The next day, news about Riley and the jade was circulating around the school, and people were wondering where he had gotten it.At the cafeteria, Ama and Dennis decided to ask about the jade as Riley sat with his friends."I heard you surprised everyone yesterday at Stacy's birthday with some jade. Where is it?" Ama demanded, her words laced with venom.Riley sighed and stared at her. "I don't understand how this is any of your business. Why are you demanding to know where the jade is?"Dennis scoffed. "You actually can't provide it anymore, can you? I don't understand how everyone got deceived by a pathetic errand boy like you! You obviously don't own the jade."Karl, though curious himself about where Riley had gotten the jade, spoke up. Riley had told them his uncle gave it to him, and they had believed him. "He actually presented it to give to Stacy as a gift yesterday, so he obviously owns it."Emma scoffed. "Did he, though? Did he actually give it to her? No. He can't give her

Riley sighed deeply, his patience wearing thin. “Does it look to you like I’m sneaking in? Are you blind? I’m taking the entrance.”Dennis’s face twisted in fury. “Me, blind? You better watch your mouth, boy. It’s a big lie—you were planning on sneaking in. You are denying it only because we caught you!”Before Riley wouldn’t talk back, but not anymore. Emma scoffed loudly, eyeing him up and down with disdain. “So, you are planning on entering such a prestigious event dressed in those shabby clothes? Look at you—cheap shirt and jeans like a beggar off the street. Pathetic.”Dennis joined in with a mocking laugh. “Exactly. Trying to crash the party like a desperate rat. Go home before you embarrass yourself further”Riley shook his head. “I have no time for you people.” He turned and walked straight toward the guards, ignoring their taunts.Dennis rushed forward, blocking his path. “Don’t let this bastard deceive you! He wasn’t supposed to be here and wanted to sneak his way in!”The t

Riley couldn’t just ignore it. “You could pass out at this rate. You have to rest and visit the hospital!”The young server shook his head weakly, blood still trickling from his nose. “I wish I could rest, sir, but I just can’t. They already gave me a long list of tables to serve. If I don’t finish, I will definitely be sacked. I can’t afford that… My mother is in the hospital. The bills are piling up, and this job is all I have.”Riley sighed heavily. How could they be so cruel to a clearly sick boy? He glanced around, then made a firm decision. “Give me the tray. I will help you with the entire list.”The server stared at him in shock, eyes wide with disbelief. “Really? You would do that for a stranger?”“Yes. Just give me your uniform and the list. I will handle the necessary. You will pass out at this rate if care isn’t taken.”Overwhelmed with gratitude, the server quickly slipped off his uniform jacket and handed it over along with the neatly arranged list of tables and the tra

Riley removed the serving jacket with Claire’s help, revealing a sharp, well-fitted outfit underneath that suited his composed demeanor perfectly. They moved to a prime table near the center, where attentive staff now served them champagne and hors d’oeuvres. The crowd’s attention shifted entirely toward them, offering nods of respect and quiet admiration for how Riley had handled the ordeal with dignity. Dennis and Emma, still flushed with humiliation, found themselves isolated. Guests deliberately turned their backs, whispering loudly enough for the pair to hear.“Disgraceful… Wales family acting like bullies.”“Imagine kneeling in front of everyone. Pathetic.”Dennis clenched his jaw, cheeks burning, but his phone buzzed. A message from Mr. Shark’s personal assistant lit up the screen: “Mr. Shark is here in the back-room VIP area. Come now and I’ll escort you.” A triumphant smirk spread across Dennis’s face. He leaned toward Emma. “Let’s go meet Mr. Shark.” Emma’s eyes sparkled

Mira was shocked, her eyes widening in disbelief. “Intentionally?! Sir, how could you do that? My future depends on this grade!”Mr. Gwen smirked, leaning back in his chair with a sleazy confidence. “You know very well the reason I’m doing this. Come on, Mira.”Mira felt a wave of disgust wash over her. The truth was, Mr. Gwen had been trying to woo her for months, making inappropriate advances and pressuring her to sleep with him. She had turned him down every single time.“So you gave me an F just so you could force me?” she said, her voice shaking with anger and revulsion.Mr. Gwen stood up slowly and walked toward her, his eyes roaming over her body. “If you just spend one night with me, you don’t even have to write any more tests. I will pass you with flying colors. You’re beautiful, Mira. This is an opportunity, just make use of it.”Mira stepped back, furious. “No! I’m not going to do that. If you don’t correct this script right now, I’m reporting you to the school authorities!