After he said this, all the students around could not help but gasp in amazement and began to discuss it.

Wendy felt even more complacent. She raised her head and said, "Zachary Chambers, we are all adults now. If I don't reply to your messages, it means I'm dumping you. I'm way out of your league!"

I thought it was ridiculous and said, "Wendy Lawson, have you forgotten that I got together with you after you pursued me?"

Wendy's face changed as if she didn't expect me to expose her so mercilessly like this, but she quickly recovered and said, "I agreed to be your girlfriend because you can help me write my papers. Come on, do you think I would fall in love with a poor loser like you? Let's break up!"

I pointed at Xavier and asked, "Do you want to break up with me just because of him?"

Wendy rolled her eyes at me and said, "No, it's because you're too cheap. Every time I went out to eat with you, you always took me to some secluded so-called private restaurants and bragged that those little restaurants were opened by Michelin-star chefs, making me ashamed. By contrast, Xavi always takes me to those truly decent restaurants, each of which requires a membership card. I guess you don't even have the qualifications to go in, do you?"

I couldn't help but take another look at the car. I did put a lot of membership cards and stored-value cards for restaurants in the car. I supposed Xavier deceived Wendy with this car and just a few meals paid with my cards.

Three

Wendy kept belittling me, amusing Xavier.

I couldn't be bothered to argue with her and just picked up my phone to call my supervisor. "Professor Lewis, I need to revise the paper I handed in. Yes, it's mainly about removing the second author on it. I wrote the paper alone."

As soon as I hung up the phone, Wendy's face changed. She stamped her feet anxiously and spat, "How could you possibly call the professor to remove my name from the paper? Do you know my graduation will be delayed without this paper? You are not allowed to take my name out, or I..."

I only asked frostily with a cold look at her, "Or what? Or you'll break up with me?"

Wendy was so anxious that she almost burst into tears. She knew very well that I would not make her the second author again, so she snuggled up against Xavier's arms and said pitifully, "Babe, what should I do? I can't graduate without this paper."

Xavier took out his phone and said to me, "I'll give you 5,000 dollars as long as you change the author of the paper to my babe's name."

I didn't even move and asked, "Only 5,000 dollars? As the son of the richest man, is that all you can give? Shouldn't it be at least 500,000 dollars?"

Xavier's face darkened. A car washer like him could never come up with 500,000 dollars, so he turned to look at Wendy and comforted her. "Babe, it's just a paper. We don't need it. Given our rich family, it doesn't matter whether you graduate or not. I won't despise you because of this."

With Xavier's assurance, Wendy finally looked better. Although she still wanted the paper, she didn't dare to refute Xavier's words and just said with affected calmness, "That's right. I won't mind at all if I can't graduate. I don't give a damn about this. After all, I already have Xavi. Only poor ones need a diploma to change their lives. I don't need it at all."

The moment she finished speaking, the schoolmates around booed, but Wendy only believed that they did it out of jealousy, so she retorted, "Am I not right? So what if you graduate? You'll still just slave for my babe!"

Four

"Really? But it seems that you are only worth 5,000 dollars in your baby's eyes. Are rich people so stingy nowadays?" I couldn't help but ridicule as I looked at the intimate couple before me.

Wendy rolled her eyes and said, "My baby would spend tens of thousands of dollars on a meal he treats me to. The reason why he gave you 5,000 dollars is that a poor loser like you is only worth this much. My babe can easily come up with tens of millions of dollars, but does he ever need to give so much to you?"

What she said seemed to please Xavier to a great extent. Xavier walked a few steps toward me, stretched out his hand, patted my face, and said smugly, "Do you think you are awesome just because you are highly educated? I'm telling you, no matter how capable you are, you'll still be a mediocre employee after you graduate. A meal I have is worth the money your whole family struggles to earn for an entire year!"

I shook off Xavier's hand and resisted the urge to hit him as I said, "Then you two must stick together and never break up."

Wendy touched her flat belly and said, "Of course we won't. I already have Xavi's child. We are solid. How can we break up?"

After she said this, Xavier burst out laughing and said to me, "Hahahaha, are you envious? Wen said you only touched her hand at most. How could you know how intimate Wen and I are? You'll never know in your life how passionate Wen is."

Wendy was not angry at his words. Instead, she looked at me with disdain and said, "I felt nauseous for a long time after he held my hand, and I kept washing until my hand almost peeled. Perhaps because of the unique odor of a poor guy like him, I feel my hand is still uncomfortable."

With that, she wrapped her arm around Xavier and directly left without even a glance at me.

Staring after the two of them as they left, I didn't stop them or expose Xavier.

I was just a little curious to see whether Wendy would regret it enough to commit suicide if she knew I, instead of Xavier, was the son of the richest man in Horson.

Five

The next day, I went to Wendy's dormitory building again to wait for her. It was not until the afternoon that Wendy came back from outside, still in yesterday's clothes, looking weary. I could tell from her look that she had been very tired last night.

