Kevin was getting ready in his bedroom. Mr. Harry informed him that he had someone he wanted to introduce to him.
This was quite normal for him these days, meeting with several clients and learning more about his businesses.
This was going to be another regular day for him. He looked one last time in the mirror, checking if everything was alright.
- - - - -
Kevin reached his office on the top floor of the building. He checked if Mr. Harry had arrived before him.
"It looks like he isn't here yet."
Kevin sat in his office chair and looked at the city views before him.
"I can never get tired of these views."
Ding.
He opened his phone and checked the message he had received. It was a private message from one of his former classmates.
He simply deleted the message...
Again.
Since morning, he has received many private messages from his former female classmates. They suddenly seemed to take an interest in his personal life.
The messages are about becoming friends or asking if he is single.
These were the same people who, in the past, used to mock him for being nothing more than "just handsome."
They were the ones who mocked him when fake rumors were spread about him by Caleb so they could get closer to Caleb.
And these were the same people who kind-heartedly tried to convince Hazel that Liam and I were using her because she was rich. Because poor guys always target rich girls and then discard them once they get what they want.
Hazel, being the kind-hearted person she is, thought they were just looking out for her, so she assured them that Liam and I were good people.
No one dared to speak before her because she was from a wealthy family. But they spoke ill of her behind her back because they didn't listen to them when they were looking for her.
This angered even the usually calm Liam, and he confronted them.
Now that they knew he wasn't just handsome but also rich, their perception of him had changed. Now, they were trying to get close to him.
"How annoying," he thought.
He checked the school chat. People are chatting about it. He was curious about what they were talking about.
And once again, he is the main topic.
"Do these people have no other job than talking about me?"
The people were talking, shocked to learn that Kevin owns the Hotel Grandiose.
"I never thought that the owner of the Hotel Grandiose is Kevin."
"Hotel Grandiose is the most expensive hotel in Calton."
"Yeah, the profit must be in hundreds of millions of world coins annually."
"So you mean Kevin owns more than a hundred million world coins?"
"Yeah, and Hotel Grandiose is famous, and many important figures visit it often, so he might have connections with them too."
"Not only that, he also has a Citadel bank card."
"It was a black card, too."
"A CITADEL BLACK CARD???"
"Yeah, I've never seen someone holding it."
They were trying to describe the events to the unfortunate person who couldn't visit yesterday.
"No, I missed it. I want to see the Citadel Black card. I don't know if I can see it again in my life."
They started to discuss how I became rich.
One of them thought, "Maybe Kevin won a lottery."
And the other said, "Maybe I got lucky after I invested in shares."
Then someone disagreed and said something quite funny. They mentioned how they've read many novels where the protagonist gets a system and suddenly becomes super-rich.
They suggested, "Maybe Kevin got a system somehow."
What?
Seriously...
"Looks like these people really don't have any work to do."
Kevin didn't want to hear their stupid discussions anymore. But he did notice something.
There is not a single message from Caleb. He was the one who started to mock me both in school and in the school chat yesterday, too.
Caleb always bragged about how rich he was and mocked ordinary people.
But now he is learning that the person he always mocked is more rich than him. This must be hard for him.
He kept his mobile silent. He doesn't want to be interrupted by their silly discussion anymore.
He checked the time and noticed that Mr. Harry still hadn't arrived.
Then someone opened his door. Kevin looked up at them.
"You."