Rich Man (Of The System)

Chapter 2

Damn it.

Marcell wanted to punch Stefan's arrogant face. He knew there would be a lot of things that could happen if that handsome ass had a purple bruise on his face. His parents would sue and Marcell could go to jail. Huftt... it's so sad to be poor.

There was no one to defend him, even to defend himself Marcell had to think twice. His life was never free, he could only hold grudges and anger. Even a scolding or a punch was hard to swallow.

"Why?" Marcell asked.

Not to Stefan, but to his girlfriend Jasmine. Or now it could be called an ex-lover because his presence was not that important to Jasmine. That girl only thought about her happiness.

"Why what?" Stefan asked back.

"I asked Jasmine." Marcell looked at Jasmine coldly.

Stefan let out a rough breath. He didn't expect Marcell to be this cold to him. How dare he.

"What did you want to ask?" Jasmine said.

"Why did you choose a man like this?" Marcell pointed at Stefan without even glancing at her.

Jasmine stifled a giggle. Does something like this have to be asked. "Then can you describe your strengths?"

Marcell set his jaw. Marcell had given everything to Jasmine, even though he often held back his hunger in order to treat her to a nice meal at an expensive restaurant.

"It turns out that your heart is not as beautiful as your face."

Jasmine's laughter boomed. "Hahahahaha."

"Hahahahahaa."

"Hahahaha, what did you say, my heart is not pretty? Hahahaha..."

"Haduhh Marcell Marcell. Who cares about things like that now. My heart isn't pretty and everyone likes me. What matters now is face and physique. Look at me, the whole of Yale knows who I am." Jasmine boasted.

Stefan nodded approvingly at Jasmine's words.

"Don't be a saint, you don't know yourself dating Jasmine," Stefan added.

"What did your parents teach you?" Marcell was curious.

Stefan clucked and waved his hand. Marcell was very noisy and long-winded. "No need to bring your parents. What do you need to come here for? It's just annoying."

"You are indeed a rich man's son. But it's uncivilized, even at this young age you can't respect people who are lower than you." Marcell wanted to give a lecture to make young people like Stefan and Jasmine realize that the world is short. The wheels are turning, and God is all-powerful.

"You think you're being civilized by coming in here and interfering with other people's business?" asked Stefan with his chin up. He removed his hand from Jasmine's waist and took one step in front of Marcell.

Truth be told, Stefan was no taller than Marcell's chin. But he is very arrogant. Naturally, Stefan has power at Yale University. His parents were also influential people in New Haven.

"You started the fishing by dating my girlfriend!"

Stefan laughed. "She's not your girlfriend anymore."

Jasmine nodded. "We're done from now on."

"Have you thought it through?" asked Marcell. Although he was a poor man, his pride and ego were high.

Jasmine shrugged. "Why would I think about it again?" her arms crossed in front of her chest.

Marcell nodded. Jasmine's words pierced him deeply. He was heartbroken, but did not want to appear weak in front of the arrogant teenager. Even though he already looked weak and pathetic in the eyes of Jasmine and Stefan.

"Did you hear that? Go away!" Stefan snapped. "There's nothing else to do, is there? Just ruin the mood."

Marcell fell silent, his hands clenched into fists. He turned his body backwards and within a second turned around again and smashed Stefan right in the face.

The man was pushed back and fell to the ground.

Jasmine was shocked and covered her mouth with both hands.

Stefan held his cheekbone in pain.

"Don't be a tough guy!" Jasmine snapped at Marcell.

"He deserved it." Marcell pointed at Stefan who was down.

Soon Stefan got up and punched Marcell in the face. Then they got into a fist fight.

"Do you want to go to jail?" asked Stefan as Marcell expected. He had nothing to protect, no matter how good his image was. Marcell was still a poor, pathetic man. He just wanted to defend his dignity for once. Let them know that Marcell was not afraid of anything.

Without warning Marcell punched Stefan in the face again.

Stefan didn't take it well because Marcell was being a tough guy and touching his face. So Stefan punched Marcell back relentlessly and kicked the weak man in the stomach until Marcell fell down holding his stomach. Stefan still wasn't satisfied, so he went over to Marcell and grabbed him by the collar and pushed him so hard that Marcell was hit by the rack behind which the barbells were lined up.

One 10kg barbell fell onto Marcell's forehead. The man was unconscious with blood pouring down his forehead.

Stefan looked shocked and pulled Jasmine out of the gym. Fortunately, it was quiet because it was still early in the morning.

Marcell vaguely saw Stefan's attention as he left with Jasmine without caring about her. Marcell silently vowed to avenge himself on them.

His eyes were open staring at the ceiling and his voice was choked. His chest was tight from receiving so many punches from Stefan. More and more Marcell's breathing seemed difficult, as if all oxygen was not allowed to be inhaled. Until finally Marcell didn't move, his eyes closed and his body just lay there in the gym.

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