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.

Connor called out as he stood

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

is now? Are you here

he asked these questions. He just

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

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

HAHAHA!

was filled with

each other. The sight of them made Connor feel bitter. That

obviously knew about

that’s necessary,”

who cared about the students. On the contrary, he looked down on poor

students from wealthy families. It was as if he was a

your food delivery bag with you and quickly get

won’t be in my class anymore! The poorer they

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

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

Connor’s

Connor

were you late? By the way, I heard that you and

Dominic with annoyance while punching

in school, and Connor never forgot how good

“I’m fine, really…”

forced a smile at the two and placed the food delivery bag under