In the gym of a university
Trevor Sanderson, in a blue basketball uniform, walked through the gates of the gym.
As soon as he entered the gym, he picked up the empty water bottles and soda cans left by the crowd that watched the last game.
"It would be great if the university held a basketball match every day.
I could easily make fifty bucks by gathering these bottles and cans.
If I make that much every day, I can buy Sylvia an iPhone for her birthday."
Trevor raised his head and looked at the cluttered gym with excitement.
While he was in the middle of collecting bottles and cans, a group of tall male students strode out of the locker room.
The one walking in the middle of the group had red hair named Bernard Collins and a cigarette in his mouth.
He picked up a sock and threw it at Trevor.
Before Trevor could dodge, the sock landed directly on his face, and a pungent sourness hit his nostrils.
"I asked everyone on the team to save their dirty clothes for an entire week so that you could earn more money. It smells great, doesn't it?"
Bernard waved his hand, and the others tossed their dirty laundry toward Trevor.
"People like that should leave our school while they still can!"
"This guy has disgraced the school!"
"I think he's not picking up trash, but he's deliberately spoiling our fun!"
"I..."
Trevor shook the dirty sock off his face and flushed.
He could not offend Bernard.
After all, he was but a mere college student from a poor family.
He could only work part-time on weekends and offer his errand and homework services to his schoolmates to make money.
It was the only way he could afford to go to college.
If Trevor had a choice, he would not do business with someone as obnoxious and self-important as Bernard.
But since he had to make money to put himself through college, all he could do was swallow his pride and keep his anger at bay.
He took a deep breath, picked up the sock Bernard threw, and tossed it into the bucket.
"Fifty bucks for all of them," he said.
Bernard took out his wallet, pulled out some dollars, and threw them at Trevor's feet.
With a smug smile, he said, "Here's fifty-five and another errand I want you to run. I want you to pick up a parcel at the school gate and take it to the locker room. It's for Dennis Cooper, the leader of the basketball team."
After saying that, Bernard turned around and left with the rest of the group with excitement.
Trevor picked up the money from the floor and clenched it in his fist.
"I don't like dealing with Bernard and his friends, but as long as I can make money off them, I'm fine."
After Bernard and his teammates left, Trevor carried on picking up empty water bottles and soda cans around the gym.
After filling up his trash bag, he went to the recycling center outside the school to sell what he had collected.
Then, he rushed to the school gate to get the parcel for Dennis and then made his way back to the locker room.
Along the way, Trevor carefully counted the money he earned today.
He was tired, but he felt that it was worth it.
He could not wait to save enough money to buy gifts for his dear girlfriend.
Trevor was about to open the locker room door when the sound of a woman speaking stopped him in his tracks.
"What? Why is that voice so familiar?"
The woman on the other side of the door squealed with delight.
Trevor's face turned red as his heart started thudding against his ribcage.
He suddenly came to the horrifying realization that the voice was so similar to his girlfriend Sylvia Farrows'.
"Oh, Dennis, I love you.""
"Come now, Sylvia, that poor Trevor can't give you anything. Only I can give you a rich life."
When Trevor heard their conversation, he could not deny it any longer.
"Sylvia? What are you doing?"
Trevor's blood boiled as he kicked the door open.
He was stunned and petrified by what he saw.
Chapter 2 Trampled
In the locker room
Trevor saw his girlfriend, Sylvia, leaning against Dennis and kissing.
Her face was red in ardor and lust.
Meanwhile, Dennis was greedily stroking her thighs.
"Sylvia!"
Trevor bellowed in anger and shock.
A strong sense of pain and humiliation filled his heart.
Sylvia hastily pulled down her waist-high skirt, concealing her snow-white thighs.
"What are you doing here, Trevor?"
" I should be the one asking you the question. Didn't you say you'd go shopping with your best friend this afternoon? Why are you here? "
Trevor asked, flustered.
"Sylvia, I know you don't like me being poor, but you can't be with someone like that. Don't you know how many ex-girlfriends he has?"
Trevor added, his eyes red in anger.
He had worked himself to death just to buy Sylvia her birthday gift.
Unfortunately for him, his beloved girlfriend just cheated on him in the end.
It was unacceptable!
Instead of feeling ashamed, Sylvia snorted and scoffed, "Now that you know the truth, there's no point in hiding it anymore.
Do you think that I would want to be with a poor loser like you?
Sad to say, but our relationship was nothing but a bet with my friend.
I didn't expect that you'd take it seriously."
"But I love you," Trevor said sincerely.
"Your love means nothing to me.
I wanted the latest phone, but you told me I had to wait for a month.
How pathetic!
Dennis here did not only buy me an iPhone but also gave me a luxury Louis Vuitton bag."
Dennis, looking at the parcel in Trevor's hand, stood up and laughed.
"Damn, Bernard is good at this. I asked him to fetch a parcel for me and he sent you. It's really exciting!"
Trevor's fists clenched as Dennis spoke.
Bernard was playing a trick on him!
Suddenly, Dennis threw a $50 bill at Trevor and scoffed, "
That's what you get for helping me with my delivery.
