Becoming the Richest Man Alive

Chapter 44

Casper had always stayed out of trouble in the past; he could not afford the monetary settlements otherwise. His current situation was different. Even if he injured others in fights, he could comfortably pay off their treatment fees.

Truthfully, he cared less about his finances. So what if Charlie’s padded in the pockets? I’ll teach him a lesson first.

Casper proceeded to beat Charlie up while his friends kept others from approaching the two.

Years of indulgence in alcohol and women meant that Charlie’s weak physique was no match for Casper. He lay sprawled on the ground after two quick moves.

Casper sat on Charlie and slapped his annoying face.

With Felix and his friends holding off the crowd, Casper did not have to watch his back. Frankly, it would have been easy to take out Charlie and his lackeys anyway, even if he had been alone.

Casper was not wholly unreasonable. They were classmates, after all. He had not used his fists on Charlie, though the latter’s face had swelled uglily from his slaps.

Charlie had always treated him poorly. When he was struggling, Charlie derived joy from tormenting him further. He had even whisked his then-girlfriend Kitty away.

“Stop it! All of you get up!”

Just then, Jack entered the classroom. He was greeted by the sight of Casper beating up Charlie. Infuriated, he shouted at Casper and his friends.

up and

you? Why are you beating up your classmates for no reason? Are you trying to get yourself expelled?” Jack pointed

in an instant as he asked after Charlie,

fine,” Charlie spat

classmates? I’m

have to blame us just because he’s a rich kid. You’re nothing

Since teaching at Business University, he had always looked

on his face, shook

would never leave him in the lurch, and they had risked getting injuries to fight off

relieved smile appeared on Casper’s face. His heart warmed at their sense

we’ll see who’s the one begging on his knees after class. You’ll be expecting your dismissal letters!” Jack

swollen face throbbed with pain. Damn, I want

sending pleading glances his way. He had organized this class meeting for a disaster relief fundraiser, and he wanted

pain in an instant. It’s my time to shine, and

fighting spirit

funds for

at Charlie meaningfully as he pulled out a credit card machine. “I hope

and

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