Getting $10 Trillion Out Of Nowhere

Chapter 8: Best Friend’s Ridicule

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Connor was riding an electric bike and was about to rush home. It was at that moment his phone suddenly started ringing.

“Connor, where are you? Don’t you know that we have classes in the afternoon?” His roommate, Dominic, yelled in urgency from the other end of the line.

Dominic was Connor’s roommate and one of his few friends in college.

“Oh crap, I almost forgot!” Connor exclaimed. He then quickly said, “1’11 head over to class right now…”

“Hurry up!” Dominic replied in a low voice and immediately hung up.

Connor hurriedly rode his electric bike toward Porthampton University’s campus area. His first class in the afternoon was finance. It was taught by a lecturer called Ray Walkster. What Ray hated the most was students being tardy. Anyone who had the audacity to be late for his classes more than twice would have to repeat the subject the next semester.

Hence, Connor did not dare to dawdle. As soon as he arrived at Porthampton University, he quickly grabbed his food delivery bag and rushed to the classroom.

Five minutes later, he finally arrived at the classroom.

But he was still late!

When Connor got to the classroom entrance, he felt the whole class staring at him.

For a whole minute, Ray paid no heed to Connor and carried on his lecture in the class.

called out as

put the pointer down and turned to look at Connor. He said coldly, “Connor McDonald, did you lose track

idea what time it is now? Are you here to

these questions. He just wanted to humiliate Connor. All students

was currently in his yellow uniform, was holding a food delivery bag; he truly looked like a food

here. Open that food delivery bag you have in your hand and show everyone the delicious takeouts

HAHAHA!

the classroom was filled with

the loudest were Mandy and Brandon. They were currently sitting in the last row of the classroom and flirting with each other. The sight of them made Connor feel bitter. That was because

his classmates obviously knew about

don’t think that’s necessary,” Connor said

University, he was not an educator who cared about the students. On the contrary, he looked down on poor students,

tried to please the students from wealthy families. It was as if he was

food delivery bag with you and

time you’re late, you won’t be in my class anymore! The poorer they are, the

at the food delivery bag he had

pay attention to the lesson. He felt bitter as he peered at the last row,

are you alright?” Connor’s roommate, Spencer,

Connor

the way, I

Dominic with annoyance while punching Spencer on the

when they were still in school, and Connor never

“I’m fine, really…”

forced a smile at the two and placed the food