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The unexpected student billionaire Chapter Three Hundred and Sixteen
The moment Richard's injuries began to heal, it was like watching magic unfold before George’s eyes. The process was visible to the naked eye, the damage to Richard's body slowly reversing. The broken bones started to fuse back together, the wounds closed, and the poisoned bullet wound began to heal. George stood vigil, watching closely, every muscle in his body tense with anticipation. Though he trusted the golden liquid completely, the sight of his grandson in such a fragile state gnawed at his heart.For over five minutes, Richard’s body reacted to the healing potion. The transformation was slow—painfully slow—given the extent of his injuries. But George didn’t look away, his gaze never leaving Richard as the thick, smelly pus began to ooze from his skin. George quickly called for the maids, his voice laced with urgency.The maids arrived swiftly, and with careful hands, they undressed Richard, wiping away the viscous pus, changing the blood-soaked sheets, and making sure he was as
The unexpected student billionaire Chapter Three Hundred and Seventeen
George sat behind the mahogany desk, his movements deliberate and slow as he poured the wine, filling both glasses before passing one to Richard. The glass, delicate in its crystal clarity, caught the light as George slid it over to his grandson.Richard took the glass with a quiet nod, appreciating the gesture, though his mind was miles away. He raised it to his lips, taking a sip as he pondered the recent events that had brought him here. The rich flavor of the wine seemed to momentarily ground him, but before he could fully relax, his grandfather broke the silence, his voice steady but laced with concern.“What exactly happened, Richard?”The simple question pierced through Richard’s thoughts, forcing him to recall the horrific events. His brow furrowed as he began recounting the attack, speaking of the assassin’s cold demeanor, the violent confrontation, and the unmistakable feeling that death had been only a breath away. He didn't hold anything back, detailing every moment as best
The unexpected student billionaire Chapter Three Hundred and Eighteen
Dominic Prescott lay on the luxurious king-sized bed, the soft sheets barely grazing his skin as he basked in the aftermath of an indulgent night. The VIP section of the five-star hotel felt like a private sanctuary, a place where the world’s rules didn’t apply. Beside him, a beautiful woman, her curves tantalizing and her features captivating, lay peacefully. She had surrendered to him—her body now a mere memory of their intense moments together.Sweat clung to Dominic's well-built body, glistening in the soft light that filtered through the room. It was clear that the night had been one of hedonistic pleasure, an indulgence in both power and lust. But despite the pleasure he had just experienced, his mind wandered elsewhere, consumed by the thought of Richard, the man who had dared to challenge him.His gaze shifted to Amelia, peacefully asleep beside him, her presence a stark contrast to the violent thoughts swirling in his mind. A smug, triumphant smirk slowly spread across Dominic
The unexpected student billionaire Chapter Three Hundred and Nineteen
David Prescott sat in his opulent office, the weight of his recent troubles pressing down on him like a suffocating cloud. His mind churned with confusion and frustration. His company, the Prescott Group, was crumbling before his eyes, and yet he couldn’t understand why. He hadn’t made any missteps, hadn’t crossed any lines that would warrant such a devastating attack. His only recent quarrels had been with business rivals—rivals who, though they posed a challenge, certainly didn’t have the power to bring a $100 billion company to its knees. So who, then, was behind this catastrophic downfall?His thoughts spiraled in a haze of uncertainty, when suddenly, the shrill ring of his phone cut through the silence. Startled, David quickly answered, assuming it was an update from his company’s struggling departments. But the voice that greeted him on the other end was not what he expected. It was accusatory, sharp, and carried an underlying threat.“You have the nerve to send your bodyguards a
The unexpected student billionaire Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty
The sun hung low in the sky as three luxurious cars rolled up to the entrance of the university, their polished bodies gleaming in the late morning light. The soft hum of their engines filled the air as they came to a halt. Richard had exchanged his hospital clothes for a sleek yet casual outfit, one that subtly communicated wealth and style. His appearance was striking—sharp features, a confident posture, and a quiet but undeniable aura of power that seemed to captivate everyone around him.As the bodyguards stepped out of the vehicles in perfect synchrony, their black suits and formidable presence made the students stand to attention. The air around them thickened with tension; their intimidating stances told everyone that these were no ordinary bodyguards. These men exuded an aura of strength and capability, and they moved with a purposeful efficiency that made it clear they weren’t there for show—they were there to protect someone important.Richard, despite the extravagance surrou
The unexpected student billionaire Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty One
The ladies in particular seemed to devour him with their eyes, their admiration bordering on fixation. It was uncomfortable. Richard could feel their stares—heavy, intense, as if they were silently appraising every inch of him. He shifted uncomfortably under the weight of their gaze, but there was nothing he could do about it. He couldn’t exactly tell them to stop staring, not without making the situation more awkward. So, he did what he could—he endured it, though every second of it grated on his nerves.Finally, the door to the lecture hall opened, and the lecturer entered, putting an end to the gossip and unwanted attention. The students quickly turned their focus to the front of the room, the tension in the air dissipating as the class began. For the next hour, the lecture proceeded as planned. Everyone was engaged, their minds fixed on the material at hand. With exams looming just around the corner, the importance of this lecture weighed heavily on the students, forcing them to gi
