Becoming the Richest Man Alive

Chapter 46

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“I’m not going to call you Boss. You can’t win!”

Charlie’s eyes filled with fury as he dialed his father once more. If looks could kill, Casper would be

dead. As the line connected, Charlie shouted into the phone, “Dad, I need two hundred thousand!”

“Charlie, why are you suddenly asking for so much money? What about the hundred thousand I just

transferred to your account? Are you kidnapped? Don’t scare me.” His dad’s voice drifted out of the

receiver.

Casper almost burst out laughing when he overheard the conversation. Only years of etiquette classes

held him back, though he stared contemptuously at Charlie.

“Dad, I’m not kidnapped. Some broke loser’s embarrassing me; I need the money to get one over him!”

Charlie gritted out.

The money was in his account barely a minute later.

Charlie donated the entire sum right away. Casper acted like he was in a dilemma once more before he

matched the amount.

“You should give up, Mr. Class President. I’m still up by ten. Just get on your knees and call me Boss.

I’m waiting,” Casper commented nonchalantly.

Meanwhile, everyone in the class was staring at the situation with their mouths agape. They wondered

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just how much money Casper won in that mysterious lottery.

Did he win the one million jackpot? Kitty must be blind if he did!

“F*ck, I can’t believe this!”

An incensed Charlie called his father and demanded an additional four hundred thousand.

Everyone heard his loud demand. Stunned, they could not imagine just how wealthy Charlie’s family

was. He’s a classic rich heir.

Now that the sum had more than doubled, they began doubting Casper’s ability to match up.

“How did I raise such a stupid son? You must have fallen for a scam. How can a broke loser come up

with half a million this easily? If he’s a broke loser, then you’re his stupid and broke victim!”

His angry bellow came through the receiver, and he hung up on Charlie after telling him off.

Charlie happened to meet Casper’s smug smile as he turned around. His frantic mind suddenly slowed

when he realized that his father was right. He had fallen for Casper’s tricks. It’s all this stupid j*rk’s fault!

“You dare to play me for a fool?” he fumed as he glared at Casper.

“Play you? It’s a fair game; you’re free to match my donation. I guarantee I’ll always be ahead of you by

a tenner. Get lost if you don’t have the money! You broke loser!” Casper scoffed.

Charlie’s body shuddered with fury, though no words came out of his open mouth.

Casper derived immense pleasure from finally forcing the pretentious Charlie into a corner.

Just then, a group of people entered the classroom, including the dean of the university. They were

here to ask about the donation. The seven-digit sum collected in such a short time came as a huge

surprise.

Jack put on a brown-nosing smile as he approached the group. He pulled Casper and Charlie with him,

boasting about their close to half a million contributions each. He zipped his lips about their competition

to one-up each other.

“Mr. Tripp, Charlie, shouldn’t the two of you fulfill the conditions of the bet? Kneel and call me Boss.

You should be prepared for humiliation if you’re going to dole it out on others.”

Casper had no intentions to let them off the hook. “Mr. Tripp, you suggested the bet yourself. You’re not

going to go back on your words, are you?”

“Hello, maybe you should just let go of this matter of kneeling and calling you Boss.” After learning

more details about the situation, the dean advised Casper courteously in an attempt to defuse their

conflict.

“I’ll donate another fifty thousand!” Casper announced as he stared intently at Jack.

“Erm-”

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“Two hundred thousand!” Casper interrupted the dean’s words.

“I-”

“Four hundred thousand!” Casper interrupted confidently. I can’t let him get away with this. Six hundred

thousand is a small price to pay to force him to kneel and call me “Boss” in front of all these people. I

can’t go easy, or I’ll get stepped on again.

Casper did not tolerate humiliation well.

The dean was stunned by his generous offer. He could not imagine someone as wealthy as Casper

ever enrolling in Business University. He offered six hundred thousand like it was nothing; he didn’t

even flinch. He must come from a prominent family.

“Ahem!”

The dean cleared this throat before glaring at Jack. Coldly, he said, “Mr. Tripp, you’re their teacher and

by default their role model. Since you proposed the bet, you shouldn’t go back on your promise. You

need to be a good example to these students.”

Jack’s expression fell at the dean’s words. He shot a pleading gaze at Casper to no avail. He looked to

Charlie for help next.

Charlie was, however, in hot soup himself.

Jack deeply regretted his big mouth.

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