The Overnight Student Trillionaire

Chapter 010

Lorenzo walked out of the lecture hall in a happy mood. He had slept so well the previous night, knowing that he was an heir to a legacy.

He didn't have to struggle with bills and money anymore; he was super rich now. He looked at his watch and realized that it was just nine thirty A.M., and he was done with all his lectures for the day.

The old Lorenzo usually loved days like this so he could take on multiple shifts for the rest of the day, but now, there was nothing of such.

His stomach rumbled, reminding him that it was time for breakfast. A slow smile spread across his face as he pulled out his phone. If he was going to have breakfast, it wouldn’t be at the greasy diner across campus or the cheap café where he used to stretch one cup of coffee for hours.

It was time to eat at his own company, which the Byers had been sponsoring for a long time.

What a perfect day to eat at the great Maison Noir.

He decided to walk to Maison Noir, which was opposite his school, to eat breakfast.

As soon as he got in front of Maison Noir, instead of stepping in, Lorenzo walked around the building, sightseeing the entire Maison building since he was now their boss.

After sightseeing for over twenty minutes and paying attention to every single detail, Lorenzo finally stepped into the building.

As he got to the entrance, the security guard who was standing by the door surveyed Lorenzo from head to toe and could see that he was not a rich student. He let out a sigh. He thought Lorenzo was one of those poor students who was on an errand to get food for a rich student.

Lorenzo greeted the security guard, and he didn’t bother to reply. He knew Lorenzo was not the type who would give him some tips like some other students, neither was he the type who could afford a meal at the restaurant alone.

Lorenzo walked in and admired the interior of the restaurant. It was big and luxurious; it screamed wealth. There were different rich students sitting and eating, mostly in groups and chatting.

Lorenzo walked towards the counter. His eyes scanned the delicacies he had always dreamed of having. While he was scanning them, a waiter greeted him politely, breaking Lorenzo's gaze from the counter.

“Good morning, sir. May I take your order?”

Lorenzo looked at the menu a few more times before speaking to her. “Hmm, I want a full breakfast,” he said, pausing as he glanced back at the elegant menu board behind the counter.

“Make it the biggest executive breakfast you have. Scrambled eggs, sausages, bacon, grilled…” Lorenzo said, reading aloud. “Here, look. This package,” he added, pointing at the menu.

The waitress’s eyes followed his finger, and her polite smile instantly faded as soon as she saw the one Lorenzo pointed at.

That particular platter was the most expensive breakfast item on the menu, which cost seventy-five thousand dollars, meant for student executives, visiting dignitaries, or the occasional student flexing daddy’s black card, not for someone in a plain hoodie who had just walked past the security guard like he was invisible.

"That one sir?" she asked.

Lorenzo nodded,

Then she added, “Please have a seat while we bring your meal, sir.” The waitress gestured to the numerous seats available in the restaurant.

And then she quickly reached under the counter and pulled out a tall chilled glass already filled with fresh orange juice. “In the meantime, please enjoy this complimentary juice on the house,” she added, so warmly and extremely politely than her initial tone. She handed him the tray with both hands, the way staff did for important guests.

Lorenzo accepted it with a small nod. “Thank you.”

And just as he was about to turn, someone bumped into Lorenzo, spilling the orange juice on the floor and on the person.

Lorenzo frowned. Who the hell didn’t look at where they were going? Before Lorenzo could talk, a voice barked angrily, “Hey, what the hell! Why would you spill orange juice on my expensive dress? Can’t you be careful next time?”

Lorenzo could not believe that. He gritted his teeth as he could already tell whose voice that was. It was none other than his girlfriend…