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The unexpected student billionaire Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty-Six
“Mr. Andrew, it’s only proper for a junior like me to show respect on such a meaningful day.”Joshua Wallace’s tone was polished, courteous, yet full of conviction. As he spoke, he gestured subtly to his driver, who immediately stepped forward and placed an elegant gift box in his hands.Joshua took it carefully, almost ceremoniously, and offered it to Andrew with both palms open, eyes lowered in quiet reverence.Andrew, caught entirely off guard, took a small half-step back.“Mr. Joshua… what is the meaning of this?” he asked, voice uneasy. “Your presence alone honors me more than enough. I truly—this is too much.”Andrew didn’t dare accept it. Not from him.Joshua Wallace was younger, yes—but in status? In power? In reputation? He eclipsed Andrew like a storm cloud over a dying candle. The Andrews family had influence in name and lineage, but Joshua represented real-world capital—one of the wealthiest, most elusive players in the business sphere.And yet here he was. Smiling gently.
The unexpected student billionaire Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty-Seven
Now that the gift box had been placed in Andrew’s hands and the eyes of nearly everyone in Symphony Studio were locked on him, a deep sense of dread began to gnaw at the pit of his stomach.What if this is something cheap? Something ordinary? Something from a sidewalk vendor?If he opened the box and the contents were unimpressive—or worse, insulting—he would be humiliated in front of the most prominent figures in his circle. His pride, his reputation, and his control over the event would all collapse at once.Someone from the crowd called out, with a tone dipped in mock-enthusiasm: “Come on, Mr. Sean, the CEO of Nex Investment Company is a real powerhouse. I’m sure his gift won’t disappoint! Let’s open it and admire his generosity!”More voices chimed in after that—some eager, some curious, but most of them carried a smirk. It wasn’t celebration—it was bloodlust.Brooklyn and Gabriel exchanged tired, knowing glances. The group fueling the commotion weren’t just curious bystanders—they
The unexpected student billionaire Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty-Eight
Amelia froze in place, her expression stricken. Her grandfather’s words struck her with the force of a slap, not in volume—but in finality.Then, without hesitation, she stepped forward, fire rising in her voice.“With all due respect, Grandfather… it shouldn’t be your decision whether I stay married to Richard or not, should it?”Her voice didn’t waver, but the silence that followed made the air around her heavy.Andrew’s face twisted in shock. “You’re my granddaughter!” he snapped, his voice suddenly booming. “Of course I have the right to decide what happens to you!”It wasn’t just the words—but the tone. That harsh, commanding bark Amelia had never heard from him in her life. Not as a child, not as an adult. She was stunned into silence for a moment, more by that than the content of what he’d said.Around them, the members of the Andrews family kept their heads down, unwilling to interfere. Many already disliked Richard—they saw no reason to come to his defense now, especially agai
The unexpected student billionaire Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty-Nine
Amelia blinked her wide, luminous eyes, her brows knit with quiet confusion. “Why else would I be here?”Her voice was soft, innocent almost, but layered beneath it was a fragile tension.Richard hesitated for a beat. “No, it’s nothing,” he said quickly, forcing a tight smile as he hung up the call with Titus. His thumb lingered a little too long on the screen, as if cutting the line had also cut off a thread of control.Amelia tilted her head slightly, watching him. Her instincts whispered there was more to that call than he was letting on. But she didn’t push.Instead, her voice brightened a little. “Richard… if you’re free right now, come with me somewhere. Neither of us have a reason to stay at Grandpa’s banquet anymore. So why not escape for a bit? Have some fun. Just the two of us.”Her suggestion was casual on the surface, but the undercurrent of her words was deliberate. She wasn’t ready to let him walk off into isolation—not tonight.Richard gave her a puzzled glance. “Don’t y
The unexpected student billionaire Chapter Two Hundred and Forty
“Why would Tristan Lawson show up at Grandpa Andrew’s retirement banquet?” a guest whispered, unable to hide the disbelief in his tone.“Exactly! When did the Andrews family start rubbing shoulders with that level of power?”“Tristan Lawson… I mean, he’s one of the richest men in Gloradia. That’s not someone just anybody can call up.”Low murmurs swept through the banquet hall like wildfire. Heads tilted. Eyebrows lifted. The disbelief was unanimous.Tristan Lawson was a name that carried weight. Revered in business circles, feared in negotiations, and rarely seen in social spaces that weren’t elite by every measurable standard.And yet—he was reportedly at this modest family banquet? People were struggling to wrap their minds around it.Andrew’s face was tight with confusion. He hadn’t even known who Joshua Wallace was—how on earth could Tristan Lawson be here for him?He leaned toward his two closest peers. “Gabriel… Brooklyn… do either of you know Tristan Lawson personally?”Gabriel
The unexpected student billionaire Chapter Two hundred and Forty One
Tristan stood near the restaurant entrance, scanning the hall as voices echoed off polished marble and crystal chandeliers. But Richard was nowhere in sight.He turned slightly toward his bodyguard, dropping his voice to a near whisper. “We’re here for Mr. Prescott, not for them. There’s no need to argue with people who don’t know their place.”There was tension in his voice, carefully concealed under restraint. As a man accustomed to deference, this was unfamiliar territory. And unwelcome.His bodyguard hesitated, fists clenched at his sides, but finally nodded and followed Tristan as the mogul took a slow, deliberate step back toward the restaurant entrance, deciding to wait quietly.Tristan’s eyes wandered across the room, still trying to rationalize the hostility. Perhaps they’re overwhelmed. Too many visitors. Too many unexpected names. That had to be it.The Andrews family, in his mind, was insignificant. But Richard—Richard was not. If they misunderstood, it wasn’t his place to
The unexpected student billionaire Chapter Two Hundred and Forty-Two
The sound of footsteps—measured, dignified—echoed into the hall as a small procession entered the restaurant.At the front walked a middle-aged man clad in a sleek black suit, his posture straight, his expression composed. A pair of black-rimmed glasses framed his intelligent eyes, lending him a scholarly charm that contrasted subtly with the quiet authority in his demeanor.It was none other than Winston Parker—the highly respected head of the Parker Family and one of the most influential figures in the Andrews Estate.Beside him walked Parker Jr., heir to the Parker lineage and eldest of the third generation. But unlike his father, Parker Jr. looked visibly tense. His jaw was set. His eyes flicked around the room with unease, as though something unresolved loomed in his mind.At the sight of them, Andrew rose quickly from his seat, a smile already spreading across his face.“Winston, you’re finally here!” he called, voice lifted with both relief and anticipation.Despite being younge
The unexpected student billionaire Chapter Two Hundred and Forty-Three
When Tristan casually mentioned a name, Winston’s ears pricked up, and he turned sharply, a subtle urgency coloring his voice. “Uncle Tristan… did you just say Richard Morgan? Mr. Morgan?”Tristan gave a faint nod, as if the name were as ordinary as the weather. “That’s right.”Winston’s breath caught in his throat. A sharp pang hit his chest as he realized the truth—the Richard his son had foolishly offended the day before was none other than his boss. The man whose name turned boardrooms silent. The man whose influence stretched into every echelon of the corporate world.The weight of the revelation sat heavy in Winston’s gut. He lowered his voice and asked, “Uncle Tristan… isn’t it inappropriate for you to be standing out here like this?” His eyes scanned the people behind Tristan—then froze.What he saw made his stomach twist.None of them bore celebrity-like status. No magazine features. No social media glamor. But Winston knew. He knew who they were. These were men and women so h
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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
