All Chapters of The Pauper Who Ruled the Campus: Chapter 1
- Chapter 10
13 chapters
Chapter 1: Humiliation's Price
The school campus buzzed with life as students hurried in every direction. Groups lounged under the trees, scrolling through their phones, laughing at videos, or gossiping about the latest drama. But inside the quiet classroom, Marcus sat alone at the back, his head buried in his notebook. He was trying desperately to make sense of the complex formulas Professor Frost had thrown at them before the break. The man was ruthless. Everyone knew it. Professor Frost was not just strict; he was wicked. One wrong answer, one late submission, and you could find yourself on the verge of expulsion. Most students feared him like death itself. A few who had dared challenge him had already packed their bags and left the university for good.Marcus flipped page after page, his brow furrowed in concentration. He could not afford to fail this course. Not again. Professor Frost already disliked him for reasons Marcus could never quite understand. Maybe it was the way he asked questions in class, or perh
Chapter 2: Shattered Dreams
Marcus stared at the strange notification glowing on his phone screen. His thumb hovered for only a second before he tapped it open. The message was simple, almost too good to be true. The title read: “$1000 just to pick up an order from the nearest pickup station.”His eyes locked onto the number. $1000. That was more money than he had seen in months. He could buy all the textbooks he needed for the semester. Maybe even have enough left over for food that was not instant noodles. He did not bother checking the sender’s name. Greed and desperation moved faster than caution. He skimmed the pickup description—small package, quick delivery, cash upon completion—and bolted out of the campus main gate.The school pickup station was just outside the entrance, a small booth where couriers dropped off parcels for students. Marcus arrived panting, sweat still clinging to his bare chest from earlier. The attendant handed him a neatly wrapped box, no bigger than a jewelry case, along with a smal
Chapter 3: The Heir's Awakening
Marcus froze in the doorway, one foot already outside the classroom. Professor Frost’s cold eyes bored into him like knives. The man opened his mouth, voice sharp and commanding.“Marcus! Where do you think you are going? If you step out of this room right now, if you miss even one second of my lecture, you know exactly what will happen. I will make sure you never set foot in this university again.”The threat hung in the air, heavy and final. Students turned to watch, some smirking, others whispering. Marcus felt their stares like needles on his skin. But his scholarship—$300,000 due in five hours—was slipping away faster than any professor’s punishment could touch him. If he stayed, he would lose everything anyway. He would be out on the streets by nightfall.Without a word, without even looking back, Marcus bolted.Professor Frost’s voice chased him down the corridor. “You will regret this, boy! Mark my words!”Marcus did not stop. His legs pumped harder, carrying him out of the bu
Chapter 4: Silent Power
Marcus stared at the screen as Rejoice’s name flashed. For a moment, he considered answering, letting her hear the calm in his voice now that everything had changed. But no. He pressed the red button and ended the call before it could ring twice. He slipped the phone into his pocket, the black card still heavy against his palm, and turned toward the hostel.The walk back felt different. The campus that had crushed him all day now seemed smaller, almost insignificant. When he reached the building, the door to his room stood open. Everything the security had thrown out—his clothes, his books, the few personal items he owned—had been neatly returned to their places. Emmanuel and Victoria stood waiting inside, faces full of concern.As soon as he stepped in, Victoria rushed forward. “Marcus, we heard about the expulsion. The whole school is talking. Are you okay? We tried calling—”Emmanuel cut in, voice soft. “Man, you look… fine. Like nothing happened.”Marcus gave them a small smile. “
Chapter 5: The Silent Billion
Marcus stepped through the doors of the grand hall, the thumping bass of the music hitting him like a wall. The place was packed. Lights flashed across the ceiling, students danced in clusters, and the air smelled of expensive perfume and excitement. The moment he appeared, heads turned.Whispers spread fast.“Isn’t that the guy who got expelled?”“Why is he still on campus? Security must have forgotten to drag him out.”Laughter followed. Someone shouted, “Go home, scholarship trash! You don’t belong here anymore!”Marcus heard every word. He kept his face calm, eyes forward, and walked straight toward the table where Freya, Victoria, and Emmanuel sat. They waved him over, concern still lingering on their faces from dinner.As he reached the seat, the program coordinator climbed onto the stage, microphone in hand.“Ladies and gentlemen, please give a huge welcome to our special guests who have just arrived—Baron Thorn, Jackson, and their crew!”The sentence was barely finished before
