Becoming the Richest Man Alive

“Damn it, I just got this new car which cost me several million, and this tramp here can’t afford to

compensate for my loss, so I beat him up. Do you have a problem with that? Why don’t you help him

pay me then!”

The young man sized Casper up and taunted him, “You’re not just paying lip service, are you? A few

million is not a trivial amount.”

“How much is it exactly?” As Casper took a glance at the scratch and then at the bruises on Felix’s

face, his voice turned icy.

“I can tell that you’re penniless as well, and you’re still playing the big shot in front of me.”

The young man in a suit glared at Casper with a disdainful look and added, “I’ll tell you what. Don’t play

rich if you’re broke, because you’ll not only fail to show off, but you might also lose everything.”

Casper bore a faint smile on his face and patted Felix on his shoulder as he comforted him, “Felix,

don’t worry, just leave it to me.”

With that, Casper walked over to the car where it was scratched. He could see that the door to the

passenger seat was dented, and a coat of black paint came off. It was indeed a jarring sight.

“How much do you want us to compensate you?” Casper shot a look at the young man.

The young man shook his head lightly, and his eyes were filled with contempt and disdain. “Does a

bumpkin like you know that this is a luxury car? Have you any idea that it costs a few million?”

“Why can’t you be more decisive? We’re all young people; is there a need to be so secretive?” Casper

shrugged as he replied with displeasure.

This man has repeated ‘a few million’ thrice now, but he just won’t state an exact figure. He looked

around and noticed a brick, so he went forward and picked it up.

“Well, at least three hundred thousand, you-” Looking at Casper’s reaction, the young man was very

puzzled. He raised three fingers nevertheless, but before he could even finish his sentence, “Bang!”

Casper had slammed the brick heavily against the hood of the car.

“How much should we pay you now?” Casper turned and looked at the young man as he asked.

Meanwhile, his face puckered into a ferocious look.

Back at the dorm, Felix, Remy, and Colton treated him like he was their brother. When he was so

impoverished he had not even a single cent to spend on meals, they scrimped and saved up some

money to spare him some cash, and when someone humiliated him, they were the ones who stood up

for him.

And now this jerk is making Felix kneel before him. That’s way over the line.

Bam!

Before the young man could answer, Casper smashed the windshield of the Maserati with the brick

again.

“And how much should we compensate you now? Have you done your calculations?” Casper’s voice

was frosty to the bone, and he raised the brick yet again.

Every time the brick landed on the car, Casper pulled no punches. Even as the brick was smashed into

pieces, he showed no sign of yielding. Instead, he looked around again, and when he realized there

was no more brick to be found, he simply pulled open the door and got in the car.

“Hey psycho, what are you trying to do! Get off the car!” Previously, the young man was perplexed at

what Casper was doing, but he finally got around his head at that moment and came running in

Casper’s direction as he reached out to pull Casper’s hand and shouted.

Vroom!

Nonetheless, before he could even reach Casper’s arms, the car had already been started and sped off

in a flash, crashing into a low wall not far from them before it finally came to a stop.

“You goddamn son of a gun! How much do we owe you now? Tell me the figure!” Casper opened the

door and strode toward the young man as he said with a face full of mockery.

Looking at his precious Maserati, the young man in an expensive suit was so heartbroken that he

yelled, “You’re a damn psycho! Pay for my car!”

The young man was half-roaring toward the end, and tears welled up in his eyes.

“Just give me the figure. I won’t pay you a cent less than that,” Casper repeated so resolutely and

unquestionably.

“You’re really a psycho. This car is brand new, and I just got it today. You pay me back for my

damages!”

The young man in a suit walked over to the front of the car and swept his hand on the dented hood

heart-wrenchingly as though he was caressing an injured lover.

It was his new car, and he just received the car key that day. Before that, he had waited half a year for

that favorite car of his but never had he expected that it would be damaged by a psycho using a brick.

And as if that wasn’t awful enough, he ran it to the wall, turning it into the ghastly sight that it was.

That made his heart ache terribly.

Before the young man said anything, Casper saw a document folder in the passenger seat, so he

picked it up. There happened to be the documents relating to the car inside the folder, so Casper pulled

out the receipt and took a gander. It was three million and eight hundred thousand!

“Three million and eight hundred thousand; it’s not too expensive. Give me your account number, and

I’ll transfer the money to you. You can purchase a new one of the same model. This is mine now.”

Casper gave the young man a hug and turned around, making both of them face the scenery of Lake

Salton.

“You’re a psycho; you’re a wolf in sheep’s clothing. What’s the acting for?” the young man turned and

looked at Casper with irritation as he asked bitterly.

Casper didn’t really care about what he said and proceeded to transfer him the amount of three million

and eight hundred thousand for purchasing the car.

“Hey, young man, I’ve paid you the sum for purchasing the car, but my friend was beaten by you. Don’t

you think you should give me an explanation?”

Casper glanced at Felix whose face was covered in bruises and continued in a stern manner, “Do you

understand now the feelings I had when I saw my friend being bashed up by you just now?”

Casper could tell that the anguish and grimace on the young man’s face were real when he saw his

precious luxury car being smashed.

“I…” The young man froze on the spot.

But very soon, he paced toward the back of his car and took out a dark leather bag from the trunk.

Within the bag were cash lying in wads.

Looking at the wads of cash, even Casper couldn’t help but gasp. This jack*ass is really rich.

The young man took out a wad of notes from the bag, walked over to Felix, and shove it into his arms.

“I’m truly sorry for what I’ve done to you today,” the young man apologized to Felix in a very solemn

manner.

Casper could sense the sincerity in the young man’s tone. He was genuine and direct, unlike Charlie

and Sawyer who were hypocritical. That piqued Casper’s interest. That’s an interesting young man.