?The whole place went silent, and only murmurs could be heard from afar, but Robert didn't care. He walked proudly out of the car, and instead of slamming the car door, he pressed the remote in his car, and the door gracefully closed down, making the students marvel at such luxury."Am I really dreaming?" one of the students muttered. "Like, Robert Edward has a fucking Rolls Royce?!""Damn, his car is really sleek. I mean, look at that car - it looks almost the same as that of Owen," another student whistled in awe."Is this a prank? Did he rent this for a music video or something?" Another student looked around in disbelief. "Did you all believe that Robert is the real owner of the car?""I mean, I am richer than h
Robert's face fell, his eyes widening in disbelief and hurt. He felt a sting from Jacob's words, like a bee had pierced his skin. His mind raced with disappointment and frustration. Did they really think he had a whole lot of time to be playing catch up with Owen? After all these years they had known him and seen how tightly he had always scheduled his time, even when he was working, and how he spent most of his free days in the school library instead of engaging in time-consuming activities - seeing them think so low of him made him sick to his stomach. Apparently, he had made them the studious bookworms they were today. Each one of them wanted to rival each other, solely focused on outperforming the others academically through friendly competition. They were really comparing him to Owen, whose life is a fallacy.Robert sighed. "How could you think that of me?" Robert's voice was laced with disappointment, his tone barely above a whisper. "Do you really think I'm so petty, so shall
Gasps ripped through the crowd of students as they couldn't believe their eyes that it was Robert who had brought such an exotic car onto the school premises. How was that even possible, since they all knew that he was broke? Lily, on the other hand, was equally shocked to see Luca ride into the school compounds with such an exotic car."Isn't that Owen?" one of them exclaimed excitedly."Oh, it is him! That's the same exact one he just bought, I'm sure of it!" the girl said. "I just saw Olivia in here. Where is she? She can also confirm that it's her boyfriend's car.""Oh, yes, that is Olivia!" another person pointed at Olivia, who hadn't seen the whole chaos happening outside. She was seated with her friends, engaged in normal campus gossips, when one person tapped her shoulder to get her attention."Hey, Olivia, isn't that Owen coming in?" she pointed outside, and Olivia quickly followed her hands, only to see a Rolls-Royce parking in front of the lecture hall. She was initially con