The vice chancellor's voice dripped with condescension, his words laced with a patronizing tone that made Robert's blood boil. "Oh, poor Robert, thinking he can take on the system. You're just a naive little boy playing at being a revolutionary. You don't know how the real world works, do you? Get out before I ask them to drag you out of here this minute!""Sir, I want to buy Campbell University!" he declared coldly.The man froze in shock and went silent as he kept his gaze on him, and then they burst into a loud roar of laughter.Robert's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched in frustration. "What the hell is funny? You're so out of touch, it's pathetic."The vice chancellor snorted, his expression dripping with disdain. "Pathetic? You're the one who's pathetic, Robert. You think you can change the world with your little protests and your grandiose speeches? You're just a joke, a fleeting moment of entertainment. You really think you can afford to buy Campbell University. I mean the very
Robert felt his fists clenching in fury, but he composed himself. Once he got the owner and bought the university, he would call Lily back, and no one would dare to talk to her or even try to fire her. As for the Vice Chancellor, he was going to fire him.His anger simmered just below the surface, but he forced himself to remain calm, his mind racing with plans for the future. He could hardly believe what was happening - he, Robert, was going to buy the university! The thought sent a thrill of excitement through him, mixed with a sense of vindication. His mother would definitely be proud of him. Desperate times call for desperate measures, and this was really the time to show out.As he stood there, facing the sneering Vice Chancellor, Robert felt a sense of power and control wash over him. He knew that soon, he would be the one calling the shots, and no one would be able to stand in his way. Not even the security would be able to stop him from walking around the university or dealing
Ten minutes later, Robert's phone rang and when he looked at the ID, it was Simon. He quickly picked it up. "Hello, Simon?""Yeah, were you able to reach him? I mean the owner of the university?"Simon's voice came back, saying, "Yes, young master, the owner of the university himself is on his way there. Expect him soon."Hearing this, Robert smiled lightly before he ended the call. He then turned to the vice chancellor and said, "Mr. Stanley, you were doubting me, right? Well, your boss is on his way here."The vice chancellor frowned lightly. He still found it amusing how Robert still had the guts to boast. Deep down, he had been about to call the security to have them send Robert away before the call came through. He addressed Robert, saying, "I was about to call in the security so they could send you away before your call came, but you know what? I just changed my mind. I won't be sending you away any longer. I will wait until the very end so you can see how foolish you are. And i
CHAPTER.87.The Vice Chancellor's eyes widened in shock, his mind reeling with the implications of what was happening. He felt like he had been punched in the gut, his breath knocked out of him. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. The owner of the school, Mr. Aiden, was standing right in front of him, and he had been unaware of it. The Vice Chancellor's face burned with shame and embarrassment. He had been trying to bully and intimidate Robert, not realizing that he was related to Madam Dorothy! Wait, didn't the people at the party say he was just hired for the job by the CEO? Or was he lying to me, Aiden?How could he be called "young master" when he really has no money?The Vice Chancellor's thoughts raced as he tried to process the situation. He had been so blinded by his own arrogance and power that he had never stopped to consider the possibility that Robert might have connections to the school's owner. He had been so convinced of his own superiority that he had never doubte
Robert's face lit up with a warm smile, his eyes shining with excitement. "Thank you, Mr. Aiden! I'm thrilled to hear that you're interested in selling the university to me. I promise to take good care of it and make it a world-class institution."Mr. Aiden nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "I know you will, Robert. You have a vision and a passion for education that is hard to find. I'm confident that you will take this university to new heights. I will send all the necessary documents to your email, and we can finalize our deal with our lawyers first thing tomorrow morning before I leave the city.""Okay, that's fine by me. Thank you very much! I really appreciate it, Mr. Aiden!" Robert's mind was racing with thoughts of all the possibilities. He couldn't wait to start working on the university, to bring in new faculty and staff, to expand the programs and curriculum. He knew it wouldn't be easy, but he was ready for the challenge.And then, of course, there was the matter
The Vice Chancellor's eyes widened in shock, his mind reeling with the implications of what was happening. He felt like he had been punched in the gut, his breath knocked out of him. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. The owner of the school, Mr. Aiden, was standing right in front of him, and he had been unaware of it. The Vice Chancellor's face burned with shame and embarrassment. He had been trying to bully and intimidate Robert, not realizing that he was related to Madam Dorothy! Wait, didn't the people at the party say he was just hired for the job by the CEO? Or was he lying to me, Aiden?How could he be called "young master" when he really has no money?The Vice Chancellor's thoughts raced as he tried to process the situation. He had been so blinded by his own arrogance and power that he had never stopped to consider the possibility that Robert might have connections to the school's owner. He had been so convinced of his own superiority that he had never doubted his abilit
