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.

called out as he

down and turned to look at Connor. He said coldly, “Connor McDonald, did

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

not really expecting an answer from Connor when he asked these questions. He just wanted to humiliate Connor. All students in the class burst

uniform, was holding a food delivery bag; he truly looked like a

food delivery bag you have in your hand and

HAHAHA!

again, the classroom was

in the last row of the classroom and flirting with each other. The sight of them made Connor feel bitter. That

obviously knew about

think that’s

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

wealthy families. It was as if he was a lap

you and

you’re late, you won’t be in my class anymore! The poorer they are, the

oblige obediently. He walked into the classroom with a food delivery bag in his hand. Many of his classmates were looking at the food delivery bag

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

alright?” Connor’s

fine…” Connor

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

like that!” said Dominic with annoyance while punching Spencer

and Spencer often helped Connor back when they were still in school, and Connor never forgot how good they

“I’m fine, really…”

and placed the food delivery bag under