All Chapters of The Return of the Campus Trillionaire: Chapter 11
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CHAPTER 11
Becky placed the wine gown aside. It was her fourth dress since she walked into the store but she still wasn't satisfied.“Hey, Linda,” she called. She sighed when Linda didn't show up. Linda was one of the interns at House of Glams. She smacked off a lot, especially when she wasn't attending to people who weren't on good terms with the Joachins.“Linda!” She called again. There was still no response. She sighed and sat on a plushy cushion that had been placed beside a row of clothes.“Hey.” A familiar voice called. Becky looked up and the irritation cleared out of her face. It was Jared.“Hi you, finally!” Becky smiled. “House of Glams has to be my favourite unisex shop in all of Los Angeles. I've been dying to bring you here. The male aisle isn't too far, walk down, pick out whatever you want.Jared chuckled, “we'll get to that. What's up? Before I walked in, you looked like you were ready to smash someone's face into a wall.”Becky sighed heavily, rubbing a hand across her face. “T
CHAPTER 12
Jared leaned against one of the display pillars, arms folded, watching Linda shuffle back to Becky with a handful of dresses. She wasn’t smiling, not even pretending to, but the bratty arrogance she’d shown earlier had evaporated completely. Now she handled Becky's requests with robotic precision—straightening hangers, adjusting straps, bringing size variations without being asked twice.Her attitude wasn’t warm.But it was professional.And that was enough.Becky sifted through the options Linda had brought. A champagne-colored gown, a shimmering rose-gold bodycon dress, a black velvet slit gown, and a soft blue off-shoulder evening piece. Becky held each one up to her frame in front of the mirror.“Nope… too shiny,” she muttered at the rose-gold fitted short dress.“Hm… too boring,” she dismissed the black velvet long dress.She turned to the champagne gown, eyes softening. “Maybe…”Jared watched her tilt her head, analyzing the fit without even wearing it.“That one is definitely
CHAPTER 13
Becky led Jared back into the main area of House of Glams, the soft chime of the entrance bell marking their return. The golden lights shimmered off polished surfaces, mannequins adorned in sequins and velvet, and racks brimming with freshly pressed suits and shirts. The faint scent of jasmine and leather lingered in the air.Linda was already arranging a display near the cash registers, her earlier irritation replaced by quiet efficiency. Becky handed her the champagne gown with a gentle smile.“Linda, please pack this up for me,” Becky instructed. “We’re done here, but I want it ready for pickup.”Linda took the gown with a barely audible sigh and nodded. “Of course, ma’am,” she muttered, retreating to the back to prepare it for purchase.Becky turned back to Jared, looping her arm through his. “Alright. Let’s get you something impressive. You promised me no hoodies, no jeans, no—”“No depressing vibes,” Jared added with a smirk.“Exactly,” Becky said, gesturing toward the men’s se
CHAPTER 14
Jared stepped out of the changing room, the emerald jacket perfectly fitted across his shoulders. The fabric caught the warm golden lights of the store, glinting subtly, emphasizing the tailored precision of the cut. Becky’s eyes widened almost immediately.“Wow,” she breathed, stepping closer. “Jared… that is perfect.”He spun slowly in front of the mirror, evaluating the reflection. The jacket hugged his torso, the sleeves ending exactly where they should, and the deep emerald color complemented his skin tone. “It’s… fine,” he said modestly, though a corner of his mouth betrayed a small smirk.“Fine?” Becky echoed, incredulous. “Fine? Jared, you look like the CEO of the biggest companies in the country. Like people would just hand you their stock portfolios and call you ‘sir’ automatically.”He glanced at her, raising one brow. “CEO vibes? You’re exaggerating.”“Exaggerating?” she said, laughing lightly. “Please. Look at yourself. You could walk into a boardroom right now, sit at th
CHAPTER 15
Jared stepped out of the changing room, the charcoal herringbone suit perfectly fitted. The fabric draped smoothly across his frame, accentuating his broad shoulders and tapering waist. Becky’s eyes practically sparkled as she took in the full effect.“Wow,” she whispered, stepping closer. “Jared… I think this one might actually be better than the emerald.”He turned slowly in front of the mirror, taking in the reflection, the deep texture of the fabric, the subtle sheen catching the store’s golden lights.Becky giggled, brushing a hand over the jacket’s lapel. “Honestly, I’m tempted to make you try on fifty more just to prove my point.”Jared chuckled lightly but shook his head. “I think one is enough for today.”“Very well, Mr. CEO,” Becky said, mock bowing. “Shall we pay for these masterpieces so you can officially own them?”Jared nodded. Becky turned to the cashier and started arranging everything. The assortment of suits, shirts, and shoes totaled up to a whopping forty thousand
