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.

of beautiful girls typically sought out rich boyfriends since most men couldn't

was wearing a black leather jacket

she looked up, her sharp features

saw her face, a wave of anger surged within me. This was the same girl I had argued with

it's not often we get to

her name

but my dad checks in on me a lot. If I don't reply quickly, he'll find out I'm out at night and will freak

even though you're already in university?

beer, and tonight I'll drink

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

his words, the girls turned to

on Charlotte. Sure enough, when our eyes met, she stood up immediately. "What are

I be here? Do you own