“Please bring out your card, sir,” the waitress said as she stepped forward.Lorenzo’s hand slowly moved to his pocket confidently, about to bring out his black card when he realized that it wasn't in his breast pocket.That wasn't possible; he had brought it along with him.He dipped his hand again into his breast pocket and still couldn't find it, then proceeded to dig his hand inside all his numerous pockets, yet still couldn't find it.What the heck was going on? he wondered in disbelief.Ava and Evan, who were experiencing a feast as they watched Lorenzo, had smiles on the corners of their lips.“Mr., where is your card?” the waitress demanded, frowning.When Lorenzo walked in, he had this principled and disciplined look on his face, like someone who isn't capable of scamming anyone, but after Ava's public speech and Lorenzo’s inability to find his card, she couldn't help but think otherwise about Lorenzo.“I… I…” Lorenzo said as he brought down his bag, ready to search for it.J

The tall woman’s perfectly shaped brows furrowed as she sized Lorenzo up from head to toe. Her gaze lingered on his faded T-shirt and worn sneakers, and the corner of her lips curled in disdain. She let out a sharp laugh. “And who exactly are you supposed to be?” she sneered. “Another charity case?” Lorenzo’s expression remained calm, almost indifferent. But his eyes were steady—cold and unwavering. “I believe she already apologized,” he said evenly. “There’s no need to humiliate her.” The woman scoffed loudly, flipping her long, glossy hair over her shoulder. “Humiliate her? Do you even know how much these heels cost?” She lifted the pair dramatically. “These are custom-made. Imported. You wouldn’t even understand the brand if I told you.” A murmur rippled through the growing crowd. Some recognized her; she is a frequent customer of Louis Vuitton, and she was clearly wealthy—dressed in designer clothes from head to toe, dripping in jewelry that screamed status. Others whispered

The next morning, Lorenzo woke up early to prepare for his morning class.He looked around to find out that his roommates were still all asleep. They were always free every Thursday.He quickly took his bath and changed to one of the clothes and shoes he had bought the previous day.He was too tired to get a fresh haircut the previous day, so he added a black face cap to fit his outfit. He now looked so completely different from his past self.He quickly carried his new bag and headed for class. Rather than trekking to the venue of his class, Lorenzo booked an Uber to take him there.While he was inside the car, he saw several expensive cars pass by the Uber, which included Ferraris, Mercedes, and Audis.Lorenzo didn’t pay much attention to them because none of the cars superseded the ones he had at his mansion.However, Lorenzo couldn't help but wonder if he should have two to three of them, which he had pointed at, brought to him to keep a low-key life or have Marcus bring those car

Lorenzo let out a sigh, ignoring the clattering of the crowd around him.Upon walking out of sight, he checked his wristwatch and noticed that he had a few minutes before his sports time began.He then turned and walked quickly toward the sports complex.Lorenzo was finally able to make it to sports after a few minutes of walking fast.He quickly changed into his sports outfit, ready to dive in, when a few boys who trained there began to walk in, some with balls in their hands, some just talking loudly.The moment they saw Lorenzo, they began to whisper among themselves. Lorenzo didn’t know in particular what they were saying about him, but he let out a sigh; news, of course, travels fast, and he knew it would be nothing other than the incident that had just happened with Monica.As they got closer, Lorenzo slowly began to hear their whispers.“That’s him.”“I heard about him and Monica too.""Poor and arrogant, he barely even apologized.""I heard he is involved in some shoddy things

Send!As soon as Lorenzo sent the gift, the comment section went ablaze again,“Is this real?”“Who is this Mr. Anonymous?”“Two million dollars?”Lorenzo smirked. If only they knew he was the peasant that they were speaking poorly against just a few minutes ago.Monica’s and Ava’s mouths dropped. They couldn't believe this. Ava had appeared on Monica’s live several times, but she had never seen someone gifted such a large amount. Even her fiancé, Eva, who was also a rich student, wouldn't just casually gift out such an amount.Monica’s stream began to top up, and it moved from number thirty to fifteen thanks to Lorenzo’s gift.Upon seeing that, a student who had been wishing to go on a date with one of the ladies who are top beauties decided to also gift out a three-million-dollar gift desperately.He isn't exactly a very rich student, and that gift was going to somehow affect his expenses.Monica smiled, feeling so happy. She had never expected such a generous gift on this particula