CHAPTER 16
When Jared and his friends stepped out of the mall there was a sleek, black car waiting for them at the entrance. Becky and Brad looked at it suspiciously as they had never seen this vehicle before. But Jared gave them a quick nod. “It's alright, guys.” He smiled, “this is our ride.”The driver wound down the window glass and observed the trio. When his eyes fell on Jared, he smiled.“Good afternoon, young sir. I take it that you enjoyed your shopping spree?”“Yes, I did, Robert. Thank you.” Jared looked to his friends then back at the driver. “Could you please assist my friends with their bags.”“Oh, of course.” Robert said as he hurried out of the car. “Apologies, Mr. Jared.”Roberts lifted the shopping bags out of their hands and arranged them neatly in the trunk. Then, everyone got in and Robert pulled out of the mall’s parking lot.“This is cool,” Becky said, nodding her head approvingly. The car had nice air-conditioning and tinted windows. Brad could barely make out anything,
CHAPTER 17
Sammy Jo walked into Director Hill's office. The director’s face was stoic and unreadable. He didn't utter a single word to Sammy Jo as he made his way to his desk. Without a single word, he waved him over and gestured to a seat in front of him. Sammy Jo took the offer, nothing as a sign that they were still on good terms.“Good day, Director Hill.” Sammy Jo greeted casually. The Director gave him a curt nod. The nods threw him off and introduced some doubts into his mind but he had to feign confidence.“Lovely to have you, Sammy Jo.” The director said. Sammy sat up proudly in his chair, waiting for the apology he was owed by Jared and the school itself.“Jared’s grandmother is still in the hospital.” Director Hill added. Sammy Jo’s ego deflated like a flat tire.“What?”“Do you have wax in your ears?” Director Hill snapped. “You still owe Jared the settlement sum for the issues you and your friends caused?”Sammy Jo shook his head incredulously. “No! I'm not paying that bastard a sin
CHAPTER 18
Sammy Jo had never moved so quickly in his life.All day long, the university buzzed with rumors, whispers swirling through the lecture halls and courtyards, leaking from group chats and gossip corners like wildfire. LAU had always been a hub for drama, but this was unprecedented. Sammy Jo—the golden boy, the campus prince, the one whose name alone made half the freshmen swoon—had been ordered by Director Hill himself to pay Jared.Twenty-five million dollars.Not in installments, not pending approval, not to be contested by lawyers or buried under paperwork.Immediately.At first, Sammy Jo refused to even believe it. His voice had risen so quickly that the secretary outside Director Hill’s office flinched at every shout. He paced back and forth like a caged animal.“This is a joke,” he barked. “Tell him it’s a joke! Hill would never do something this stupid.”Director Hill had merely adjusted his tie, sweat collecting along his thinning hairline. “My hands are tied, Sammy. I was giv
CHAPTER 19
The next morning, LAU felt different.Not in a small, subtle way, but in a way that crackled through the hallways, pressed against the classroom walls, and hummed beneath every conversation like static. A shift had happened. A rearranging of hierarchy. A rewriting of unspoken rules.And at the center of it all was Jared.The moment he stepped through the university gates, attention snapped toward him like magnets finding their poles. Conversations stuttered. Footsteps slowed. Heads turned.A wave rippled outward as students registered what they were seeing: Jared Stevens, the nobody they’d once ignored, mocked, or used for errands… walking back into LAU as a verified multi-millionaire.The rumor had spread so quickly it barely felt like a rumor anymore. It was fact. Like campus doctrine.Twenty-five million dollars wired into his account overnight.It was a miracle, a scandal and a shift in power. All in one. Now they watched him like he was a celebrity.“Jared! Jared—over here!” a g
CHAPTER 20
By the time Jared reached his morning class, the buzz around campus had not faded, it had intensified.Students were already seated when he entered, and as usual, the room shifted toward him like metal toward a magnet. Heads turned. Whispering flared. A few people even straightened their posture, as if being near him demanded a higher standard.But one person moved faster than all of them.Monica Simons.She practically launched herself out of her seat the second she saw him walking down the aisle, her long hair swishing dramatically as she abandoned her perfectly good spot in the front row. She clutched her notebook to her chest like a prop, smiling too brightly.Before Jared even reached the middle row, she slid into the seat beside his, forcefully, decisively, like she was claiming territory.“Jared! Oh my God, hi!” she said, breathless and triumphant.Jared stopped mid-motion, eyes narrowing slightly.He had absolutely not intended to sit next to Monica Simons.But now she had pla