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The unexpected student billionaire Chapter Two Hundred and Ten
“Vivian, I remember you were the best at ‘When a Man Loves a Woman’ back then. Let my hobby compete with you on that song. What do you think?” Sandra’s voice was laced with a hint of smugness, as though she had already won the moment she uttered the challenge.Vivian, usually composed, let out a soft sigh, though it was tinged with indifference. She gave Sandra a brief, cold look before responding. “Sure,” she said simply, without hesitation.Morris, on the other hand, observed quietly, but a slight shift in his expression revealed that he wasn’t as eager as Sandra. "When a Man Loves a Woman" was a well-known piece, but compared to the other more intricate works of piano literature, it was considered relatively simple. The melody, while beautiful, lacked the complexity of some of the other famous piano pieces. Yet, the ending could prove challenging for someone who hadn’t played it in a while.Vivian’s eyes darkened slightly as she thought about it. It wasn’t the type of piece she woul
The unexpected student billionaire Chapter Two Hundred and Eleven
Seeing Richard’s indifferent expression, Angela’s heart filled with a mixture of anger and disappointment. Her brows furrowed as she turned sharply to face him, unable to contain her frustration any longer. “Richard, are you even a man? Amelia’s being bullied, and yet you’re just standing there, silent! Why aren’t you saying anything?”Richard, however, didn’t flinch. He glanced at Angela, his expression empty and unreadable. He said nothing, his gaze cold.Vivian, who had been observing the exchange between Richard and Angela, couldn’t hide the frown that crossed her face. Her disappointment was palpable. Although Vivian had played a part in today’s confrontation, she couldn’t help but feel frustrated by Richard’s lack of action. Sandra and Morris had humiliated Amelia time and time again, yet Richard—her fiancé—stood by silently, not lifting a finger to defend her.Vivian was not a snobbish woman; she didn’t judge people by their wealth or background. She had seen firsthand how kindn
The unexpected student billionaire Chapter Two Hundred and Twelve
As a student of Charles Anderson, Morris was well aware that Symphony No. 10 was one of the most challenging pieces to perform in the entire piano world. Countless renowned pianists had attempted to recreate it, but none had truly captured its essence. The technical difficulty alone was enough to test even the most accomplished musicians, but the emotional depth required to perform it was what truly set it apart.Vivian had chosen to compete with Morris on the piece “When a Man Loves a Woman.” It was a beautiful song, yes, but compared to Symphony No. 10, it was relatively simple. There were countless pianists who could play that song, but only a select few could even attempt to bring the full weight of Symphony No. 10 to life.Richard watched Morris closely, his expression cold and composed. His thoughts drifted to the past, far from the present moment, as he observed the man before him.In his youth, Richard had learned the piano in the orphanage. It wasn’t a grand or well-equipped p
The unexpected student billionaire Chapter Two Hundred and Thirteen
Richard took a deep breath, trying to pull himself out of the heavy weight of his memories and back into the present moment. The piano’s haunting melody still echoed faintly in his mind, but he knew he had to focus. He sighed softly, his breath carrying the quiet frustration of the moment, before standing up slowly and locking eyes with Morris.From the beginning, the outcome of this competition had been all but decided. It was clear to anyone with even a basic understanding of the piano that Richard and Morris were not on the same level. To put it simply, there was no contest. Richard was destined to win, and deep down, Morris had to have known that. It was only a matter of time before he would have to admit it.“I lost,” Morris finally muttered, his voice low and begrudging.Richard’s lips curled into a faint, almost imperceptible smile. "You admit defeat?" he asked, his tone not mocking, but matter-of-fact. "Didn't you say I was trash before? Now you can't even win against me? So, c
The unexpected student billionaire Chapter Two Hundred and Fourteen
“Apologize to you?” Amelia’s voice wavered in disbelief when she heard Sandra’s words. The audacity of the request left her speechless.Sandra, standing there with a malicious glint in her eyes, stared them down, her arms crossed. “Yeah, if you don’t dare compete with me, it means you’ve lost. If you lose, you have to apologize to me!” she said with a smug smile, clearly enjoying the power she thought she had over them.Amelia’s frustration boiled over. “You have no shame! It’s already gracious of us not to ask for an apology from you. Why should we apologize to you? On what grounds?” Her voice rose, her patience worn thin by Sandra's arrogance.“I don’t care, but now you only have two choices,” Sandra snapped, her tone biting and firm. “Either you let Richard compete with me on the guitar, or you apologize to me right now. Otherwise, no one is leaving today!” Her words rang with the venom of someone who was accustomed to getting her way.Richard, Amelia, and the others had been trying
The unexpected student billionaire Chapter Two Hundred and Fifteen
Turning toward Richard, Sandra sneered, her lips curling into a disdainful smile. “Come with me to the third floor!” she shouted arrogantly, already heading toward the stairs without a second glance.Richard, feeling the weight of the situation but unwilling to let Sandra have the last word, sighed softly. He followed her up the stairs, his thoughts a mix of irritation and inevitability. It seemed like there was no way out of this ridiculous competition.A few minutes later, Richard, Amelia, Angela, and the others made their way to the third floor of Symphony Studio, each of them silently anticipating the upcoming showdown. Everyone had gathered, eager to watch the spectacle unfold.Once they arrived, Richard, ever the gentleman, allowed Sandra to play first. He stepped aside with a calm, collected demeanor, aware that Sandra’s performance would be nothing short of spectacular.Sandra didn’t hesitate. She strode confidently to the guitar, the instrument sitting in its familiar place, w