The unexpected student billionaire Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty Two
As Richard stood in the lecture hall, his gaze fixed on Dominic, the students around him began to observe the changes in his demeanor. The once-proud and invincible Dominic Prescott now appeared disheveled, his usual high and mighty attitude nowhere to be found. His clothes were rumpled, his hair unkempt, and there was a distinct air of someone who hadn't seen a shower in days. This stark contrast to his usual polished appearance didn’t go unnoticed by the students, who, only moments ago, had been captivated by his flashy arrival. Now, their focus shifted, and they began to mutter amongst themselves, the realization dawning that the man standing before them was not the untouchable figure he once was.Richard, always perceptive, studied Dominic closely. From the whispers around him, he pieced together the situation. Dominic's presence here, the way he knelt before Richard, was clear: he was begging for mercy. And Richard, after hearing the gossip from the students, had already come to a
The unexpected student billionaire Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty Three
After the unsettling encounter at the university, Richard was heading to a nearby restaurant to clear his mind. But fate had other plans. As he walked along the street, a car suddenly sped toward him, the engine roaring as it came dangerously close to hitting him. Richard’s heart raced, and his anger surged as the car barely missed running him over. He couldn’t let this slide. Not today. His temper flared, and he marched towards the car, determined to make the driver aware of how reckless they had been.When the car came to a stop, Richard approached, ready to voice his frustration. As the driver stepped out, he was taken aback to see a woman behind the wheel. She was striking—fair-skinned with blonde hair, dressed in expensive designer clothes that spoke of wealth and elegance. But despite her poised appearance, something in her demeanor suggested that she was distressed, her eyes filled with unease."What were you driving? Why the rush? You almost ran me over! You’ll have to compensa
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Chapter Three Hundred and Forty-Seven
Richard’s first day at Carmichael Enterprises was a blur of introductions, orientations, and briefings. As the hours passed, he settled into his new role. He had been briefed by Mr. James beforehand on what to expect, and it helped him navigate the challenges of his first day with ease. The questions asked during the interview were simple enough to answer, but Richard had made sure he crafted his responses carefully. With the knowledge he’d prepared, he passed every inquiry effortlessly, stunning his interviewers with his sharp intellect and calm demeanor. There was a certain satisfaction in seeing the surprised looks on their faces. Victor Carmichael’s company, known for its ruthless efficiency, had seen plenty of applicants come and go, but none had impressed like Richard. His confidence, combined with his insights, made him a highly valuable asset to the company—and before long, he was in. When the meeting ended, Richard was given a tour of the company’s sleek, high-rise headquar
Chapter Three Hundred and Forty Six
Richard sat in the quiet of Mr. James’s office, his fingers tapping rhythmically against the polished wood of the desk. The decision was made. He was going to do this. The path ahead was risky, but there was no other choice. If he was going to take down Victor Carmichael, he would need to get inside the beast’s den—his company—and slowly, piece by piece, tear it apart.The room around him seemed to hold its breath as Mr. James paced in front of him, the older man clearly troubled by the course Richard had chosen. Every few steps, he would glance at Richard, his face a mix of concern and disbelief.“You can’t be serious,” Mr. James said, stopping to face Richard. His voice was steady, but there was an undercurrent of worry. “This is a dangerous game, Richard. Getting inside Carmichael’s company? That’s not something you walk away from without scars. This man—he’s ruthless. And if he even suspects you’re playing him, he won’t hesitate to make you regret it.”Richard met his gaze with a
Chapter Three Hundred and Forty Five
Richard’s mind raced as he stepped into the office. The sharp scent of wood polish and freshly printed documents filled the air. The sleek glass walls reflected his tired yet determined face as he moved past them. The office had always been a symbol of power, but today it felt different—like the calm before a storm.Mr. James, as always, was already waiting for him. The older man stood by his desk, his usual composed demeanor matching the gravity of the situation. As Richard entered, Mr. James straightened, offering a respectful nod.“Richard,” he said, his voice steady, “I’m glad you could make it. We have much to discuss.”Richard didn’t bother with pleasantries. “I’m here. Let’s get to it.”Mr. James nodded, gesturing toward the chair opposite his desk. “Please, sit down. This will take some time.”Richard took a seat, his gaze focused on Mr. James. The urgency in the older man’s tone only increased his already heightened sense of anticipation. The name Victor Carmichael still echo
Chapter Three hundred and Forty four