The whole place turned silent and a deep wave of astonishment washed over the Vice Chancellor. He couldn't believe that Mr. Aiden just sold out the whole university to someone as stupid as Robert. His eyes wandered around the office, still in disbelief that Robert was now the owner of the university.How could that even be possible? he thought to himself.Robert snapped him out of his thoughts in a condescending tone, "Now go down on your fucking knees and call me your boss!"The Vice Chancellor's eyes widened in surprise as the realization dawned on him that Robert was now his boss and they even had a bet on becoming the boss of the university. And now he can't lose his job, not now of all times when he had already had his annual profits for last slashed by a whopping fifty percent. His face turned purple with embarrassment as he watched Robert stretch out his legs and position them for him to lick his shoes."Go on!" Robert bellowed. "What are you waiting for, Mr. Vice Chancellor? D
After Robert left the office Mr Stanley couldn't believe what had just happened. Everything really happened so fast that he had to slowly move over and sloutch himself over and settled into the cohch. The whole thing that happened within the last few minutes played in his head. How could Mr Aiden just sell out the school to this tour! " He thought to himself as he say there gazing outside the windows. Mr. Stanley's mind raced with thoughts of disbelief and disappointment as he slumped into the couch, his eyes gazing out the window without focus. He couldn't wrap his head around what had just transpired. The school, his beloved institution, had been sold to a tourist mogul without so much as a whisper of warning. It was unthinkable how Robert could be the owner of such prestigious institution. "How could Mr. Aiden do this?" he thought to himself, his mind reeling with questions. "What about the students? What about the faculty? What about the legacy of this school?"He thought about
The company, once vulnerable in the wake of Madam President’s death, was now regaining its footing under Robert’s guidance. But his journey had only just begun, and he knew that he needed to be vigilant, for there were still enemies lurking in the shadows.His mother’s funeral, though somber, had not only been a farewell but also a declaration to the world that Robert was no longer the boy who lived in his mother’s shadow. He was stepping into his role with a newfound sense of purpose, and he would not be undermined.In the weeks that followed, Robert spent long hours at the company’s headquarters, pouring over documents and familiarizing himself with every intricate detail of the empire his mother had built. His butler, an older gentleman named Alfred who had served the family for decades, became an indispensable ally. Alfred had known Robert since he was a child, and he had seen the boy transform into the man standing before him.One evening, Alfred found Robert still working in hi
Madam President, as she was fondly known to the world, was a woman of unparalleled influence and charisma. Her life was a tapestry of triumphs, woven from years of building her empire and leading her company with a firm but compassionate hand. She had overseen countless business successes and was a beloved public figure, admired for her resilience and business acumen.But even the strongest of leaders are not invincible. Behind closed doors, the indomitable Madam President had been battling a relentless illness. The diagnosis had come suddenly and without warning, sending shockwaves through the lives of everyone who knew her, especially her only son, Robert. Despite her physical decline, she never let her illness dim her spirit or her drive to oversee her company’s affairs. Robert often marveled at his mother’s sheer determination, even when she was confined to her bed, issuing orders and signing documents with the same unwavering authority.The family spared no expense in providin
The air in the room seemed to grow heavier as the final figure was announced. Lila’s heart pounded in her chest, her mind reeling at the sheer audacity of it all. How could this be happening? Robert was supposed to be the pauper here, the one barely scraping by, not the one making extravagant purchases without a second thought.Meanwhile, Anita’s smile grew even wider, a mix of disbelief and glee painted across her face. To her, it felt as though she had won the jackpot, her wildest dreams unfolding right before her eyes.Robert, however, merely smiled sheepishly, his calm demeanor unshaken by the staggering total. He turned to Anita and said, "I hope you’re satisfied with your picks. Let’s get these wrapped up."At the same time, When the assistant called out the total—$350,000—the shock on Lila and her companion’s faces was almost palpable. Lila’s eyes widened in disbelief, her carefully calculated confidence beginning to unravel as she processed the staggering figure. The man besi
