Anyway, Chuck's classmates thought that Chuck was just lucky. He didn't seem to have the charisma to be rich at all, it was all thanks to his luck.
He had such good luck that people had always dreamt of, and that made everyone very jealous.
They sighed and thought, did Chuck take away all their luck?"
How could he always be the one who came across money?
They sighed as they were waiting for free milk teas in the queue.
"Lara, is Chuck buying milk tea on credit?" Lara's classmate asked.
"What the f*ck? All Chuck has is money, why does he have to buy on credit? Is your mind full of sh*t?" Lara cursed as she was annoyed. She was happy to be working, but that question annoyed her.
However, she used to be just like them.
Lara's words got on their nerves.
"Hey, Lara, aren't you the one who had looked down on Chuck the most? Why are you speaking up for him now? That's so unusual. Did you fall for him?" One of her classmates said unhappily.
Although it was impossible, everyone in the class knew that Lara had been a gold-digger. Chuck was not a rich person. The reason why he was treating her to milk tea was that he was lucky enough to have found some money. But no one could always be that lucky.
Who knows he might spend all the money he had after getting everyone in the school a cup of milk tea each?
Lara blushed instantly, she took two cups of milk tea and handed them to her classmates. Lara shouted, "Next please, get lost, you are blocking the way."
Those students looked at each other in dismay. Did that mean that she liked Chuck? What's so good about Chuck?
It was impossible. It must've been because Lara didn't have the time to answer them.
Although Lara was not the most beautiful girl in the school, she had a very good shape. She could get any man she wanted. Why did she choose Chuck?
It didn't make sense at all.
......
Frieda passed by the plaza and saw a lot of students. Other than those who were waiting in line, everyone was holding a cup of milk tea. She wondered if Chuck had really bought everyone a cup of milk tea. She really hated people who lived beyond their means.
"Wow, it's Rolls-Royce!" Elena exclaimed when she noticed the car while Betty was still there.
Frieda could see that and she said, "What's so great about it? I guess it belongs to the boss of the plaza. What does it have to do with the others?"
Frieda glanced at Chuck in the crowd intentionally, indicating that she did not think that the car had anything to do with Chuck.
As for the boss of the plaza, Chuck was just being pretentious and brought a lot of customers to the plaza. The boss might be thinking that people like Chuck were just a good-for-nothing for the rest of their lives.
"That's true. By the way, Frieda, if someone who had a Rolls-Royce were to ask for your WhatsApp, will you give him?" Elena asked as she was envious.
"Yes, but he can't be older than 35 years old," Frieda replied. She had her own standards.
"But only people who were born with a silver spoon could afford a Rolls-Royce at this age," Elena said and happened to see Aaron, who was driving.
"Aaron is there," Elena then said. Frieda looked over and saw Aaron was complaining about something.
Just then, Aaron also saw Frieda's car. He had gotten a change of his clothes in the car. Needless to say, he went over to Frieda. Since it was getting late, he thought that perhaps there was a chance he could have supper with Frieda. If supper was possible, something else might also be possible... Haha, he got excited just by thinking of it!
Aaron waved his hand. Frieda frowned and stopped hesitatingly.
The window was then rolled down.
"What a coincidence," Aaron smiled in his usual chivalrous way.
"Yeah," Frieda's face was expressionless as she replied blandly. Elena asked, "Hey, that guy, Chad? Or Chuck? Did he really pay the bill to treat everyone?"
It was around 100,000 dollars. He must have been aching.
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