Becoming the Richest Man Alive

Chapter 228

The crowd booed instantly at his words.

“What a load of b*llshit! Who do you think you are to steal Sawyer’s girlfriend?”

“Repsac, sounds weird.”

“He must have gone bonkers. He really thinks Ms. Clauder has fallen for him just from their brief interaction!”

The girl roared with laughter. “Are you nuts? Do you even know what you’re saying?” Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Casper held hands with Giselle and pushed through the crowd. He knew these people would never take his word for it. Hence, it was wiser to walk away.

The girl shrugged and thought what he did was preposterous. “Ms. Clauder must be blind to fall for him.”

The crowd was about to disperse when a busybody suddenly spoke up, “Why not we ask Sawyer ourselves since that’s what he suggested?”

Everyone else hesitated. After all, nobody really took Casper’s words seriously.

“Sawyer must be over at the student council’s office right now. Everyone knows he has the hots for Ms. Clauder. We’re just informing him about it and showing Casper who he’s messing with.”

His wild suggestion piqued everyone’s interest. The group of students made their way to the student council’s office, where Sawyer was busy dealing with Hanson’s affairs.

“What is he thinking? Is he feeling remorseful? How could he expose himself like that? What an idiot. I have to get Sharon and Sheryl out of the way before he makes things worse. I’ve got to shut him up!” he mumbled, feeling frustrated and distressed.

A group of students suddenly piled in just as he was scheming to turn the tide. Sawyer jumped back in fright. After realizing they were on his side, he regained his composure and kept his hostility behind a friendly facade.

“What brings you here? Why are there so many people?”

The students exchanged amused looks. “Sawyer, we’re about to tell you something hilarious.”

“Oh? It must be really funny if so many of you are here to tell me.”

“Everyone knows you have the hots for Ms. Clauder, but someone is challenging you as of late.”

Sawyer’s face darkened. He had an ominous feeling about it.

The students had yet to realize that something was off as they continued, “You know, Casper, that guy who ate leftovers in the canteen, right? He said he would lick our shoes if you dare to steal his woman from him. Who does he think he is?”

The guy who spoke even chortled alongside everyone else to highlight Casper’s foolishness.

Sawyer looked murderous at the mention of his rival.

“We’re here to study, not date. I hope you guys will leave me out of this stuff in the future,” he said harshly.

His words surprised everyone. What in the world is going on?

“Sawyer, Casper is trying to steal Ms. Clauder away from you,” someone reminded.

Sawyer slammed his book shut, livid. “Listen carefully. I’m here to study, not date. Ms. Clauder is free to date whoever she likes. It’s none of my business.”

What the hell?

Everyone was dumbstruck that he was admitting defeat.

Why don’t you ask him yourself if he dares steal my woman from me? I’ll lick your shoes if his answer is affirmative.

They couldn’t believe their ears as they recalled Casper’s words.

Casper was speaking the truth? Sawyer didn’t have the guts to steal his woman?

Their smiles faded as they looked at one another incredulously. Sawyer, who hailed from the Lingham family, didn’t dare to accept a challenge from a pauper.

“I think Sawyer probably wants to focus on his studies. That’s why he’s not doing anything about Ms. Clauder.”

“You’re right. That must be it. Casper must have known it too.”

“What a pity. I was looking forward to renaming him Repsac.”

The group of students came up with a reason to convince themselves that Casper was wrong.

Sawyer finally got them to leave after much difficulty. He punched the table with his bandaged hand, causing his wound to tear and bleed.

“Casper…” he said through gritted teeth.

Meanwhile, Casper and Giselle headed straight for Tycoon Hotel.

He handed Sheryl’s secret recipe to Louis. The elated chef was confident it would retain their customers.

“Ms. Sheryl works for our direct competitor, Lingham Hotel, now. What a pity she’s not here.”

Louis believed what Casper had said the other day because he didn’t know his boss had convinced Sharon to work with them.

Casper decided against telling him the truth for his own good.

After all, it was better if fewer knew. He the chef’s back. “It’s okay. We’ll be fine as long as we do our best.”

“Mr. Simpson, my son really admires you after what you did the other day. He wants to follow you around and learn from you…” Louis wiped his hands on his apron, abashed. He was practically asking for a job for his son.

“You can decide since you’re also a shareholder.”

Since Jordan was a veteran, Casper thought it was a good idea because of his character and his fighting skills. However, he thought Jordan wasn’t really a good fit for Firewolf Chamber of Commerce.

“Why don’t you ask him to report to the security office first thing tomorrow? He can work as the head of security first. I’ll arrange a more suitable position for him when one is available.”

Louis was grateful for Casper’s arrangements, but he simply bowed to show his gratitude since he wasn’t good with words.