Giselle did not believe that she deserved someone like Casper.

If her deepest thoughts were made known to all, they would think she had gone mad.

After all, Giselle was the youngest female lecturer in the recent history of Business University. She had excellent academic qualifications and a stable, well-paying job as a civil servant. Coupled with her extraordinary beauty, she could have the heart and wealth of any heir she desired.

In other words, she was the catch of the century.

Casper, on the other hand, had never been seen as anything more than a poor nobody since the first day of class. Most people believed that he came from a poor village.

There was some speculation that he might come from a large family with many brothers and sisters to feed.

His sudden windfall was scoffed upon, as many assumed that he knew nothing of growing his wealth. They gossiped about how he spent his money extravagantly to fill an immeasurable void in his life and how he would eventually find himself empty in the pockets once more.

In their eyes, Giselle and Casper were an unlikely, nay, impossible pair. Any interactions between the two were inconceivable.

If their non-platonic relationship ever reached the ears of the student community in Business University, Casper would find himself stampeded by half the male population of the university.

It was not a personal vendetta against Casper, as anyone romantically involved with Giselle would likely find themselves in the same boat.

After all, no one would ever be worthy of the BU Goddess.

Their ardent admiration for Giselle was, however, nothing more than emotional shackles.

admiration eventually culminated in extreme outrage

at Casper, Giselle

had other things

and cut ties with him, though this went against her true

to prepare and

put, Giselle was fearful

at the moment were also beyond Casper’s

permit her selfishness to ruin a young

her phone jolted her from her

spoke in a gruff voice with a strong,

I clear his debts already? Leave me alone!”

Casper. He had helped her to pay off

was an unpleasant memory, which strengthened her resolve to

phone continued, “Haha, Ms. Clauder, how naive you are! You cleared your father’s earlier debt,

“I’ll clear things up for you. Your father owes us so much money that even selling you won’t be

owe you?” Tears streamed down her face on their own

of money she had paid to cover

like she was being

the man to break

two million. We have the IOU right

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