The world seemed to have stopped when they told Olivia to check the school group. She didn't understand what was happening, so she was confused. Meanwhile, Robert and his friends who knew what was about to happen felt a bubble of positive energy down in their stomachs, but they didn't show it.Olivia's eyes narrowed, her brow furrowed in confusion. "What are you talking about, Emily? What's going on in the school group?"Emily's eyes were wide with excitement, her voice urgent. "Just check it, Liv! You won't believe what's happening! I can't tell you here now."Ben and Robert exchanged a curious glance, their interest piqued. Miss Lily's expression remained stern, but her eyes hinted at a spark of curiosity. She badly wanted to know what it was they wanted to show Olivia, but the time for her lectures was slipping away.Olivia's confusion turned to frustration. "Fine, I'll check it when I get inside. I don't have my phone with me right now," she said after searching her pockets and no
"Oh my god. Olivia, that car isn't really Owen's, is it?" one of the students close to her said.It was loud and clear, but she pretended not to hear what was said. She couldn't even bring herself to raise her head to the class; everyone was gawking at her. Even her friends who were close to her couldn't stop looking at her. In reality, they couldn't believe they have been worshipping a fake "it" bad bitch!They saw her as the most beautiful and classiest girl on campus, and it all got to a whole different level when she started dating Owen. The whole student body kept stealing glances at her, and it made Robert and his friends happy. Everyone in the school group was watching the comments the post was getting, including Olivia."You should be ashamed of yourself! Broke bad campus bitch, posing up in your ex-boyfriend's car? This must be some pathetic law joke!""Is this real? I mean, Olivia, the same one who thinks she's better than everyone out there?""I just know she's so fake. How
When he left, Lily couldn't help but start to think that everything was not going well at his home. His whole smile had vanished after he took that call, and he could tell it wasn't something pleasant in the least, but she just hoped he was going to be alright.Robert rushed to where his Rolls was parked. He wanted to tell his friends that he had an emergency, but seeing that they were so exhausted from the class, their bickering was loud enough, and they didn't even know when he zoomed off.As he hit the highways, he couldn't stop thinking of the reason why Simon called him. This was actually the first time Simon was calling him when he was in school. It must be something very serious for him to have to call and ask him to race back home. As he sped back home, his mind began to play a midnight game on him.Was it his mother who something happened to? He shoved off the thoughts and simply gulped. That can't be right? He checked his phone, just in case there was another call from Simon
When he opened the door, he met Simon on his mother's chair with a pile of files in front of him. Robert's eyes wandered around, but he couldn't find his mother on her gigantic bed. He turned and looked at Simon, who still didn't notice his arrival, as he had apparently opened the door slowly so no one would hear him come in."Simon!" He called out, snapping Simon out of what he was doing.Simon turned and greeted, "Welcome, young master. I am sorry for calling you out of the blue."Robert looked around again, and there was no sight of any other persons inside the room. "So where is my mum?"Simon slowly raised his gaze to him. "Young master, didn't she tell you that she was traveling overseas for some kind of important shareholders meeting?""Where are the servants and everyone in the house?""I am sorry for not informing you, young master, but they are all on their off days for the next 48 hours. Your mother made it that way. If you need anything, you can tell me, and I will get it
Robert heaved a deep sigh of relief before preparing to alight from the car, but Simon held him back. "Young master," he said, his head bent in a plea. "I am sorry for not telling you the whole truth."Robert wriggled out of his grip and asked, "What do you mean?""I know you hate partying, but firstly, the meeting won't be held. Your hotel room and everything you need have been prepared for."Robert's eyelids fell in exhaustion as he inquired again, "So, Simon, what the hell am I here for?""Today is the 25th anniversary of this investment, and since Madam President won't be coming, you need to attend the party happening tonight. It's quite compulsory. I had to lie to you about the meeting so you would cooperate as fast as possible. Please, I am sorry. I am ready to take on any punishment you're about to give me."Robert's shoulders slumped in a mixture of defeat and disappointment. At this point, he really didn't know what to do with Simon. How could he trick him that way? Firstly,
Robert couldn't help but turn to see the owner of the voice, only to find a good-looking young man who looked to be around the same age as him and almost the same height. Looking at the young man, he was wearing a Moncler suit, so it was evident he was rich. Well, apparently, he is the son of the highest shareholder of the investment.Robert sneered. "Let go!""Mr. Gideon touched the glass first," the bartender tried to convince him.He grinned, and the next second, his face dissolved into a deep frown. "Who cares who touched it first? I said I want it, and he should let go!"The bartender shuddered in fear. She knew him; it wasn't the first time he was coming for the anniversary and any other parties held. He was known to be prideful, and most people actually did get scared of getting on his bad side because of how much power he holds."Young man, I just asked that you let it go now!" He flashed a knowing smirk at Robert, pushing to grab the glass from his grip, but Robert's grip was
He turned and looked at Robert with his fists clenched tightly, as if he was ready to kill him at that moment. He couldn't believe that what he had planned to do to Robert had backfired on him, and now he was the embarrassed one."You must be happy, huh?" He hollered. "Well, you should be worried about what you have just done to yourself!"Meanwhile, Robert stood tall, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of triumph and amusement. "Looks like you're the one who should be worried about stains, Gideon," he quipped, his voice dripping with sarcasm.The bartender gasped, her hands flying to her mouth. "Oh no, Mr. Gideon! I'm so sorry, let me get you a towel!"Gideon's face turned beet-red as he snarled, "This isn't over! You'll pay for this humiliation!"Within the next couple of minutes, lots of people in the hall had gathered at the scene, and Gideon was now the center of attention. Most of them were gossiping and murmuring about what had just happened. They took a close look at Robert, and
Meanwhile, Stanley was still confused as Robert got into the hall. He turned back to him and asked in a stern tone, trying to use his authority over him. "How the hell did you get in here? Who let you in?"Robert snorted. "I was invited by a friend, and I have every right to be here, just like you."Stanley let out a low chuckle. "Here, like me? That is highly impossible! A friend? Ha! You mean some desperate soul who felt sorry for you? You're a charity case, Robert. Don't forget your place. Now, I will urge you to bow and apologize.""My place is wherever I choose to be, Stanley. And right now, I'm standing in front of you, calling you out for your condescending attitude. And while at that, I will never apologize to a bully!"Stanley shouted, "You spilled wine all over his wine. Do you know how much that cloth is? You should be on your knees apologizing.""Well, I am not on my knees, and I won't ever be on my knees. He spilled wine over himself. All I did was an act of self-defense.