Riches in Disguise novel Chapter 258

By the time it was lunch break, I found an excuse to leave.

I had heard enough flattery for one day. I might just throw up if I had to listen to more.

Back at school, I headed straight to the cafeteria.

After a simple meal, I returned to my dorm and called Victor to thank him for his assistance regarding the Porsche matter. I also apologized for bothering him so much lately.

He wasn't working for me specifically. He mainly handled my father's affairs in Welsington City and had much on his plate. On top of everything, he had to deal with my trivial problems, too. I felt a bit guilty.

It was better for me to stay out of trouble for a while.

While walking back to the dorm, I received a call from Matthew.

"Hey, Will. I need your help with something."

"What's up?"

"Isabelle is out shopping, and she bought many things that must be carried. But my cousin is here visiting, and I'm stuck hanging out with her. If I go to help Isabelle now, my cousin will tag along. Isabelle really doesn't like her. So, I have no other choice. Could you lend Isabelle a helping hand?"

I checked the time and had no plans, so I agreed.

I took a cab to the mall since the Porsche was parked at the Morgan residence.

At the elevator's entrance on the third floor, I immediately spotted Isabelle.

But she wasn't alone. Standing beside her was Charlotte, someone I hadn't seen in a long time.

They were both beautiful, especially Charlotte, with her distinctive style. She liked wearing leather jackets and letting her black hair loose. She always had a cool, aloof expression.

Naturally, many people were stealing glances at them, and some even wanted to approach them.

"They're so annoying! Why is this loser always around? Isabelle, can't you ask someone else to help? Nothing good happens every time he shows up."

"William, you're here." Isabelle immediately smiled and walked up to me.

"Thank you for coming. We bought too many things, and it's too much for us to carry. We really appreciate your help."

"No problem."

There were many bags on the floor, both big and small. Without saying much, I just started carrying them all.

"Hey, be careful with those! Most of the bags and boxes are really expensive. If you sell them on a second-hand site, they could go for over a hundred each. If you damage anything, you'll have to pay for it!"

I couldn't help but feel angry at that.

I was helping her for free, yet she dared to tell me that I would have to pay if I damaged something.

I sneered. "Dream on. Even if you sell me, you won't be able to cover the cost. If you're looking for special treatment, hire a courier. The free option is exactly what you see here."