CHAPTER 252 “You know that is not fucking possible, Livvie,” one of the rich boys named Andrew said. “That’s a fucking new edition Bentley, and you expect Luca to be able to afford that?” He chuckled. “Come on, babe. Not even in his next life will he be able to afford that. He’d have to sell off his entire family!” The whole crowd burst out laughing at Andrew's words. Everyone knew about Luca. His life back in high school? It was absolutely nothing to write home about. He was always tacky and looked very poor. He thrived on running errands for richer students like Olivia and Andrew. He missed most of the lectures trying to keep up with his side jobs. That was the only way he could pay his bills. Most of the time, he helped other students with their laundry and got paid for it. So everyone present knew he was too poor to afford a Bentley. “Come on, Drew,” Olivia shrugged mockingly. “Who knows? Things might have changed for him, and it might have turned out well for him. Who knows wh

CHAPTER 254 Luca made his way out and walked over to the driveway where his car was parked. One of the guys opened the door for him to enter, but he paused, taking a moment to take in the Rolls-Royce Sweptail in front of him. His eyes narrowed as he glanced at how sleek the car looked. It was worth over ten million dollars; that was his highest purchase. He bought it for times like this. He still can't wrap his head around the fact that he owns it right now. The classic masterpiece isn't rampant. They say it's for the rich, but not every wealthy person can afford it and manage the maintenance. So perhaps only the truly wealthy can afford it. The classic was inspired by yachts; it was evident in its svelte tapering and flowing roofline. Once Luca stepped into the car, his lips curled into a deep smile as his eyes swept over the interior. The interior was just as impressive. Luca's outfit matched the Sweptail's opulence perfectly, with his Tom Ford suit in rich navy blue, paired with a

CHAPTER 256 The atmosphere shifted from shock to disbelief. Everyone's eyes were fixed on him, unable to believe that it was the same Luca from high school who had just arrived in such an exotic car, even with security guards. Some of their mouths hung open as gasps rippled through the crowd. They couldn't bring themselves to believe it, even though it was as clear as daylight. However, for Luca, his lips curled into a smile as he noticed their stunned expressions. "That's Luca Marco, right? How did he get such an exotic ride?" One of Luca's classmates nudged the other, their eyes still glued to him. "Yes," he answered without bothering to look away. "I'm just as shocked as you are. I can't believe he came here with such an expensive ride. I think he’s now a billionaire." In the next moment, a guy about five foot nine rushed toward Luca and quickly pulled him into a hug. "I thought you wouldn't show up, Luk! What happened? I tried to reach you after you left school, but nothing was

CHAPTER 258 Harpher grabbed Luca's arm under the table, urging him not to continue with Chris. Everyone knows how troublesome he is—always taunting people and using his parents' influence to bully others. But right now, Luca knew Chris's family's influence wasn't enough to intimidate him as it used to be, so he was ready to face him head-on. He chuckled, his eyes sparkling with amusement as he turned to Chris. “You know, Chris, I have always admired how creative you are at coming up with new ways to berate everyone around you. If only you put this effort into making your life better and being creative with your father's fashion company, you wouldn't be stuck on that one tacky design.” Gasps rippled through the crowd as Luca stood up to the one person no one dared to confront. Everyone had always avoided Chris. He was not only troublesome and arrogant, but his parents were the same—they took all his words seriously and did exactly what he asked regarding others. The murmurs in the cr

CHAPTER 260 The atmosphere shifted from the celebratory one it had been before to one of curiosity. The majority of eyes were now glued to Luca, watching him closely to see if he was going to foot the bill. Chris believed he would never be able to pay for what everyone ate. He glanced at the calculator as the waiter punched in the numbers, and when he saw the total still adding up after it hit one hundred and fifty thousand dollars, a forced smile appeared on his lips. Yes, that was his target. He wanted it to reach that point so it would be a hassle for Luca to pay up. He intentionally told the waitresses to serve each table a metal and the most expensive champagne just to incur more debt. Seeing the figures right now, a satisfied smirk curled up his lips as his eyes narrowed toward where Luca was seated. Livvie nudged him. “How much is it, Chris?” “She’s not done yet, but it’s over fifty thousand bucks. I dare the old boy to pay for that. Well, if he says he has money, then he s