“I didn’t change overnight. But I’m done letting people tell me what I can and can’t do.”The bell rang, signaling the start of class, but Richard wasn’t thinking about the lessons or the work ahead. He was thinking about the choice he’d made.He wasn’t a nobody anymore.And from that day forward, everyone in the room would know it.The bell rang, signaling the end of another class, but Richard’s mind was elsewhere. He had just experienced the most public moment of his life—his declaration of independence in front of Eliza’s friends, his unspoken shift from quiet student to someone who could stand his ground—and yet, something was gnawing at him. His interactions with Eliza had changed, his standing among his peers had shifted, but there was still a quiet weight in the back of his mind, a presence he couldn’t escape: the past.As he gathered his things, slipping his laptop into his bag and adjusting his coat, Richard’s phone vibrated on his desk. His fingers hovered over the screen. H
Chapter Three Hundred and Forty-Three
The next day at school, the air seemed different. It wasn’t just the fact that Richard had survived the night at Eliza’s party; it was something else entirely. Something had shifted. Richard could feel it as soon as he entered the school grounds, the way people looked at him a little longer, whispered a little more when they thought he wasn’t paying attention. It wasn’t overt—nothing obvious—but the whispers were there, the curious glances, the lingering stares.As he walked into his first class of the day, he spotted Charles and Oliver already seated at their usual spot, talking animatedly, no doubt about last night. Their eyes lit up when they saw him, and both of them turned to face him the moment he entered the room.“Yo, Richard!” Charles called out, a grin spreading across his face. “How’d it go last night, man? Did you survive the big party?”Oliver leaned in as well, an expectant look on his face. “Yeah, you totally disappeared after the whole gift fiasco. What happened after
Chapter Three Hundred and Forty-Two
Mr. Luggard led the way, his usual confident stride now laced with curiosity and a hint of wariness.Richard followed silently, hands in his pockets, scanning the room with the relaxed poise of someone who was used to being watched—but not concerned by it.The doors closed behind them.Mr. Luggard turned, now face-to-face with the man who had just flipped the entire social balance of the evening without lifting a finger.“I must admit,” Luggard began, his voice measured, “I was… surprised. To say the least.”Richard gave a faint smile. “I figured.”“That pendant,” Luggard continued, moving toward a small cart with aged whisky and crystal glasses, “that was no ordinary gift. Only a handful of those pieces exist. Most went to European royalty or oil families.”Richard nodded. “I’m aware.”“You didn’t buy that with scholarship money,” Luggard said, watching him now—closely.“I didn’t.”The silence stretched for a long second.Mr. Luggard poured a drink, offering one to Richard, who decli
Chapter Three Hundred and Forty-one
The night pressed on, glittering in champagne and shallow compliments. The atmosphere in the hall had shifted ever since Andrew’s arrival. Guests circled like satellites around him and Eliza, exchanging greetings, flattery, and curated smiles.But the highlight of the evening was just beginning.“Ladies and gentlemen,” Mr. Luggard’s voice rang through the room, smooth and commanding, “thank you again for joining us tonight to celebrate a remarkable milestone in my daughter’s life. Launching a brand at her age, with this level of ambition and success, is something to be truly proud of.”Applause followed. Eliza stood to the side, glowing beneath the spotlight, her smile graceful but laced with tension only a few could notice.“As a tradition,” Mr. Luggard continued, “this part of the evening is reserved for those who wish to present their personal congratulations… in the form of gifts.”The crowd reacted with anticipation. This was the silent contest—who could outdo whom in taste, eleg
Chapter Three Hundred and Forty
Sebastian straightened. “Mr. Luggard, sorry to bother you—but I felt it was important. This young man here,” he gestured at Richard, “came to the event without an invitation. He’s not on the guest list. I believe he snuck in, and considering the nature of tonight’s celebration, I thought it best to alert you immediately.”Richard turned toward Mr. Luggard. “I was invited. By Eliza. Personally.”Luggard looked him over, expression unreadable. “What’s your name, son?”“Richard.”“Richard…?”Richard paused. His instincts told him to keep his identity sealed, to stay under the radar. So he simply said, “Just Richard, sir.”Sebastian chuckled under his breath, shaking his head.Luggard turned to one of the security guards. “Check the guest list.”The guard pulled out a digital tablet and began scrolling through names. After a moment, he shook his head.“No Richard listed, sir. No one by that name.”Luggard’s lips thinned. He turned back to Richard. “I’m afraid I can’t allow guests without
Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty-Nine
“Hey, you’re Richard, right?” Sebastian’s voice was smooth, friendly, but it carried an edge that made it clear this wasn’t just a casual greeting.Richard turned, slightly startled, his hand instinctively reaching for the drink in his hand. He didn’t recognize the man approaching him, but the tone in his voice made it clear that he wasn’t here to chat about the weather.“Yeah, that’s me,” Richard said, his voice steady. “Can I help you?”Sebastian smiled, but it was cold and practiced. “Oh, I just wanted to introduce myself. I’m Sebastian. I’m a friend of Andrew’s. We’ve been hearing a lot about you.”Richard’s eyes flicked for a moment, confusion flashing in his mind. “Andrew?”Sebastian’s smile widened, but there was no warmth behind it. “Yeah, Eliza’s boyfriend. You know him, right?”At the mention of Andrew, Richard’s stomach tightened. This was the part of the night that had been looming over him ever since he’d heard about Eliza’s boyfriend. From what he’d gathered, Andrew was
