Chapter 162

“Shane, I want a monthly package, too. 30 bucks, okay?” Daniel put down his game console and asked

“Sure, sure. Thank you, Mr. Scott!” Shane hurriedly responded, afraid that Daniel would change his

mind. “Shane, do my laundry, too. You can wash them for free today, and I’ll start paying monthly from

tomorrow!” At this moment, Kelvin dragged out a suitcase from under his bed.

Inside was a bag full of clothes. He had yet to wash his clothes since the beginning of the semester.

Even without exercising, it was easy to sweat in them due to the hot weather.

When Kelvin opened the suitcase, a sour smell filled the air.

Shane grinned. “Okay, I’ll wash yours after I finish these!”

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Carlisle glanced at Kelvin’s bag of almost moldy clothes and said, “That’s at least five days‘ worth of

clothes. Where do you get the nerve to ask for free washing?”

“Come on, Shane didn’t say anything. Why are you being so nosy?” Kelvin glared.

Carlisle told Shane, “Shane, don’t take Kelvin’s business. I’ll give you an extra 30 bucks each month.”

Kelvin glared at Carlisle with a dark expression. “Carlisle, are you deliberately trying to pick a fight with

me?”

Carlisle casually chuckled. “Well, I’m just richer than you. If you have the ability, you can give him 60,

too!”

*60 it is!”

“Shane, I’ll give you 60 bucks each month. Today.

“I’ll give you 120…”

Carlisle crossed his arms and interrupted Kelvin, “If you’re giving 120 bucks, then I won’t interfere with

this matter.”

Kelvin clenched his fists, and his eyes locked fiercely onto Carlisle, who was significantly taller than

himself. He would have slapped him immediately if he could beat Carlisle.

Carlisle smirked. “Isn’t your dad rich? Don’t you get thousands for your living expenses? What’s wrong

with giving 120?”

Kelvin gritted his teeth and said, “120 bucks it is. If you have the guts, keep raising the price!”

Kelvin stubbornly held his ground. 120 dollars wasn’t something he couldn’t afford. If Carlisle dared to

raise the price, he would double it!

Carlisle waved to Shane. “Cofme here, Shane!”

Shane approached nervously, his face tense. “Carlisle, Kelvin…”

Carlisle handed him another 50 and two tens. “Kelvin and I will give you 120. But you’ll charge 30

dollars

each month for our other classmates.”

Shane stared at the money, feeling stunned. “Carlisle, this…”

120 bucks was almost half of his monthly living expenses. Were rich people always this extravagant?

Kelvin, unwilling to admit defeat, handed Shane 120 bucks. “Can today’s clothes be washed for free?”

“Uh, sure…”

Shane responded with a blank stare. This 120 bucks would cover his laundry expenses for several

months. What were five days‘ worth of clothes?

Carlisle smirked as he walked out of the dormitory.

Francis was smoking by the roadside outside the school gates. When he saw Carlisle approaching, het

immediately dropped his cigarette and opened the car’s rear door.

After all, Carlisle was now a multimillionaire–practically a deity to be worshiped.

Carlisle entered the car and said, “To the Commercial Bank’s Riverwatch branch.”

Francis returned to the driver’s seat and started the car.

Across the street, Sienna stepped out of a taxi. Watching the black Mazda drive away, she furrowed

her brows slightly.

“Was that Carlisle? Was I seeing things, or was that really him?”