Becoming the Richest Man Alive

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.

extreme outrage

directed entirely at Casper, Giselle would be dragged

time being, Giselle had other things

Casper and cut ties with him, though this went against

time to

Giselle was fearful

problems plaguing her at the moment were also beyond

selfishness to ruin

phone jolted her

the month. Where are my funds?” The man spoke in a gruff voice with a strong, rural accent. The mockery in his tone was loud

Didn’t I clear his

had grown closer to Casper. He had helped her to pay off two

memory, which strengthened

of the phone continued, “Haha, Ms. Clauder, how naive you are! You cleared your father’s earlier debt, but he owes us much more than two hundred thousand.

selling you won’t be enough to cover his debts. You should prepare yourself as our boss is waiting. We’ll have

streamed down her face on their own accord, dripping

had already lost track of the amount of money she had paid to

like she was

the man to break out

owes us two million. We have