All Chapters of Student Trillionaire with Seven Beautiful Women: Chapter 131
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Chapter 131
Michael stormed through the front doors of the Lee family penthouse, his dark coat still on, with a face flushed with rage and disgust. Melody his sister trailed two steps behind him, her heels clicking sharply against the marble floor as though it had quarrel with it. Her own fury was radiating like heat off her, like she was a car engine broken down.The elevator ride up the pent house had been very silent, as both siblings were far too angry to speak, and too proud to admit how shaken they were by what had just happened.Their parents were waiting in the main living room. Both their faces showed little to no emotion as they sat together.Mr. Lee was in his high-backed leather chair, a crystal tumbler of scotch was right in his hand. Mrs. Lee stood by the window, with her arms folded, staring out at the glittering city that had once upon a time only seemed theirs to command, untill Nathan came along to challenge them of it.Michael didn’t bother with greetings. There was little re
Chapter 132
Months passed by like a slow relentless tide, rolling across an ocean. The news of the recession were now too much to ignore. The recession didn’t arrive with a crash or a single dramatic news headline, announcing that it was here for good. It crept in quietly and slowly, at first as whispers in business boardrooms, and then as nervous jokes in cafés, and later as front-page stories that no one could ignore anymore. But it did not seem like there was anything to do, but stand and watch for it to come and go, as it always did historically.Interest rates kept climbing high like there was no tomorrow, while consumer spending slowed down, approaching a halt. Small businesses were shuttering every days. People could no longer keep up as always. Unemployment ticked upward little by little, week by week, until the numbers became impossible to dismiss as some sort of coincidence by those who doubted that there was even anything like a recession coming. They are their words everytime they
Chapter 133
Amelia woke up to the yellow morning light slicing through the half-closed curtains of her dorm's room, and pasting on her walls a pale color. There was nobody sharing the place with her. She had successfully chased everyone away with her malignant moods.Her phone was already in her hand before her eyes fully adjusted to the light in her room, and she even got to see the phone there with her. This was the same ritual she’d repeated every day since the shooting by Ethan at Nathan. She opened her messages first things first. Despite the fact that she did not expect much, there was still a quiet excitement about waking up to check her phone every day.Yet, there was still no new replies from Melody.The last message she had sent since three days ago still sat on “delivered” with no read receipt. This was despite that Melody was clearly often online. Perhaps they were better things to do than talk to her old friend.Hey, can we talk? I know things are weird but I miss when we still hung
Chapter 134
Nathan and Rhea were sitting together in the living room late that afternoon. The sunlight from outside slanted through the tall windows, turning the hardwood floor into a warm gold color. Rhea had just finished her afternoon chores; although she still wore her simple maid uniform, which recieved quite a little complain from Nathan. She had let her hair down, and the apron she had worn was now folded neatly over the arm of the couch.She sat close to him. Although they were not quite touching, they were still close enough that he could smell the faint lavender from her shampoo.After being close for a few minutes, she reached over and gently touched the edge of the bandage on his left shoulder. “Does it still hurt?” she asked quietly.Nathan gave a small shrug with his good shoulder. “Less every day. The doctor says I’ll be out of the stupid sling in another week or two. I just have to be careful with how I move, or else I stand the chance to feel even more excruciating pain."Rhea
Chapter 135
The rooftop restaurant in SoHo was quiet and intimate, with strings of lights draped overhead, and soft jazz playing from speakers that were hidden in the walls, and the skyline of the city glittering like scattered diamonds below. Nathan and Donna sat at a corner table near the edge, with the candles flickering between them on the table. The waiter had just cleared most of their plates except the desserts.Donna looked beautiful in the low light of the place, with her hair loose in a simple black dress which hugged her frame, with bright eyes that sparked something hopeful and fragile. She had been talking for the last ten minutes about her day. There was a photoshoot that ran late, and a funny story about the photographer’s dog stealing a prop, and how she had almost tripped on the runway last week but caught herself just in time.Nathan nodded along, and smiled at all the the right moments when he was supposed to, but his mind was elsewhere. Half of him was still in the townhous
