Zero to the Greatest and Richest

Chapter 130

At the University of Oxford, I heard that Jeremy Bolton was searching for a guy who had hit him, and anyone who could provide a name would receive $5,000.

People thought that anyone daring enough to strike Jeremy must be a madman with a death wish.

Yet, I think they would never meet me as my schedule was already set: mornings at the university and the market to buy fresh food, then locking myself in my room, the art room, or Sofia’s room to paint.

I wasn’t type that hanging around.

I had mastered my art skills, by system shop. But I was never short of money, so I didn’t think I needed to sell any of my paintings. It was better to use it for myself.

One day, Sofia was looking at my painting of her and she loved it. "This is the most beautiful painting I have ever seen," she said.

She liked it so much that I gave it to her.

One day, she fell down the stairs because of the winter. I carried her to her room and used my acupuncture skills to address the swelling, which reduced significantl