Chapter 48

In Cassandra’s heart, although Richard had already won the lottery and paid all of his tuition fees, she was already used to him being a pauper. No matter how rich he was, she would still think that he was a poor person whenever she looked at him every once in a while.

To her, Richard did not even look like a rich man at all!

Despite feeling really angry and annoyed, Richard finally agreed to her request. After all, what else could he do if he refused to agree to her request?

At the same time, Richard then sent another text message to the poverty group, telling all the members to gather at the west gate.

He drove his car and parked it at a hidden, secluded place. After that, he went to the west gate.

“Richard, why is the counselor always asking us to help her move things?”

“Yes, by the way, Richard, haven’t you already won the lottery? You have a lot of money now. So, how can you possibly still be the leader of the poverty group?”

The poverty group consisted of only five people, including Richard.

There were three boys and two girls in the group.

The boy named Ywain Woods was very thin, weak and a little tanned. He would always be focused on studying and he would not usually be talking to anyone else.

There was also a girl named, Layla Hack, who wore glasses. She was very fair and not very tall.

Anyone could tell that she was a very geeky person at first glance.

This was mostly because of her family’s upbringing where she would often have a sense of inferiority. She did not like to hang out with her classmates because she would always feel a little inferior compared to them.

Hence, she doesn’t usually talk much.

The group of people tend to only converse more when they are with Richard.

This wasn’t because they looked down on Richard, but simply because they felt that Richard was relatable and belonged to the same world as them.

Richard could sense Ywain’s dissatisfaction and Layla’s persuasion were both due to the fact that they had suffered injustice and their self-esteem had been seriously hurt in the class group chat.

Unfortunately, Richard couldn’t comment anything on this and after all, he was also a little angry about this matter.

It seemed as though he would have to look for an opportunity to teach his counselor, Cassandra a lesson then.

“Everyone is here, right? Layla, you and Lora can go to the faculty’s new house to clean the rags and wash the cloth first. Richard, you can go with Ywain and the rest. The three of you can help the workers to move the furniture for me. Listen to the worker’s instructions before you do anything! Be careful not to break any of my furniture!”

After Cassandra was done speaking, she turned around as she prepared to leave.

She then suddenly received a phone call.

She looked really annoyed to answer the call.

“Myra Jensons, what do you mean? I have already told you many times that I am not the one who reported you to the head of the department. You can look for whoever you want to. Why do you have to ... you are the bitch! You better watch your mouth! Your whole family are all shrews! I am even having an affair with your husband!”

Cassandra completely lost her cool after there was some disagreement over the phone.

She started scolding the other party over the phone.

Richard could not help but to listen in on their conversation. The person named Myra joined the university one year before Cassandra. She was also one of the counselors for one of the classes in their department.

The reality is that there can only be one alpha, which makes them both quarreling with each other always.

What’s more, Myra has recently married a very wealthy husband. In that sense, she seemed to have suppressed Cassandra in various aspects.

Having said that, they would often quarrel about almost everything.

Perhaps Cassandra felt as though she had not cursed enough. She then threw Richard an ice cold stare and snapped: