Andrew, who had just arrived, greeted the professor with a smile, seemingly unfazed by the situation. He quipped, "I wonder what my humble self has done to merit this invitation," addressing Professor Liam. Professor Liam oversaw the school's conduct bureau, responsible for addressing troublemakers within the school. Those summoned by him were typically associated with some form of wrongdoing on campus. "You've crossed the line, so report to the office," Professor Liam stated firmly, his tone serious and unwavering. Whispers spread throughout the school as students commented, "Ha! He thinks he's untouchable... Let's see how he deals with the bureau." Many students harbored animosity towards Andrew due to his exceptional intelligence and wealth, which elevated him to a godlike status in their eyes, making him a target of envy and resentment. "I hope it's not what I'm fearing," Hannah, who was nearby, muttered angrily upon witnessing Andrew being called by the professor. Andrew br
Daniel, witnessing Andrew's fall, felt a surge of satisfaction, anticipating that Tommy would now have the opportunity to harm Andrew. "Let's see what happens when he's out of the picture and can't have Hannah," Daniel smirked with a malicious grin. However, Andrew quickly regained his footing and brushed off his body. He glanced down at his now stained red suit. "Hmm... You've just ruined a very expensive suit of mine. I hope you have enough money to compensate for it," Andrew remarked, assuming a running position as he swiftly lunged towards Tommy, who stood just a few meters away. In a matter of seconds, Andrew closed the distance and launched a kick towards Tommy's face. Reacting swiftly, Tommy deflected the kick with his elbow, effectively blocking the attack. Andrew's eyes narrowed as Tommy skillfully blocked his kick, his expression unfazed. With a slight smirk, Andrew shifted his weight and pivoted on his heel, delivering a spinning back kick aimed at Tommy's midsection.
It was seven o'clock in the morning, and Wilson Bridge College, one of the most prestigious universities in Lantana City, was bustling with a large influx of students heading to their various classes.Among the crowd stood Andrew Everest, a twenty-one-year-old college student with silver hair. He wore his eyeglasses and carried his bags, weighed down by the heavy books he lugged around every day. He was an orphan who had to fend for himself entirely.Having lost his mother just a year ago, Andrew was rejected by his family members, leaving him with no one to take care of him. Furthermore, all the properties left by his late father had been taken by his uncles, leaving him with nothing. The hardship of trying to support Andrew as a single parent had taken a toll on his mother's health, and due to a lack of money, she passed away in the hospital.Andrew always regretted his perceived incompetence in raising enough money to take care of his mother.As he made his way towards the lecture
Andrew was thrown to the floor by Stanley, his body bleeding profusely. Every blow from Stanley caused immense pain, rendering Andrew unable to move any part of his body. He felt as if the entire world was on the verge of collapsing around him. Unknown to him, a small trickle of his blood made its way to a green ring on his hand. The ring possessed a golden band with a delicate green gem embedded in it. Suddenly, the gem emitted a faint green light, coinciding with Andrew's eyes beginning to glow. Lying weakly on the ground, Andrew sensed a profound energy surging within him. It was as if the very essence of power was coursing through his veins. "Hahahah! A penniless freeloader like you can't even handle a single blow from me," Stanley jeered, relishing in Andrew's helpless state. Andrew's blood boiled upon hearing these words. Though he lacked the strength to stand, he could no longer tolerate Stanley's taunting. "I am not a freeloader!" Andrew retorted defiantly, his voice fil
"What on earth is happening here?" Andrew abruptly released Stanley's hands, unaware of the sheer force within him that had caused Stanley's bone to break.Stanley felt an incredible amount of pressure and pain from Andrew's hands, and he couldn't help but wonder how a small, slender person like Andrew, who didn't possess much physical strength, could withstand his punch so effortlessly and not only that had the power to shatter his fist.Stanley was bleeding as he turned his gaze towards the source of the voice, he noticed it was a lecturer. In an instant, he decided to portray himself as the one being bullied.The lecturer's attention immediately focused on Hannah, who was lying on the ground. Stanley, clutching his broken fist, spoke up, "Andrew! I told you to leave Hannah alone, and now you've attacked me. Why are you acting so wicked?" Stanley's words caught Andrew off guard, leaving him momentarily stunned.Despite his pretense of sobriety, Stanley couldn't hide the wicked smir
Andrew couldn't believe his eyes. He momentarily turned towards the exit before heading out and squeezed the complimentary card Hannah had given him and threw it into the trash can. Andrew immediately headed home angrily. ********** Andrew lived on the outskirts of the city. He stood in front of his weathered apartment building, its faded exterior displaying the signs of neglect over time. Inside Andrew's apartment, a simple and humble space, the worn-out door was unlocked, and he stepped inside. *Bammmm!* He slammed the door in anger, frustrated by the events that had unfolded before him. The small living area had different uses, but it wasn't in the best condition. The off-white walls were faded and had some cracks. The carpet was old and worn-out, and you could tell it used to be softer. The furniture in the room didn't match and looked like it had been passed down through generations or bought second-hand. There was a faded and frayed couch against one wall. In the middle of
Hearing those words made Andrew feel really relieved inside. He realized that overcoming the pain he had gone through was exactly what he needed to do. Andrew wiped away his tears, determined to regain his composure. He looked at the holographic projection of his father and asked, "What should I do now?" His father's hologram looked right into Andrew's eyes, showing a sense of purpose and wisdom. "First, you need to know that money can open doors and give you the power to make a difference in the world. And my son, you already have that power," his father explained. Andrew's mind was filled with confusion. He didn't fully understand what his father meant, so he asked for more clarity. "How? I don't understand?." "This very ring possesses numerous things. Years ago, I foresaw the potential greed within our family, realizing they would seek to claim the entirety of our fortune if anything were to happen to me. So in other to counter that, I established a concealed stash fund store
After coming back home, Andrew sat down in his chair and felt a wave of relief. He placed the ring on his desk with caution, and to his surprise, it started to glow and showed a hologram of his father. Andrew was filled with excitement and couldn't wait to ask about the bank account. He eagerly said, "I've confirmed the bank account, what do I do now?" His father's voice from the hologram responded, "Enter the PIN and log in using your phone." Andrew reached for his outdated iPhone 6 and accessed the Golden Horizon bank app. Entering his PIN, he noticed an asterisk symbol at the top, obscuring his balance. He was curious as he tapped the "View" option. As Andrew tapped his phone screen, his eyes opened wide with disbelief. He couldn't help but exclaim, "Oh my goodness!" He jumped out of his seat, covering his mouth in shock. The number displayed on the screen showed an enormous amount of money, with twelve digits representing billions of dollars. The sheer size of the amount left A