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.

me!” Connor called out as he

turned to look at Connor. He said coldly,

idea what time it is now? Are you here to learn or to

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

his yellow uniform, was holding a

your hand and show everyone the delicious takeouts that you’ve delivered today.” Ray continued

HAHAHA!

the classroom was filled

in the last row of the classroom and flirting with each other. The

of his classmates obviously knew about

don’t think that’s

an educator who cared about the students. On the contrary, he looked down on poor students, so he often picked on Connor in his previous

wealthy families. It was as if he was a lap

food delivery bag with you

in my class anymore! The poorer they are, the

He walked into the classroom with a food delivery bag in his hand. Many of his classmates were looking at the food delivery bag he had in his hand. They were even whispering to each other and letting out faint sounds of laughter. All of them were probably

his seat but did not pay attention to the lesson. He felt bitter as he peered at the last row,

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

Connor replied

the way, I heard that you

said Dominic with annoyance while punching

Connor back when they were still in school,

“I’m fine, really…”

and placed the food delivery bag under his