Casper forced a smile onto his face before turning to the bankâs manager and requested, âPlease withdraw one million in cash, then give me an estimate of the contentâs total value.â
The bank was quick to give Casper an estimate. Turned out, the content of the safety deposit box was worth a total of one billion.
According to the rules, Casper would need to turn all that into a business with a net worth of ten billion within a year!
The tests and rules were obviously designed to push a person to his limit. Casper cussed internally, but he had no choice. He must accept the challenge with a heavy heart.
âHere is the one million you requested.â
Felixâs entire body trembled when he saw the small mountain of cash in front of him. He grabbed Casperâs arms tightly as if he was worried about his rich friend ditching him.
âPlease help me put that in my backpack,â requested Casper.
It took the duo ten minutes to shove all the cash into the old backpack. They left the bank immediately after.
Casper was at ease the entire way back, but Felix was on edge as his expression stiffened. He stood right beside Casper and was acting like a bodyguard the whole time.
âWhat is up with you, dude?â
âThere are a lot of thieves in the area.â
Casper grinned exasperatedly when he saw Felix being that vigilant and serious. The appreciation in Casperâs heart, however, was making him feel warm and fuzzy.
âCome. Letâs go settle the school fees. After that, weâll get the others to join us and celebrate!â
Casper reached out to tap on Felixâs shoulder. The former later run his fingers through his hair and walked towards the school with his head held high.
Casper and Felix saw a guy with a dark skin tone inside their room as soon as they opened the door.
âFelix, Casper, you guys are finally back! The jack*ss just called and demanded that you pay the tuition fees. He even threatened to kick you out of the school if you donât,â said the dark guy.
The guy who delivered the message was Remy Harfield. He grew up in a village, so he was physically strong and was a decent guy with a strong sense of justice. Whenever the boys in the dorm got into a fight, he would be the one to step up and prevent anyone from getting hurt.
âThat jack*ss is such a money-minded tool. I bet that rich assh*le Charlie is the one who pushed him to demand payment,â growled Felix angrily as he complained.
The jack*ss that the boys were talking about was actually their teacher, Jack Tripp. He might be a teacher, but he was notoriously money-minded.
He would go out of his way to butter up students who were from rich families and was the reason why Charlie ended up being the class prefect.
âI have a thousand in my wallet now, Casper. Itâs not much, but you should take it to deal with your emergency for now. We will help you find some ways to help you settle the rest of your debt,â said Remy.
Tears of appreciation swirled around Casperâs eyes after he heard what Remy said.
âCasper is no longer short of cash, Remy. Heâs now a rich guy with a net worth of over a billion!â
Felix couldnât contain his excitement and shared the good news before Casper even got to part his lips.
The former spoke enthusiastically, but his voice had no hint of jealousy. He was genuinely happy for Casper.
âAlright now. I have to go talk to jack*ss. Letâs drink and celebrate tonight.â
Casper had repeatedly delayed payment, so Jack had been bullying Casper over the past year.
Casperâs expression turned evil as he recalled everything Jack had done.
Half an hour later, Casper showed up in the teacherâs office with his old and dusty backpack. He stood right in front of Jackâs desk when he said, âMr. Tripp, I heard that you are looking for me.â
Jackâs plump figure was sitting on his chair when he tilted his gaze up and tossed a discriminating look over to Casper.
âCasper, you have delayed payment for quite some time, and donât you think that itâs time you settle your school fees? I need to report to the school, so my hands are tied, you know? The school isnât exactly a charity organization, either.â
Jack used civil words, but his aggressive tone and threat were undeniable.
Jack wasnât the only one in the office at that moment, though. Another lecturer was sitting at her desk as well.
The lecturer looked like she was in her mid-twenties and had a head of curly hair that she let down. Her beautiful face had stunning skin, and her amazing facial features made it so that she was as attractive as the celebrities in the country.
Her nerdy glasses were especially cute. They highlighted her nerdy but sweet aura.
Jackâs cruel tone prompted her to tilt her head and look over. Her gaze shone with a hint of pity when she saw the cheap clothes on Casper.
Jack, on the other hand, paid no attention to any of that. He assumed that Casperâs silence was an admission of defeat.
Evil flashed past Jackâs eyes. He was about to insult and humiliate Casper when the lecturer spoke up.
âMr. Tripp, isnât it a little too much to hurt a studentâs pride just because he canât pay his tuition fees on time?â
Her soft, crisp voice sounded melodious, and Casper found it appealing. He thought that his pals, whom he shared a room with, were the only ones in the school who would speak up for him. He never expected someone else to help him.
Casper turned his head to the lecturer. His eyes couldnât help glowing when he saw who it was.
Of the thousands of lecturers, tutors, and professors in that Business University, Giselle Clauder was the most famous one.
âMs. Clauder, this matter involves a student in my class. Please let me handle it my way,â said Jack.
He had to be political when he spoke to Giselle because the latter was too popular in the school.
âThank you for speaking on my behalf, Ms. Clauder.â
Maybe we really do need to fall and be poor to learn who is truly on our side.
Giselle nodded slightly to Casper before shifting her gaze to Jack, who refused to back down and let Casper go. She turned her sight back to Casper. The washed-out clothes made Casper seem so poor that it got Giselle to stand up and walk to his side.
Giselle was pretty tall, so she was only a little shorter than Casper when she stood next to him.
Casper would be lying if he claimed that he had never had any fantasies about that crazy hot lecturer before.
He couldnât help swallowing his own saliva when he smelled the mesmerizing perfume she was wearing.
âMr. Tripp, how much does he owe the school?â asked Giselle calmly.
Her nonchalant tone stunned both Jack and Casper.
Giselle was involving herself in the matter, so Jackâs expression took a sharp turn. He looked infuriated when he glared evilly at Casper before answering Giselleâs question through gritted teeth.
âIncluding his accommodation fees? It totals to fifteen thousand!â
âOh, I have enough in my wallet now.â
Casper stared in astonishment as Giselle fished out a wad of cash from her wallet and placed it on Jackâs desk.
In one kind gesture, Giselle toppled Jackâs scheme to chase Casper out of the school once and for all.
That got Jack so angry that he was gritting his teeth endlessly. He wouldâve lashed out, but he remembered how popular Giselle was in the school and how many admirers she had. Hence, he redirected all of his anger and hate to Casper.
âMs. Clauderâ¦â
âJust study hard. Donât let your parents down,â advised Giselle before she turned around and left the office.
Casperâs plan to humiliate Jack with the money was completely disrupted, but the former genuinely appreciated Giselleâs help.
Casper snapped out of his shock soon after and ran off to chase after Giselle. He was near the stairs when he suddenly heard Giselle talking in a discreet corner.
Casper instinctively stopped. What he overheard next got him to clench his fists instantly.
âMs. Clauder, isnât it time you settle your dadâs debt? We are waiting for you in the office. If we donât get our money today⦠well, letâs just say you shouldnât blame us for exposing the truth to the school.â
Turmoil donned Giselleâs beautiful face as the harsh reality tortured her.
Casper didnât move from his hiding spot until Giselle had already left.
He felt troubled when he saw her walking in that specific direction.
Sheâs heading back to the office! Shoot, those assh*les are waiting for her there. Iâve got to go help her.
Casper realized that Giselle was going to ignore her own safety and face her problem head-on. A bad feeling crept up on him and got him to run towards her office with his backpack on.