Chapter 136
The morning light was still soft when Nathan woke up to his phone ringing on his nightstand. He was at the time half-asleep, with the sheets of the bed tangled around his legs, and the now occasional slight ache in his shoulder, which still served as a reminder of everything that had happened to him. He reached for the phone without looking where his hand was taking him, and then drew the phone towards his face. He grew a little wary face when he saw the name on the screen. Gene’s name glowed on the screen. A lot of things ran through his mind at the time, all pertaining to why she was even calling.He answered immediately. “Gene?” he said in his morning voice, yawning as the words escaped his mouth.Her voice came through broken and wet with tears. “Nathan… you already picked someone, didn’t you?" She asked. The question was an accusation. One that Nathan had never thought was going layered on him.Nathan sat up fast, wincing at the slight pull in his shoulder. “What? No. What a
Chapter 137
Amelia sat cross-legged on her bed, with the laptop open, and the glow of the screen lighting up her face in the dim room that she was in. She had kept the place darkened for for some odd reason even she could not answer. She was looking through twitter. The whole place was a battlefield. The hashtag #MrsRhodes was trending hard.Donna’s post had exploded overnight with thousands of likes, comments, reposts, and endless speculation. Some cheered her on, while others called her a delusional freak.A few even tagged Nathan directly, all of them demanding answers from him. As usual, if there was anything she knew of Nathan, it was that he wouldn't reply such cases. He had trended online for worst things. This wouldn't cause him to flinch much.Amelia scrolled slowly, with a small, satisfied smile playing on her lips._This is perfect._The drama was unfolding exactly as she had hoped. The Seven were tearing each other apart in the replies. Chloe had posted a cryptic story with a broken
Chapter 138
The next day, the townhouse was bathed in the usual hush of the mid morning, with sunlight, pouring through the tall windows of the living room, casting very long golden rectangles across the polished hardwood floor of the rooms.Nathan sat on the couch of the living room, with his laptop balanced on his knees, reviewing the latest Kickstart reports. He was trying to focus on the numbers, donor lists, and the next batch of the kids accepted into the project, but his mind kept drifting away and back.The doorbell rang, causing Nathan to frown. He wasn’t expecting any visits.He set the laptop aside and walked to the door, with his bare feet silent on the cold wooden floor. When he opened it, Donna stood on the doorstep.She looked beautiful, with her perfectly styled dark hair falling in loose waves around her face and on her back, while she wore a tailored cream coat over a simple but expensive black dress, with heels that clicked softly as she shifted her weight like she was nervous
Chapter 139
The Lees’ empire was crumbling, and it was a very loud collapse that could be seen and heard from just anybody who had eyes and ears in the corporate world.It did not happen in one dramatic collapse. No. Bit It did happen slowly, day by day, like the cracks spreading across a foundation of a home, as the first signs of it about to crumble. The Lee's Project Helping Hand, which was their desperate attempt to copy and overshadow Clover's Kickstart, had become a total black hole. The non-profits they had acquired now drained cash faster than they ever expected it to do.Now the Sponsorships dried up as many donors have now shifted to Nathan’s cleaner, more transparent initiative, while the Lees only racked up more and more debt, with their time and energy burnt out. The banks had started calling, while the investors pulled out.Mr. Lee spent long hours in his office, calling every contact he had, begging for new capital. He offered equity, partnerships, even personal guarantees. But
Chapter 140
The recession had grown from just mere whispers to roars from angry mobs parading across the cities and streets.It was the same thing everywhere, from factories closing, to layoffs surging, food prices climbing up, and the families struggling to keep the lights on. The country was bleeding. And soon the entire world would soon get to feel the same pain. The pain was no longer abstract. It now had faces marching around with placards and anger.That anger found a target at ESU. The school was a place for the richest of the rich to send their children to, and so ESU attracted much of the hate anger from the masses. A large crowd had gathered outside the university’s grand iron gates. Hundreds of protestors, many of them who were just ordinary citizens, and students from nearby public colleges, and activists, now held signs that read:“ELITE SCHOOLS FOR ELITE POCKETS”“TEAR DOWN THE GATES”“THE RICH KIDS DON’T SUFFER — WHY SHOULD WE?”At the front of the crowd stood Martha Thunberg, w