Becky and Daniella rushed to Mr. Billionaire and tapped his shoulder. "Babe, say something," Becky begged.He pushed their hands away. "Don't ever call me that again," he said coldly. "I'm on duty, working for my boss."Becky's jaw dropped. "Your boss? Is this pauper Jimmy your boss?""Mr. Billionaire," Daniella called out, shaking. "Please stop joking."He turned to her with a straight face. "My name is Davis, and I'm no billionaire.""I work for Young Master Jimmy now, and it is the greatest honor of my life."Matthew nodded behind him like a soldier. "It truly is," he said.Becky and Daniella almost fainted. They held onto each other for support."What the hell is he saying?" Becky whispered. "What is going on?"The students in the crowd were already filming everything. Kyle, the gossip blogger, couldn't stop smiling at his phone."Ladies and gentlemen," he whispered to his followers, "the billionaire is a driver. What a twist!"Davis straightened his uniform proudly. "Now, please