Trevor, you're a poor man who has to work part-time to survive.
What right do you have to be with Sylvia?"
"Dennis, I'll kill you!"
Unable to stand the ridicule anymore, Trevor rushed to Dennis like a mad bull.
"How dare you fight back?"
Dennis threw a punch at Trevor, knocking him over.
Dennis was over six feet tall.
And as the leader of the basketball team, he was agile and muscular.
Trevor, however, was a few inches shorter than Dennis and was lanky.
Trevor fell to the floor with a loud thud, and he felt a sharp pain on his cheek from where Dennis had punched him.
Although in a daze, he summoned all his strength to get on his feet.
But before he could do so, Dennis raised his foot and trampled on Trevor's face, pinning him down to the floor.
Trevor's face was covered with footprints.
Even if every movement sent him groaning in pain, he still tried his best to get up.
Of course, Dennis would not let him.
He sat on Trevor's back and took out a black pen from his backpack.
Then, with a sly smile at the corners of his mouth, he wrote "Poor Loser" on Trevor's clothes.
As if that was not enough, he spat on Trevor and warned, "If you dare to provoke me again, I'll beat you every time I see your face. Mark my words."
With that, he held Sylvia's hand and left.
Trevor was in so much pain.
Other students could not help but point at him when they saw his bruised and dirty face.
Sylvia, the girl he loved the most, betrayed him and broke his heart.
Bernard's mean words, Dennis' humiliation, and Sylvia's ruthlessness filled his heart with resentment.
"Why? They all bully me and trample on my dignity! Why?"
"Just because I'm poor, in their eyes, I'm not even a human being anymore!"
Chapter 3 Suddenly Became Rich
Trevor went back to his dorm room in dejection.
"Money, money, money .
All they think about is money!
Sylvia, I'll make you regret what you've done to me."
Trevor's eyes were red and brimmed with tears.
At that moment, he gave vent to her anger and sadness.
All of a sudden, his phone rang, interrupting his cries.
Without thinking, Trevor answered it at once.
"Trevor, listen carefully.
Your nineteenth birthday is only a few days away.
I can't hide the truth from you anymore.
The truth is, our family isn't as poor as it seems.
We're actually wealthy and powerful.
We didn't tell you the truth as there's a rule in our family that children must live a poor life before they reach nineteen.
But actually, our family is involved in different kinds of industries all around the globe.
As a matter of fact, we have gold mines in Africa and oil wells in the Middle East."
On the other end of the line was a familiar voice that Trevor had heard all his life.
Trevor smiled self-mockingly. "Dad, are you awake?
Stop fantasizing about being rich, will you?
When I was a child, you said that you bought a helicopter in the United States and a yacht in Venice.
Look at me.
I have to fend for myself and earn my tuition fees.
Don't you think you're being ridiculous?"
The man on the other end paused for a second and heaved a heavy sigh.
"Trevor, I understand what you feel.
I know you won't be able to accept it right away.
When your grandfather said something like that to me, I also thought he was merely joking.
But, Trevor, I'm telling the truth.
I'll transfer one hundred million dollars to you as your allowance."
At first, Trevor thought that the man was his father.
But the more he listened to it, the more incredulous he became.
He looked at his phone's screen, and found that it was a foreign number.
He believed it must be a scam!
"Liar! Get away!"
Trevor roared at the top of his lungs.
He then hung up the call as soon as he finished speaking.
He was drunk, and his mind was befuddled at the moment.
He had vented all the bitterness in his heart.
And now, he was exhausted.
Trevor closed his eyes and fell asleep at the foot of the bed.
The next morning, he felt as though his head was being split.
He kneaded his throbbing temples and then slowly got up.
Last night, he dreamt that his father called and confessed that their family was actually rich.
"I must've lost my mind. I'm just a poor college student. How could I even dream of being rich?"
Trevor could not help but smile mockingly at himself.
And until now, his eyes were still full of bitterness.
He picked up his phone and saw that he had an unread message.
"The balance of your bank account with the ending number 666 is 100000003.56 dollars."
Trevor was stunned when he found one hundred million dollars in his bank account.
All of a sudden, his eyes widened in shock.
It was real.
There was indeed one hundred million dollars in his bank account!
Trevor hurriedly dialed a number.
"Dad?"
he cautiously asked the instant the call was answered.
"Son, are you sober now?
I called you last night and noticed that something was wrong with you.
Anyway, I'm going to the Middle East to inspect the mining of the new oil well.
We can talk about it when I disembark."
"Dad, are you for real? Tell me. How did you get one hundred million dollars?"
He was at a loss that he could not process what his father had just said.
He grew up in an environment that was poor.
But now,
he suddenly became rich!
Chapter 4 New World
"My son, I have something important to deal with right now. I have to go.
By the way, I've sent you the family badge.
Those who manage our family properties will immediately recognize the meaning of it.
From now on, you're no longer poor, and you should now learn to be a rich man."
Trevor's father hung up the phone as soon as he finished speaking.
From being a poor guy, Trevor became a rich heir in the blink of an eye.
100000000 dollars!
