Chapter 2 The figure standing in front of Charlie was a tall beautiful lady, wearing a beautiful yet short red dress that was above her knees, revealing her fair thighs. She had a smooth, fair complexion, her eyes sparkling like diamonds. Her hair cascaded down her back, every strand perfectly in place. Her light make-up added to her beauty. This lady was no other than Megan Harold, Charlie's girlfriend, here on campus. They had been dating for the past three years now. Megan looked down at Charlie, disgust in her eyes. “Charlie, you are picking trash again? Aren't you tired of doing this?” She scolded Charlie coldly. Charlie blinked, slightly embarrassed. “I—” He opened his mouth to explain. But Megan cut him off, her expression icy. “Not interested in your silly explanation. You can continue to pick trash for all I care. But from today, I want to break up,” Megan uttered with disgust in her voice. “I don't want someone like you to be a stain in my life.” “Break up?” Charlie

Chapter 4 The woman was old, probably in her late sixties. Despite her chubby nature, she was very agile in terms of action. She was no other than Charlie's landlady. “Good afternoon, landlady,” Charlie greeted in a low voice, knowing the reason she was here. It is for her rent. The woman glared at Charlie and pointed her finger at him. “Scrap it, Charlie!” She growled. “I called you earlier and knew why I was calling, but you declined it!” Charlie quickly recalled his phone had rang for the second time after that scammer called him. He rejected it without glancing at it, thinking it was the same person. “I'm sorry, landlady, it wasn't intentional. I didn't know it was you,” he said apologetically. But the old woman gave him a fierce stare. “Keep that aside!” She stretched out her hand as if trying to receive something. “Hand it over. My rent! Where is it?” She demanded, not batting an eye. Charlie swallowed hard, scratching the back of his head. “Landlady, I…..” he started

Chapter 6 Charlie furrowed his eyebrows at Duke. “What did you hear?” He asked, his voice soft. “Megan broke up with you after everything you did for her. Is it true?” Duke answered with wide eyes. Charlie let out a sigh, his voice barely above a whisper as he responded. “Duke, I don't want to talk about that, please, bring up something else.” Duke covered his mouth in astonishment. “So, it's true. After everything, the sacrifice you made to keep her happy and she heartlessly did that to you just to be with that rich brat. I can't believe it.” His face tightened as he glared toward Megan who was chatting with her friends. Gritting his teeth, he mumbled under an annoying breath, “She's a slut!” Duke then remembered something and he turned to Charlie, wrinkling his brows. “Man, what did you say came over you? Or is it because Megan broke up with you that you can't think straight? I didn't ask for money and you sent me $500 when you're the one who needs it. Don't you think you'

Chapter 8 The receptionist stepped forward, but did not get closer to Charlie because of his outfit. “Looking for someone in here? No, that can't be! It's the wrong address. Please, leave right now!” “No, it's not!” Charlie retorted firmly. “This is Pinnacle Group, isn't it? I'm at the right place. This is where the man says I should come.” The receptionist furrowed her eyebrows. “Which man are you talking about?” She demanded and continued, not giving Charlie the chance to reply. “I'm warning you, kid; leave this place now or I'll have the security guards throw you out!” She shouted, her voice rising now. But Charlie remained stubborn. “No, I'm not leaving unless I see him!” His life was about to change, and he wasn't ready to chicken out because of this receptionist's threat or arrogance. Charlie gritted his teeth and rushed toward the elevator. Seeing him going that way, the receptionist quickly yelled. “Stop right there, you pervert! Security security! Get him before he

Chapter 10 Back then, in his office after Charlie had left, Donald remembered he had ordered the security guards not to allow anyone to get to where he was because he was busy. And knowing how serious the security guards were with their duties, Donald knew something might be wrong downstairs. Because if Charlie could get himself to his office, it only meant one thing, and that is, he forced his way here, and the security guards wouldn't take it with him. Not just that, Donald remembered he forgot to give Charlie something so he quickly made his way to the next elevator to catch up with him. However, upon getting downstairs, his forehead broke with cold sweat when he saw Sarah slapping Charlie. The young master. The new chairman. How dare she! Sarah, unaware of what was happening, marched forward and arrogantly started, “Mr. Donald, thank God, you're here! Could you believe this poor brat here humiliates me in front of everyone here?” “Then?” Donald interrupted, express