The Secretly Rich Guard

Chapter Seventeen

The next day in school,

The professor had asked Richard to see him after school was over.

As soon as the students heard that, the erupted in murmurs of dissatisfaction.

Richard waited for the buzz around him to die down before he slipped his phone out of his Jean pocket. He had received a message notification earlier but his mind was too distracted to check who the sender was.

His lips drew back a snarl as he scrolled through his phone.

There was still a lull of noise in the background as several students hung around him.

They were talking in hushed times about Richard who had almost been disgraced by their professor. A few of them wondered in disbelief over how he was able to attempt a year four question.

The confidence he has used in attacking the question earlier had left a number of them surprised.

“Perhaps, he’s not even that smart” One of the male students, who felt slightly threatened by Richard , said in a forced laughter.

The guys who huddled around him picked up the cue