CHAPTER 23

Different students kept bashing the group chat with mesages. Messages about Nathan’s demise at Cheng bar.

Pictures and videos were already flying across on the internet. Nathan’s face was now everywhere, labeled as the church rat. Many called him milkman, some flower boy and others, bouquet boy.

“He ran home like a little baby! He couldn’t stand it. What’s was he even thinking?”

“At least dude had to get a taste of wealth. May take a couple of years before he experiences another!”

The mockery was so intense that it began to piss Nathan off. But he said and did nothing. He wasn’t going to engage in cyber fight with those brokies. He was way above their level. Let them talk. Talk is cheap. As for him, he would make sure they all see who he truly is.

Someone then tagged Marcus. “Hey dude! That was some crazy ass shit you pulled up back there! Where did you get that necklace? You stole it?”

“Yeah man!” Another person commented. “That shit is worth $1 Million! How did you get it