The unexpected student billionaire Chapter Two Hundred and Sixteen
Sandra’s fingers danced over the guitar strings, and the sweet, familiar melody of “When a Man Loves a Woman” flowed through the room. Every note she played was flawless, every chord perfectly struck. Even an experienced guitarist might have hesitated to compete against her. The performance was so polished, so precise, that it was hard to believe she was anything less than a virtuoso.But Richard, standing at the back of the room, showed no sign of backing down. To everyone else, it seemed like a futile attempt on his part—he was only setting himself up for humiliation.As the crowd murmured and watched him, Richard ignored the curious and somewhat mocking glances. He walked steadily toward the guitar, his steps calm and assured. The murmurs faded into the background as his fingers gently touched the strings.“Huff…” Richard inhaled deeply, grounding himself in the moment, feeling the instrument in his hands. He closed his eyes for a brief second, remembering the lessons from his youth
The unexpected student billionaire Chapter Two Hundred and Seventeen
As Richard’s fingers gently hovered over the guitar strings, an unexpected hush filled the room. The audience, captivated by the rhythm of the guitar, had forgotten about the rivalry. They were pulled into the melody that Richard weaved with his touch. Each note resonated deeper than the last, and the atmosphere shifted.Sandra, who had been so certain of her victory, couldn't hide her shock. When she saw Richard's calm, measured approach, she felt a twinge of unease. As his melody began to flow, she could sense something stirring in the room, something that no amount of practiced technique could overcome.When the final note of Richard’s performance lingered in the air, a deep silence followed. It was a silence of reflection, of the kind of music that moved the soul. Richard gently placed the guitar down and slowly opened his eyes, his breath steady.“Who won?” Richard asked, his voice calm, almost unbothered by the tension surrounding him. His words hung in the air, defying the obvio
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Chapter Three Hundred and Sixty-Three
With the Dawn Brotherhood retreating into the mist, Richard, Zara, and Kai caught their breath, their bodies bruised but alive. The giant man stood silently, his massive form looming over them. He was older than Richard had first assumed, his face weathered and his body covered in scars that told stories of countless battles.“Thank you,” Richard said, his voice hoarse from the fight. “You came just in time.”The giant grunted, his gaze scanning the forest, still on alert. “You’re lucky I was nearby. The Dawn Brotherhood is a dangerous group. I wouldn’t trust them if I were you.”“Who are you?” Zara asked, her tone cautious but curious.The giant’s lips curled into a grim smile. “I’m Tian Jun.”Richard’s heart skipped a beat. This was the man they had been searching for—the man who knew the way to the Xan Ling herb.“You’re Tian Jun,” Richard said, his voice filled with awe and respect. “We’ve been looking for you.”Tian Jun nodded slowly. “I know. You’re not the first to come seeking
Chapter Three Hundred and Sixty-Two
Zara, ever alert, noticed the subtle change first. “We’re not alone,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “I’m picking up movement in the trees.”Kai, who had been scanning the surroundings since the beginning of the trek, immediately tensed, his posture shifting. “There’s more than one. They’re trying to get ahead of us.”Richard’s eyes narrowed. More than one? This wasn’t supposed to be an ordinary mission. Other people were seeking the Xan Ling herb, too.It wasn’t long before the sound of footsteps echoed through the mist. The group instinctively moved closer together, Zara and Kai ready to spring into action, while Richard’s hand instinctively rested on the hilt of his blade. They weren’t sure who was out there, but one thing was certain: they had competition.Suddenly, from the thick shadows of the forest, a group of masked figures emerged. They were dressed in dark robes, their faces obscured by hoods, making them appear like phantoms in the mist. They moved with the silen
Chapter Three Hundred and Sixty One
The journey had been long and arduous, but Richard, Zara, and Kai were close. They had crossed rough terrain, climbed steep hills, and navigated through dense forests. The further they ventured, the more isolated the world became. It was as if the earth itself was conspiring to keep the Xan Ling herb hidden from all but the most determined seekers.After several days of travel, they finally reached the base of the mountains, where Tian Jun’s village was rumored to lie hidden. The village was shrouded in mist, the tall peaks above creating a natural barrier between the outside world and this secretive place. It was as if the mountains themselves were guarding the secret of the Xan Ling herb.But as Richard and his companions approached the foot of the mountains, they began to sense a shift in the air. Something felt off. It wasn’t just the looming presence of the mountains or the thickening fog; it was the feeling of being watched.Zara, ever alert, noticed the subtle change first. “We
Chapter Three Hundred and Sixty