At the sight of me, Wendy rolled her eyes and snapped, "Don't you know when enough is enough? I've already told you that we broke up. Why are you still pestering me? I already have a boyfriend. There's no way I can get back together with you. Do you understand?"

I nodded and replied, "I do understand, but I'm not here to get back together with you."

"Then why are you here?" Wendy was stunned for a moment, for she didn't expect such an answer from me.

I showed her several A4 sheets and said, "Since you said that we broke up and that you never loved me yesterday, shouldn't you return the gifts I gave you?"

In truth, this was why I didn't expose Xavier yesterday. I was vindictive and would never let myself suffer any loss.

Wendy snatched the paper sheets from my hand and spat, "What a poor loser you are. It's disgraceful that you still come to ask me for things you gave me after breaking up. You just gave me some trash. How dare you..."

At this point, she was dumbfounded. "How can these things be so expensive? You liar! How can you poor bastard afford to give me gifts worth hundreds of thousands of dollars? What you gave me must all be fake. You are extorting money from me. Believe it or not, I'll call the police and put you in jail for life!"

I took out the transaction records and continued, "I bought all these at the counters of the luxurious brands. They are not fakes. The reason you thought they were fakes is that you couldn't tell what's good."

Honestly, I had never deliberately concealed my identity. I just didn't go out of my way to show it off.

Wendy casually threw the sheets of paper into the trash can beside her and said, "I don't care whether it's real or fake. What you gave me is mine now. I won't return them. If you have the guts, call the police. Anyway, my baby never lacks money. We'll find a lawyer and make you pay for it."

Six

Instead of getting mad, I said calmly, "If you've made up your mind that you won't return them or pay back the money, then I'll cut the crap. But don't worry. I won't call the police either. I'll make our chat history public and let everyone know what kind of person you are. By then, you'll be ruined. Even if your beloved Xavier is willing to marry you, I believe his father won't agree to it."

After saying that, I was about to leave, but Wendy quickly stopped me. "Wait..."

She said through gritted teeth, "I'll pay you the money!"

It was pretty much what I guessed. Between the 500,000 dollars and the status as the daughter-in-law of the richest man in Horson, the status as the richest man's daughter-in-law was indeed more valuable in Wendy's eyes.

Wendy called Xavier in my presence and said to him, "Xavi, I felt intimacy last night was too intense, and my belly hurts a little. Please give me some money so that I can go to the hospital. I suppose 500,000 dollars will be enough."

Xavier gasped in shock on the other end of the line, "Wen, how can you ask me for money? Didn't you say that you love me not for the sake of my money? If you ask me for money, then what's the difference between you and a prostitute? If you are this kind of person, I'm afraid I'll have to break up with you."

Wendy's face darkened with anxiety as she hurriedly explained, "I... I was just joking with you. I feel much better now. My belly doesn't hurt anymore. Continue to rest. I'm going to class first."

Wendy hung up and glared at me. Seeing that I was determined to get what I wanted from her, she had no choice but to start swiping her phone.

After several glances at her, I confirmed that she was taking out a loan. After a long time of operation, Wendy bit the bullet and transferred 400,000 dollars to me. "That's all I have. You didn't tell me that those gifts were all genuine. You're to blame, too!"

I knew I should quit while I was ahead, so I smiled and nodded. Wendy muttered, "You'll regret this." Then, she stomped furiously into the dormitory building.

As she left, I took out my phone and called the police.

"Hello, I want to report theft. I lost a car worth 15 million dollars."

Seven

Because of the sky-high value of the vehicle and the positioning system in it, it was found very soon. I arrived at the police station according to the address given by the police.

Not long after, Xavier drove over with Wendy.

Wendy probably didn't know what was going on yet, so as soon as she got out of the car, she slapped me and raged, "Zachary, I told you very clearly that I'll never get back together with you. Why are you still pestering me like this? What on earth do you want from me?"

Then, she tugged at the sleeves of the policeman next to her and stammered, "Sir, Zachary Chambers and I parted naturally. I've already paid for the gifts he bought me. He made a false report and wasted your time. You should arrest him immediately."

The policeman stopped Wendy and said impatiently, "Madam, please keep your emotions under control and don't hit a person in the police station. This is also illegal."

Wendy flared at him, "What right do you have to stop me? Do you know who I am? You are nobody but a lackey of people. You live on our taxpayers' money. If it weren't for my honey paying hundreds of millions of dollars tax every year, you wouldn't even have money to eat! I order you to apologize to me and my husband right now! Otherwise, I'll report your misconduct to your chief, no, to the mayor!"

The police had rarely seen such a difficult person. They knew that they couldn't reason with her, so they explained with annoyance, "Madam, Mr. Zachary Chambers didn't call the police for the sake of you but because his vehicle was stolen!"

Wendy was stunned for a moment before she asked, "His vehicle was stolen? Do you mean his motor scooter? No, it's his vehicle that was stolen, but why did you ask my honey to come over?"

How stupid she was. Thus, I had to explain to her, "Because the Rolls-Royce your honey is driving was stolen from someone else."