THE RICH GUY IN DISGUISE

"Hey, I'm running late. I have to go now," Donald said, after checking his wristwatch. He had better go back to work before it was too late."Donnie, to where? By the way, I wanted to tell you I wouldn't be able to come around to your birthday tomorrow, so..." But before Jackson his close friend at the University could finish his statement, Donald had dashed away, replying to him from a distance. "See you later!" Donald was in his final year at the University of Chesbil and was to turn 20 years old the next day. He had been experiencing a low-key life ever since he was born and had been involved in low-status jobs to learn what his future employees might be like and most importantly, to better understand, the inner and basic core of running different companies and leading its employees.Within a short time, he arrived at the Royals' hotel, where he worked as a food server. "Hey, Donald," one of his colleagues at the hotel greeted him as he walked in. "Hi, Greg," Donald replied, as

While Sandra continued pleading, she suddenly saw Donald standing not too far from them. Feeling disgusted at Donald’s existence, she rolled her eyes and murmured somthing beneath her breath."Eh! How come this useless pauper is here? Has he still not given up on me?" Sandra naturally suspected that Donald was there because he had been following them all the way long.The rich guy, Rodney, also noticed Donald, and after sharing a mischievous look with Sandra, the two of them burst into laughter. "Hey, how come the servant boy is here? Have you been following us? Poor spoony!" Rodney couldn’t hold back the pride of a winner as he laid a deep kiss on Sandra, which made the latter giggle in pleasure. However, Donald didn’t even spare them a side glance. He wasn’t there to waste his precious time on a couple of bitch and bastard, he was there to prepare for his luxurious life.Rodney, on the other hand, had never been ignored like this, and what made him boil with anger as he had just b

“You can't believe who I saw! " Rodney said, his eyes wide open as if he had seen ghosts. "Who?" a female voice asked lazily from the other end. "I saw Donald, your ex. Did you happen to know that he is the son of the giant tycoon Albert Jeff"“Hahaha...No way. You’re kidding me, he is just an average poor commoner" the female voice interrupted with laughter. "No, Sandra. I’m serious. He is indeed from a rich home. His birthday is being celebrated in a grand style, and the creme de la creme of the society are all present..." "What …. do you mean?" Sandra questioned, her voice shaking obviously. Was she having hearing problems at such a young age?"You won’t believe it, he was announced to soon take over a very large consortium in this city! Didn’t you say he was so poor he couldn’t even afford to buy you a ring?" Rodney roared with suppressed anger, as he hung up on the phone. He had ruined it all just because of a whore!"Can this be true? Rodney is probably drunk," Sandra said t

It was Donald's graduation day at the University of Chesbil, and his family members were all present. He was excited that he was graduating from the University, and some of his colleagues who worked with him while he did low-status jobs were also present. Many shook hands with him, while some others hugged him to congratulate him. The day was a memorable one for him, not only because he was graduating from the University, but because he received an award as the best graduating student of the University. Many of his schoolmates envied him, and he was praised for been able to graduate with an award, despite having to jumble menial jobs with study.While he stood to take pictures with his family and friends, he had a voice not too far away. "CEO" the person called. After calling a number of times without any response, the person moved close to tap him on his shoulders, then he whispered: "CEO." Donald turned to look at the person, and burst into laughter. It was one of his classmates,

Amelia was surprised by Donald's reaction. "I don't know what you're talking about, Donald," Amelia managed to say. "You're such a pretender. I'm sure you know what I'm talking about. Why didn't you come to pay my Mum a visit to the hospital as you promised? Now, you came to visit me when you found out that she had been discharged. I called you on several occasions, but you didn't pick up your calls, or return them," Donald said."No, you're getting things wrong. I was kidnapped..." "Hahaha...Donald burst into laughter. You're not so good at lying. How would you be kidnapped and come here looking this radiant? Do you think I'm a fool?" Donald asked with a frown on his face. "I'm not lying. You need to listen to me, Donald. You just..." "Call the security men to come and take her out of here," Donald told the servant standing close to the door.Within a short while, the men were around. They quickly held Amelia by the arms and led her out of the house.*********The next day at Dulu