Lila and her companion stood frozen, their eyes locked on Robert. The confidence with which he moved, the calm in his demeanor, and the absolute lack of fear in his voice were all completely at odds with the image of him they had clung to for so long. Every word he spoke, every action he took seemed to defy the expectations they had so carefully built around him.Lila's breath hitched as she watched Anita wheel the overflowing cart towards the register. Her gaze darted to the items, her mind racing as she tried to calculate the worth of everything piled inside. Her heart sank as the numbers began to add up—thousands upon thousands of dollars. The realization was like a punch to the gut. Could this really be happening? Could Robert, the man she had always considered beneath her, actually afford this?For years, Lila had carried a deep-seated belief that Robert was a nobody, someone to be mocked and dismissed. But that belief was now crumbling under the weight of what she was witnessin
Robert let out a calm smile, his eyes narrowing slightly as a cold expression settled on his face. "You're right, why won't I?" he responded, his tone icy and composed.Lila's scorn was unmistakable. She threw her head back and let out a sarcastic laugh, her eyes gleaming with mockery. "Really? Robert afford a bag this much?" she sneered, her gaze landing on the $89,000 price tag of the bag Anita had been eyeing earlier. "You? A pauper like you? Trying to level up so bad—it’s laughable!"She continued, "You’re in way over your head, Robert. You’re just digging your own grave, pretending to be something you're not. This is going to put you in serious trouble one day, mark my words."Her words dripped with disdain, but beneath her confident exterior, a seed of unease began to sprout. She couldn’t shake the memories of her past encounters with Robert. She recalled their run-in at the Luxor Hotel—how she had expected him to be exposed as a fraud or a thief, yet, to her bewilderment, he ha
The words hit Lila like a slap to the face. Her eyes widened in shock, then narrowed in fury, her face flushing with a mix of anger and embarrassment. For a moment, she was rendered speechless, her mouth opening and closing as she struggled to find a retort. But soon, the anger boiled over, and she exploded into a furious rant."You—how dare you!" she sputtered, her voice rising in pitch. "You think you can talk to me like that? Do you know who I am? I’ve got more class in my little finger than you’ll ever have! Those bags—those bags are worth more than anything you’ll ever touch! You’re nothing but a lowlife, a pathetic little con man who can’t afford even a scrap of what I have!"Lila’s face contorted with rage, her voice dripping with venom as she continued to rant, her words becoming more disjointed and desperate as she tried to regain some semblance of control over the situation. "You’re the joke here, Robert! A joke! And as for you," she spat, turning her glare towards Anita, "
The tension in the air was electric, thick and oppressive like a storm cloud ready to burst. The other guests, who had been observing the escalating situation with a mix of curiosity and skepticism, began to murmur amongst themselves, their voices tinged with both anticipation and judgment."Serves him right," one diner whispered, barely hiding a smirk. "He must be out of his mind to go up against someone like Mr. Smith.""Foolish, really," another chimed in, shaking their head. "He’s asking for it. The manager’s going to toss him out on his ear, just wait and see."The whispers grew louder, with some even casting pitying glances at Robert, while others openly mocked him. "He has no idea who he’s dealing with," one person commented with a sneer. "Smith’s a regular here, practically untouchable. That guy is done for."Anita, sitting beside Robert, could feel her heart pounding in her chest. She was visibly fidgeting, her fingers nervously tapping on the edge of the table. The thought o
Robert remained unnervingly calm as Mr. Smith's voice escalated, his threats echoing through the luxurious hall of the VIP section. His demeanor was as steady as a still lake before a storm, showing no hint of the tension burning beneath the surface. The more Mr. Smith ranted, the less Robert seemed to react, his composed expression only further fueling Mr. Smith’s fury.Mr. Smith sneered, his voice thick with venom. "You act like you’re above it all, like you own this place, you think everyone else is just as deceitful as you?"The other customers, were now turning their heads, their curiosity piqued by the growing commotion. Some whispered among themselves, while others watched intently, their food momentarily forgotten.Robert, sensing the perfect opportunity to twist the knife, leaned back in his chair, his expression calm. "Well, Smith," he said with a casual shrug, "if you must know, I own this place."Mr. Smith froze mid-rant, his eyes narrowing as he processed what Robert had
As Robert and Anita left the lively birthday party, the evening air was cool, and the city lights glittered around them. Anita’s stomach growled audibly, and she burst into laughter.“Okay, that’s embarrassing,” she said, rubbing her belly. “But seriously, I’m starving. We’ve been surviving on potato chips, cupcakes, and candy all night. I need some real food—something warm and hearty.”Robert chuckled, nodding in agreement. “I hear you. I can’t believe they called that a party spread. You know what? Let’s go somewhere special. I know a place.”Anita’s eyes lit up with excitement. “Special, huh? Fancy or casual?”“Oh, very fancy,” Robert said, a mischievous smile playing at his lips. “Trust me, you’ll love it.”Curiosity piqued, Anita grinned. “Alright, lead the way. Just don’t make me wait too long; I’m already dreaming about a perfect, gourmet meal.”They drove through the city, the anticipation growing as Robert pulled up to an elegant, upscale restaurant. The establishment exuded s