As the night wore on, Richard, Zara, and Kai had successfully followed Dorian Vargas without him suspecting. The man’s movements were sharp and deliberate, his confidence betraying a keen awareness of his surroundings, but despite his careful nature, Richard knew he had to stay on his tail. The only way to get the information they needed about the elusive Xan Ling herb was to follow the trail—no matter how winding it might be.For the better part of an hour, the trio shadowed Vargas through the crowded city streets, ducking into alleys and weaving through the maze of people without attracting attention. Zara, who was no stranger to covert operations, kept her distance, keeping a watchful eye on the path ahead while Kai moved with effortless stealth, ensuring that no one was too close. Richard was focused on Vargas, his gaze locked on the back of the man who had been the key to unraveling the mystery of the Xan Ling herb.Vargas eventually made his way out of the busy district, enterin
Chapter Three Hundred and Fifty-Nine
The next day, Richard and his companion went to the auction again, and this time around they noticed that. It was the same people they had met the previous day. And they were ready to auction more items. Which for Richard? He believed that the selling app would be among those items on the auction, but as the action began, 1 by 1, the items were called out and the highest bidder. It's for each of these herbs. You're talking about for him to get the attention of everyone, he also had to make the bid. And there it was, his final opportunity, the final items. It was more expensive than the others and was What's? $300,000 which had no choice that's a bit for these items do it was a significant medicinal herb but not the actual app you were looking for. But he was setting that we do attention on him then he could get clue concerning the setting up and that was exactly what happened when he beat the final amount which was 300,000. There was no person in the audience that outbid him, so he wo
Chapter Three Hundred and Fifty-Eight
The evening air was thick with the promise of danger as Richard, Zara, and Kai arrived at the venue—a large, opulent building located on the outskirts of the city. The walls were adorned with intricate carvings, and the scent of expensive perfumes mingled with the rich aroma of fine foods. Inside, the atmosphere was one of hushed excitement and quiet tension.Men and women dressed in the finest silks and tailored suits, their expressions guarded, moved through the halls in small groups. The room was alive with the clinking of glasses, the murmurs of whispered conversations, and the occasional loud burst of laughter. But beneath the surface, there was something much darker—something Richard could feel deep in his gut.As they entered the main hall, Zara immediately took charge. Her sharp eyes scanned the room, picking out key players and potential sources of information. Richard could tell she was calculating every move, every gesture, as if she was already five steps ahead of everyone
Chapter Three Hundred and Fifty-Seven
One day, after weeks of rigorous training, Richard found himself back in the sparring room with Kaal’s assistant. This time, something was different. As he squared off with his opponent, he took a deep breath and focused. For the first time, he wasn’t relying solely on his speed or strength. He had learned to read his opponent’s body language, to anticipate movements before they happened. He wasn’t fighting against the assistant—he was fighting with him, learning his rhythm, his strategy.The fight was brutal. Richard’s muscles screamed for rest, his body aching from the endless sparring sessions. But this time, things were different. As Richard ducked beneath a punch and countered with a precise strike to the assistant’s ribs, he felt something shift inside of him. For the first time, he was truly in control of the fight. He wasn’t acting out of anger or frustration—he was calm, focused, and in sync with the flow of the battle.When the assistant finally went down, it was with a surp
Chapter Three Hundred and Fifty-Six
The following day, after another grueling set of classes, Richard received a call from Mr. James. The voice on the other end was calm, yet filled with a certain urgency. “Richard, I need you to meet me after school. There’s something important we need to discuss.”Richard, still processing the chaotic events of the past few days, agreed. He didn’t know what to expect, but something told him that whatever Mr. James had planned, it was going to be another step deeper into the world he was trying to navigate—a world that had been anything but ordinary.After school, Richard met Mr. James at the designated spot, a small café tucked away in a quiet corner of the city. Mr. James looked as composed as always, his usual calm demeanor unwavering. After a brief greeting, they walked together, moving through the busy streets until they reached an unassuming house. It didn’t look like much from the outside—an old, two-story house with peeling paint and a small yard. But Richard had learned long a
Chapter Three Hundred and Fifty-Five
The situation had escalated beyond anything Richard could have predicted. Margaret had been taken away by the guards, Thomas, too, was nowhere to be found, and it seemed as though the Hamilton Enterprises building was becoming more of a fortress with every passing minute. Desperation settled in Richard's chest. He had to do something—he couldn’t just stand by and watch them take everyone he cared about. The guards were getting more aggressive, and the protestors outside were beginning to panic, unsure of what was going on inside the building.Richard’s mind raced. The more he thought about it, the more he realized that the time for patience was over. There were people inside—his friends, the ones who had been wronged—and he couldn’t let them suffer anymore. The building that once felt like a symbol of the Hamiltons’ strength now felt like a cage, and Richard had no choice but to act.Richard moved toward the entrance, his eyes scanning the surroundings, looking for any sign of weaknes
