“I’m not going to call you Boss. You can’t win!”

Charlie’s eyes filled with fury as he dialed his father once more. If looks could kill, Casper would be dead. As the line connected, Charlie shouted into the phone, “Dad, I need two hundred thousand!”

“Charlie, why are you suddenly asking for so much money? What about the hundred thousand I just transferred to your account? Are you kidnapped? Don’t scare me.” His dad’s voice drifted out of the receiver.

Casper almost burst out laughing when he overheard the conversation. Only years of etiquette classes held him back, though he stared contemptuously at Charlie.

“Dad, I’m not kidnapped. Some broke loser’s embarrassing me; I need the money to get one over him!” Charlie gritted out.

The money was in his account barely a minute later.

Charlie donated the entire sum right away. Casper acted like he was in a dilemma once more before he matched the amount.

“You should give up, Mr. Class President. I’m still up by ten. Just get on your knees and call me Boss. I’m waiting,” Casper commented nonchalantly.

Meanwhile, everyone in the class was staring at the situation with their mouths agape. They wondered just how much money Casper won in that mysterious lottery.

Did he win the one million jackpot? Kitty must be blind if he did!

I can’t

called his father and demanded

demand. Stunned, they could not imagine just how

more than doubled,

son? You must have fallen for a scam. How can a broke loser come

bellow came through the receiver, and he

Casper’s smug smile as he turned around. His frantic mind suddenly slowed when he realized that his father was right. He had fallen for

dare to play me for a fool?” he fumed as

donation. I guarantee I’ll always be ahead of you by a tenner.

shuddered with fury, though no words came out of his open

derived immense pleasure from finally forcing the pretentious

They were here to ask about the

and Charlie with him, boasting about their close to half a million contributions each. He zipped his lips about

Tripp, Charlie, shouldn’t the two of you fulfill the conditions of the bet? Kneel and call me Boss. You should be

the hook. “Mr. Tripp, you suggested the

maybe you should just let go of this matter of kneeling and calling you Boss.” After learning more details about the situation,

donate another fifty thousand!” Casper announced as

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