Riches in Disguise

Chapter 20

That neon yellow shirt, that bright blue vest, and those mustard yellow pants... I had no idea where they had bought such clothes. If they went out like that, they would undoubtedly be ridiculed by those girls.

"Why don't you wear my clothes?" I suggested, tossing them a couple of outfits I had dug out from my wardrobe. "They might not fit perfectly, but at least the girls will like them."

Benjamin eyed my white T-shirt with skepticism. "Are you serious? You think this looks good? I'd take my yellow shirt over this any day."

How bad could his taste get? Frustrated, I gave him a light smack on the shoulder. "Hurry up and change!"

The venue for the social event was a trendy bar near the university. When we arrived, Matthew was already chatting animatedly with the girls while holding Isabelle's waist.

I studied the girls and immediately understood why Isabelle said they had sharp tongues.

They all fit the influencer mold-they were slim, had fair skin, and dyed brown and blonde hair. They were also wearing contact lenses, had their nails done, and wearing revealing outfits.

girls typically sought out rich boyfriends since most men

of the group caught my attention. She was wearing a black leather jacket over a red tube dress. Her long, dark hair cascaded

she looked up, her sharp features radiated

a wave of anger surged within me. This

not often we get to hang out-can

name was

want to, but my dad checks in on me a lot. If I don't

strict even though you're already in university? That's

a beer, and tonight I'll drink until

us. He immediately stood up and called out, "When did you guys get here? Come

words, the girls turned

enough, when our eyes met, she

"Why can't I be here? Do