Chapter 11 The person calling him at that moment was his employer from the bar where he did his part-time work. The man was arrogant and wicked. He doesn't pay his workers' salaries on time, but whenever one comes to work just a minute late, he'll always deduct a few bucks from their salaries. Charlie had been so furious about it, but since it was the only way to support himself, he decided to stay. “You arrogant fool! Don't you know how to add ‘sir’ when addressing me, huh?” The man barked from the other end. Charlie chuckled but didn't respond. “I'll pardon you for that,” the man continued, “Now tell me, why haven't you been coming to work? Or do you want to get fired?” “Fired?” Charlie feigned shock. “Yes! Or do you think we're joking here? It has been two straight days and you haven't shown up at work. I—” “Do whatever is in your mind, old man,” Charlie interjected, his voice calm but rude. “How dare you talk to—” The man burst into rage from the other end,

Chapter 13 At that moment, heads turned, everyone getting on their feet, disbelief crossing their eyes. “Is he really here?” Rachel muttered, utterly shocked to see Charlie standing at the door, his hands casually tossed in his pockets. “Does this mean he can't really treat them?” “What difference does it make if he is here?” Erika snapped, her voice with disdain. “Is it going to change the fact that he can't afford a meal here? Stop being delusional, Rachel!” She scolded her mercilessly. “I think I wasn't in my right mind when I said that, I'm sorry,” Rachel quickly apologized. Meanwhile, Duke, when he saw Charlie, couldn't help but huff, relieved. “Thank God he's here. At least no one will have the nerve to call him a coward.” Muttering that to himself, he ran over to Charlie. “Dude, what's up? Where have you been? We've been waiting all day for you,” Duke said, concern in his voice. Charlie smiled lightly. “Got carried away by sleep,” he replied, “but don't worry,

Chapter 15 Franklin marched forward, enraged. “What was that supposed to mean? A joke or what?” He said, fiercely glaring at the waitress. “Do you know how much I have in that account, huh? Over $50k! And you dare to spout out that bullshit? I guess you want to lose your job.” He lied, exaggerating the amount in his account, attempting to earn more respect. Everyone's eyes instinctively swung open wide, their hands covering their mouths astonished by the amount Franklin mentioned. The waitress looked at Franklin, unimpressed. “I'm sorry, sir, but I think you're wrong here. The payment was in process after you inserted your PIN, but along the line, it stopped, indicating insufficient balance. You can have a look.” She held up the card reader, showing Franklin the notification. Glancing down at it, he was momentarily taken aback, his eyes wide open. “T—this? It can't be possible!” He murmured, his voice low, only for him to hear. “Dad sent the money. It's enough to cover up

Chapter 17 Everyone froze in place, as if struck by thunder. “That can't be possible!” “How can there be such an amount of money in that card?” Murmurs spread across the room with wide eyes, mouths covered with shock. Franklin, who had been waiting to mock Charlie, stiffened at a spot, looking at Charlie with utter disbelief. No, that can't be real! He can't have such money on him! He muttered, shaking his head. Megan was entirely dumbfounded, unable to speak. Her eyes bulged, refusing to believe what was happening. The Charlie she knew couldn't afford stuff worth $1k, but now, he just unconcernedly paid for such extravagant meals. How did he do? Did he win any lottery? She thought to herself. Duke, on the other hand, was no exception. He wore a shocking and skeptical expression if it was truly Charlie who was standing in front of everyone. He knew him in and out, and knew what he's capable of doing, but this? He couldn't fathom. All eyes were now on Charlie, but he pre

Chapter 19 Charlie did not need to be told what had happened. He furrowed his brows in surprise, staring at the screen. Was this really Rachel calling him to help them? Unbelievable! Rachel, of all people could be calling and pleading for his assistance? What happened to pride? He instinctively smirked to himself before turning serious. “So why are you calling me? What do you want?” He asked coldly, emotionless. “Charlie, please, we need $5k. We can't stand the wrath of the Prime Restaurant's chairman. Please, help us.” At that moment a different, but familiar voice whimpered, desperate for support. Charlie smirked again when he heard Erika's broken voice. “Why should I help you?” His voice was still cold. “What happened to Franklin you both were all worshipping a few minutes ago? Has his money all gone?” Rachel bit her lips, embarrassed by Charlie's words. She knew he was mocking them. She sighed exasperatedly, but kept her anger in check. She needed his help right now and s