The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 1240

"You're about to start high school, and there are plenty of expenses coming up. Keep the money for yourself."

She had technically adopted Ronald, but beyond food and shelter, she hardly spent anything on him. Ten thousand dollars was more than enough for now. But Ronald wouldn't hear of it.

After a lengthy stand-off, Willa symbolically accepted a hundred dollars, just to indulge in a bit of the good luck he seemed to carry.

Ronald didn't choose the most prestigious high school; instead, he opted for a private school that offered him a scholarship close to six figures, covering his needs for the next three years.

The high school was on the south side of town, and they lived on the north, almost an hour's drive away.

Willa had wanted him to board at school to save on the commute, but Ronald refused.

"Kari's about to start 8th grade, a critical time. I want to live at home so we can do homework together in the evenings and I can help her study," Ronald paused, looking for a more convincing reason. "Besides, boarding would cost two thousand a year, and I'd rather save that money." Willa found his reasoning sound.

To make things easier, she bought Ronald a second-hand electric scooter, a deep gray that suited a young man perfectly.

Ronald, who had some experience fixing bikes at a local shop, tweaked a few parts, making it run as good as new. He took Kari to her school every day before heading to his.

High school flew by in the blink of an eye.

Ronald shed his youthful awkwardness, growing tall and composed, reaching nearly six-foot-two. With his white shirt, black trousers, messenger bag, and wireless earbuds, he was the quintessential high school heartthrob.

did well in her middle school

Ronald's private high school. To make their commutes easier, Willa moved

as did her income. They moved into a three-bedroom apartment, giving

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