Riches in Disguise

Joshua had fallen so low. But given his greedy, lustful, and lazy nature, becoming a male escort was probably his only way to make money. Other paths didn't offer much of a future for someone like him.

"Alright. It's time for a pop quiz! Everyone, write your name on your textbook, hand it in, and get ready to start the test!"

Roger abruptly announced the test, startling the whole class.

As if he wasn't satisfied with scaring everyone enough, he added, "The scores from this test will count toward your credits and final exams. If you haven't been paying attention in class and think you can cram at the last minute, good luck. "Don't blame me when you fail. Blame yourselves for not having any discipline!" Soon, his two lackeys stood up to start collecting the textbooks.

Most students weren't keen on handing them in. After all, once students enter university, only a few truly study seriously.

As Roger pointed out, most students didn't study during the semester and only relied on cramming for a week or two before final exams.

Handing in the textbooks was almost a guaranteed failure.

Unfortunately, those lackeys were in cahoots with him. No matter how the students tried to avoid them, they were determined to collect the books.

Before I knew it, the two lackeys had reached my desk.

"Give me your textbook!"

When Zack saw it was me, he shouted without hesitation.

I looked up at him and shot a cold glance at Louis beside him.

At that moment, Louis was visibly trembling, unwilling to meet my gaze.

What happened at the hotel the other day must still be fresh in his mind. I dared to take on Damian of The Dragonshade Society. Despite that, I was sitting out in the open without facing any retaliation.

If he had any brains, he would understand that I wasn't someone to mess with. So now, he just wanted to stay out of my way.

Zack, however, was different. He

looked down on me, but unlike Louis, he didn't know the things the latter knew. He would seize every opportunity to suppress and bully me. Like now, when he came to coffect the textbooks.

He boldly reached out to grab mine when I didn't immediately respond. His rough

actions instantly tore the cover of my textbook.

"What are you doing?" Matthew stood up in anger.

Zack showed no fear and coldly said, "What's wrong, Matthew? Are you going to hit me in front of Mr. Hopkins? I'm just following hisnoveldrama

orders to collect the textbooksel

you don't cooperate, I'll have to take matters into my own hands. If the book gets torn, it's your fault! Or do you all not want your credits?"

Was he threatening me with credits? I honestly didn't care about them.

By the time I reached my third year, I would be transferred abroad to study. If this university decided to withhold my credits over something so trivial and prevent me from graduating, I wouldn't care for that diploma.

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So I stood up and slapped Zack across the face.

"You tore my book, yet you still won't apologize? Who gave you the nerve? I'll give you one chance-take the torn book back and buy me a new one, or else I'll beat you up."

Zack, stunned by the slap, widened his eyes and looked at me in disbelief. "You... You hit me."

He quickly handed the textbook to Louis and turned to shout at Roger, "Mr. Hopkins, William hit me!"