“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!

can’t believe

incensed Charlie called his father and demanded an

Stunned, they could not imagine just how wealthy Charlie’s

doubled, they began doubting Casper’s

fallen for a scam. How can a broke loser come up with half a million

came through the receiver, and he hung

smug smile as he turned around. His frantic mind suddenly slowed when he realized that his father was right.

dare to play me for a fool?” he fumed

ahead

no words came out of his open

from finally forcing the

of the university. They were here to ask about the donation. The seven-digit sum collected in such a short time came

put on a brown-nosing smile as he approached the group. He pulled Casper and Charlie with him, boasting about their close to half a million contributions each. He zipped

of the bet? Kneel and call me Boss. You should be prepared for humiliation if you’re going to

to let them off the hook. “Mr. Tripp, you suggested the bet yourself. You’re not going to go

should just let go of this matter of kneeling and calling you Boss.” After learning more details about the situation, the dean advised Casper courteously in an attempt to defuse their

another fifty thousand!” Casper announced as he stared

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