Trevor had mixed feelings.
"Huh, Sylvia, if you didn't break up with me, you can get whatever you want now.
Bernard, Dennis, you two rely on the wealth of your families to bully me. Let's see if you can still do that in the future.
I don't have to pick up rubbish anymore," he murmured to himself.
In the afternoon, the parcel his father had sent was delivered to Trevor.
Trevor excitedly opened the package and saw a dark golden redbud-shaped badge inside.
He recalled his father's words and realized that this was his family's symbol.
He must take it with him at all times and not lose it.
All of a sudden, his phone lit up.
It was a message from Bessie Taylor.
She had sent a message to the group chat of the basketball team.
"Tomorrow is my 28th birthday. I've booked a room at Marston Hotel at noon. I hope all of you can come."
In addition to this message, she also sent Trevor a voice message, urging him to come.
Bessie was the beautiful coach of the basketball team.
She was the only one good to Trevor on the team.
Everyone else bullied him or made fun of him.
Bessie was the one who introduced him to one of his part-time jobs.
She was the only one willing to lend him money for his tuition fee.
Nobody gave him a hand but her.
"It's Miss Taylor's birthday. I should buy her a birthday gift," he said to himself.
He came to the most prosperous shopping mall in Jork, the city he was in.
"I've never chosen a gift for a girl.
What should I choose?
The crystal ball on the left is beautiful.
It's a little expensive, though."
He was unsure which one to buy.
"Wait. There are one hundred million dollars in my bank account.
Why am I looking for a hundred-dollar gift? I have to give up the habit of buying cheap things.
Except for my family, Miss Taylor is the only person who has treated me well.
My gift for her should be the best."
Trevor left the gift shop and went to the luxurious item section.
This was the first time he paid attention to these shops.
He was dazzled by the variety of luxury goods.
Trevor was greeted by a series of beautiful saleswomen in black stockings and sexy skirts.
It was only then that he realized they were strangely gorgeous.
It felt as though he had just entered a new world.
Chapter 5 A Bottle Of Perfume Worth Three Hundred Thousand Dollars
"The signboard of this shop selling diamond rings is too exaggerated.
Is it inlaid with real diamonds? It's so bright."
"A dress in this shop costs ten thousand dollars.
What's the difference between wearing a dress costs ten thousand dollars and wearing one that's worth one hundred dollars?"
As he was window-shopping, Trevor kept murmuring to himself.
After a while, he felt the need to pee, but didn't find the men's room.
Suddenly, he saw Sanderson Profumeria, a store selling luxury goods. People said a store like this would have their own bathroom. He summoned up the courage and walked in.
A pretty saleslady walked over with a smile, but when she saw his plain clothes, her smile faded and she guessed he came here to use the bathroom. "Sorry, but you can't use the bathroom here."
Trevor's face turned red as he replied, "I'm here to buy something. But I need to use the bathroom first."
After that, he put his bag on the counter and walked into the bathroom.
"How shameless!" the saleslady cursed behind his back.
After Trevor went out, he heard the voice of the last person he wanted to see..
"Oh, Dennis, you're so kind to buy me such an expensive bottle of perfume."
A familiar voice came to his ears.
A sexy, good-looking girl stood before the counter, holding the arm of a boy.
Trevor turned his head to look, and his face immediately changed.
Sylvia held Dennis' arm and pressed her whole body against him.
Dennis smiled smugly and said, "Of course, babe. You can choose whatever you like. You're my woman, and I won't treat you shabbily."
"This one looks gorgeous!"
Sylvia picked up a purple bottle of perfume.
As soon as she came into the store, she took a fancy to it.
The bottle was shaped like a diamond.
It sparkled against the store's bright white lights, and its lilac hue made it eye-catching.
Dennis asked the shop assistant, "How much is this bottle of perfume? I will buy it."
"This one, Mr. Cooper?
You really have good taste.
This is a product of Hermes.
It was made by one of their most famous perfume masters named Robert who used to work for the royal family.
It took him two years to develop and finish the production of this exclusive perfume for Hermes.
The process is very complicated, and the perfume is called the liquid diamond.
There are only two hundred bottles of this perfume in the world, and the price is three hundred thousand dollars."
Dennis was a regular customer at the store, so the shop assistant took her time to explain the product to him.
"Three hundred thousand dollars for one bottle of perfume? Did I hear that right?"
Dennis was so surprised that the bottle almost slipped off his hand.
"Dennis, I like this perfume so much."
Sylvia's eyes lit up when she heard the price.
She used her coquettish voice to try and persuade Dennis to buy her the insanely pricey perfume.
"Well, although the perfume is good, I think it's unnecessary. It's more practical to buy clothes and bags. Let's go see other things."
Dennis coughed to cover his embarrassment.
He put the perfume back and towed Sylvia away to check out the rest of the store.
It was then that they saw Trevor standing there.
Dennis sneered, "Trevor? What the hell are you doing here?"
Trevor glanced at Sylvia whose arm was linked to Dennis'.
Her face was still beautiful and charming, but the more Trevor looked at her, the stranger she became to him.
"Liar!"
