Rise of Robert,the youngest student billionaire.

SHE BETRAYED HIM.

It was 5:00 p.m. when Robert Edward, a slender and athletic individual, confidently rode his powerful power bike into the grounds of Campbell University.

One couldn't help but notice his striking appearance, resembling that of an athlete or a runway model. However, the truth was far from glamorous, as Robert struggled to even afford two square meals a day.

His days were filled with a constant hustle, juggling part-time jobs, and often neglecting his lectures. If he wasn't running errands for rich students, then he would be doing one of his part-time jobs. It was no surprise that he was considered the poorest student on campus.

Initially, Robert had been granted admission to the university on a scholarship. However, due to the vice chancellor's greed, he was abruptly denied the scholarship and forced to start paying tuition fees after just a few months.

Casting a glance at his watch, Robert realized that time had slipped away, and it was already past five o'clock p.m. With determination in his eyes, he switched on his bike and ventured deeper into the heart of the campus. He had one final delivery to complete before returning to park his bike by 6:00 p.m.

Coming to a halt in front of an elegant three-story building adorned with delicate flowers and exquisite interior and exterior designs, Robert skillfully parked his bike.

"Excuse me, could you please open the gate?" he politely inquired.

The security guard promptly approached and, without hesitation, opened the gate for him.

Perhaps the guard assumed he was there for a delivery, but that assumption was incorrect.

Robert's purpose was to deliver a special package to his girlfriend, Olivia.

The package contained a customized Burberry headscarf valued at approximately $750.

This purchase had cost him three months' worth of wages, as he decided to dip into his savings instead of relying on his salary.

With the wrapped package in hand, he entered the building and paused in room 005.

After three unsuccessful attempts at knocking, he reached into his pocket and retrieved his phone, dialing Olivia's number.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

There was no response.

His face contorted into a deep frown as he turned around and walked back to his bike.

Realizing that any delay would jeopardize his punctuality with the next customer, who could be quite irate even with a mere minute's delay, Robert hastened to return to his hostel on his bike, muttering to himself.

"I must leave this package in my room!" he reminded himself.

Aware of his dwindling time, he accelerated towards the vicinity of the male hostels. 

Suddenly, a swarm of students emerged, running in the same direction, and Robert narrowly avoided colliding with one of them.

"What the hell?!" he exclaimed, swiftly applying the brakes just in time to avoid a collision.

"Where is everyone rushing to?" he couldn't help but inquire, observing the palpable excitement that seemed to grip the entire campus as they hurried along.

"It's Owen! Owen! He's selecting a girlfriend today," a student exclaimed, her voice tinged with astonishment. "He's already chosen someone and is about to propose!"

With that, she hurried away.

"Owen?" Robert pondered to himself before zooming off.

Owen was a well-known affluent figure at Campbell University. Despite his ugly appearance and the fact that he only had one eye, girls flocked to him solely due to his wealth. None of them seemed to care about his looks or the layers of makeup he applied to mask his unappealing visage.

He had a reputation for selecting the most beautiful women on campus, only to discard them every two days. Robert was well aware of this.

Often, he would deliver substances like Postinor, Crystal Methamphetamine, GHB, or Amyl Nitrite to enhance his sexual experiences with these women.

That's why Robert found it astonishing that Owen was now proposing to a girl. It wasn't the kind of thing he would expect from him.

As he approached the gathering of students, a noticeable chant filled the air: "Say yes! Say yes! Say yes! Say yes!" Robert couldn't help but roll his eyes at the spectacle. Although it held a captivating allure, he resisted the urge to stop and continued onward until a thought struck him.

What if his girlfriend was among the onlookers, clustered there to witness the event?

Parking his bike, he seamlessly blended into the crowd, his eyes darting around as quickly as possible, hoping to catch a glimpse of her.

Finally, he found himself within the circle of the campus's grand proposal scene. However, what he didn't anticipate was that the person being proposed to was his girlfriend, Olivia!

"Olivia, say yes! Olivia, say yes!" The chants resumed once more.

His eyes widened at the sight before him, and his heart raced rapidly. He was too stunned to utter a word as he observed Owen, one knee on the ground, delivering his proposal.

"Olivia, you should accept my proposal. I'm wealthy, and only I, Owen, can help maintain such ageless beauty," he declared.

The entire crowd erupted in excitement, with murmurs filling the air.

"She should say yes already! They are a match made in heaven!" exclaimed one student.

"She should say yes and move to his luxurious mansion so she can arrive on campus in a flashy car!" added another.

"Oh my god! I can't wait for their future children. They will be incredibly beautiful!" gushed a voice.

"Nah, Owen is an ugly individual who doesn't deserve such beauty," retorted another.

Robert almost let out a smirk at the one genuine comment amidst the sea of gullible students who seemed to be licking Owen's ass.

As Owen took Olivia's hand to slip the ring on her finger, Robert's voice halted him midway as he bellowed out Olivia's name.

Anger flashed across Owen's face as he turned to confront the person who had disrupted his long-awaited golden moment. 

Despite his involvement with various campus beauties, he had set his sights on Olivia for his selfish reasons—his family's desire to merge business contracts with hers.

Owen stood tall and imposing, exuding an air of power and dominance. His voice rose sharply, filled with anger, as he addressed Robert. "What the hell are you doing here? You should be attending to your deliveries! Why, in God's name, are you shouting her name in such a manner with your poverty-stricken tongue?"

His words pierced deep into Robert's skin, yet this time he wasn't there for Owen or to engage with the students who typically looked down upon him.

Without hesitation, he lunged towards Olivia, attempting to grasp her arm. However, she swiftly evaded his touch and retorted with disdain, "Don't touch my skin!”