Chapter 6: The Turning Tide
The new program coordinator stood at the microphone, voice steady despite the stunned silence that still gripped the hall. The screen behind him displayed the final figure in bold red: $2 million from Marcus.The chancellor stepped forward, taking the spotlight. He gestured toward Marcus with an open hand.“Marcus, please come up here.”Marcus rose slowly from his seat. Every eye followed him. Whispers followed him. The path to the stage felt longer than it should have. When he reached the chancellor, the older man placed a firm hand on his shoulder.“Congratulations, young man. You are the top donor of this fundraiser. This university is proud of you.”He handed Marcus the gleaming award plaque—gold trim, engraved with his name and the record amount. The hall began to applaud, hesitant at first, then building into a full roar. Students who had laughed at him minutes earlier now clapped like they had always believed in him.The chancellor leaned in closer. “As part of your reward, you
Chapter 7: Thrown Out of Heaven
Even after Julian and her boyfriend had left, Emmanuel was still burning with anger. He paced the room, clenching his fists, muttering under his breath about how shameless some people could be. Marcus watched him quietly for a moment, then spoke in a calm voice.“Let it go, Emmanuel.”“How can I?” Emmanuel snapped. “She slapped you in your own room and laughed about it like it was nothing.”Marcus shook his head slowly. “It is over.”Emmanuel stopped pacing and stared at him. “You are too calm. This is not like you.”Marcus did not answer. He simply turned and walked into the bathroom. He locked the door behind him and leaned against it, closing his eyes. The sound of running water soon filled the room as he began to bathe.As the water poured over him, his thoughts drifted. Less than twenty four hours ago, he had been chased, humiliated, expelled, and treated like dirt. Now he was heading to the Galaxy Corporation, the most powerful corporation connected to ESU. Life truly had a way
Chapter 8: The Crown Revealed
After they threw Marcus out of the gate, he stood still for a moment, his chest rising and falling slowly. The laughter from the security and Frank still echoed faintly in his ears, but his expression did not change. Calmly, he reached into his pocket and brought out his phone.He scrolled through his contacts and placed a call.The line connected almost immediately.“Yes, this is Marcus,” he said quietly. “I am outside the Galaxy Corporation.”There was a sharp intake of breath on the other end.“Outside?” the woman asked anxiously. “Please stay where you are.”The call ended abruptly.Within a few minutes, the sound of speeding cars broke the calm outside the gate. A sleek black car pulled up sharply, followed closely by another vehicle filled with private security. The car door opened, and a woman stepped out in a rush.She was the manager of the Galaxy Corporation.Ignoring the shocked looks of passersby, she ran toward Marcus as fast as her heels would allow. Her security struggl
Chapter 9: The Truth Beneath the Mask
After Emmanuel ended the call, Marcus did not waste a single second. He opened the taxi door and slid inside, his movements swift and urgent.“To campus,” he said firmly.The driver nodded and drove off immediately.Marcus sat back, his mind racing. Professor Frost was looking for him. That alone was enough to make most students panic. But Marcus had already faced worse in a single day. Whatever awaited him now, he would face it head-on.When the taxi stopped at the campus entrance, Marcus pushed the door open before the driver could even speak.“Keep the change,” he said as he stepped out and shut the door.The driver stared at him in surprise as Marcus took off at a hurried pace, heading straight for his faculty building.By the time he reached his classroom, he realized he was already late.The room was empty.His heart sank slightly. Professor Frost had already left.Before Marcus could even process his next move, two campus security guards approached him.“Marcus Hale?” one of th
Chapter 10: The Heir Returns
Marcus lowered the phone slowly after his grandfather’s words faded from the line. The black SUV hummed beneath him, the city lights streaking past the tinted windows. Mr. Jack glanced at him in the rearview mirror.“What did he say, Young Master?”“He wants me at the Empire. Now.”Mr. Jack nodded once. “Understood.”Within minutes, the road ahead filled with headlights. A convoy of sleek black Mercedes-Benz vehicles appeared, pulling up in perfect formation. Engines purred like distant thunder. The lead car slowed, doors opening in unison. Men in dark suits stepped out, saluting sharply.Mr. Jack brought the SUV to a stop. He turned to Marcus.“I am sorry for everything you endured today, Young Master. It will not happen again.”He saluted deeply, then drove off into the night.Marcus stepped out. The white Mercedes in the center of the convoy waited, door held open by a silent driver. He slid inside. The door closed with a soft, expensive thud. The convoy moved as one, gliding throu