She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 315: Jerry Is Arrogant At Akloit College, the sound of the bell was like the most beautiful music in the world. A young man, dressed in a faded white shirt with short, disheveled hair and dark circles under his eyes, was barely keeping his eyes open.

As soon as he heard the bell, he instinctively picked up his backpack and headed towards the door, leaving the teacher who was still in the middle of the class completely stunned. The teacher immediately stopped him and said, "Excuse me, class isn't over yet. What are you doing?" Jerry yawned, looked back, stretched his arms wide, and let out a lazy yawn. His fiery red hair stuck up like a chicken coop on his head. He pushed up his black-framed glasses and said, "Teacher, the school requires us to start class at 8:20, and the school rules state that we finish at exactly 12:00. So why aren't you letting us out on time? Just a delay of two or three minutes, and you think you can turn idiots into geniuses?" The entire class was shocked! Had Jerry taken the wrong medication today? Normally, he seemed quiet and unassuming, often napping silently, but now he dared to talk back to the teacher. One of the most annoying things a teacher could do was to drag out the class.

And their class's lecturer was infamous for dragging out class and often made them finish three to five minutes later than other classes.

"Hey Jerry, did you strike it rich? Is that why you dare to speak tolike this, are you trying to show off your wealth?" The young and beautiful teacher was not happy, and she was in charge of three classes.

It was the first tshe had encountered such a bold student.

Jerry sneered, his voice dripping with disdain, and his words once again caused the whole class to burst into laughter. "Teacher, I'm not wealthy, but I do have a thick skin, I admit!" The young, beautiful teacher was red in the face after his comment, and she muttered something about him being a "little rascal" under her breath. Her face turned even redder.

Under the admiring gazes of the entire class, Jerry casually put his hands in his pockets, slung his backpack over one shoulder, and strolled out the door.

As he left, he waved to his classmates with his back turned to them and left them with a cliché phrase. "Don't be infatuated with me, I'm just a legend." His demeanor was like that of a chivalrous hero on a journey, having accomplished his mission and now leaving.

Classmate 1: "Is Jerry rich now? He seems a bit too arrogant." Classmate 2: "I think so." Classmate 3: "I heard from his roommate that Jerry has been chatting with a sweet-voiced girl on the phone. He might have found a girlfriend." Classmate 4: "No wonder he's so proud now, geez... who doesn't have a girlfriend these days?" Jerry was dating? No, no, he just made a little money.

Yesterday, Jerry was taking a nap on his mat without his shirt on when he suddenly received a phone call.

You see, Jerry was a long-tbachelor and a bit of a homebody. Aside from the mobile company calling him to remind him to pay his phone bill, his phone rarely rang. Recently, he finally added a new contact - Cheyenne. However, yesterday's call wasn't from her; it was from a delivery guy from Best Express.

At first, Jerry was quite puzzled. He wasn't a fan of online shopping because every the looked at a product online, it would haunt him on various websites with the sproduct. This kind of data tracking made him feel like his privacy was being invaded, and he found it quite annoying.

He had always preferred shopping in physical stores, and he rarely bought things online unless it was something he couldn't find elsewhere.

So, why was there a delivery for him? When he went to check the delivery, he found out that the courier had brought him a box of... instant noodles! Looking at the sender's non the package, which was just a single letter "X," he immediately knew who had sent it.

Cheyenne! After living for twenty-two years, Jerry felt for the first tthat girls were really cute creatures.

In his mind, he cup with all sorts of good words to describe Miss Lawrence - kind, generous, beautiful, sexy, adorable, and more. In short, his view of Cheyenne had changed.

When Jerry stayed up late, he looked at the box of instant noodles on his bedside table, unopened. He could already smell the delicious aroma of the noodles, and he was lost in the thought of enjoying them. After receiving a call from Cheyenne, she asked him to visit the Vintage Club at noon today. Could it be that there's an even bigger surprise waiting for him than instant noodles? The Vintage Club was Akloit's most high-end luxury hotel.

A young girl was wearing a white short-sleeved school uniform shirt with a beautiful golden logo on the chest. This was her school emblem. She paired it with a navy checkered skirt, just long enough to reach below her hips, revealing a pair of slender, fair legs. She wore black stockings and shiny little leather shoes.

Her long black hair was parted in the middle, flowing down her shoulders. The artistic and elegant aura made the young girl look exceptionally pure and lovely. Her pretty, oval face carried a look of hesitation and astonishment as she gazed at the upscale building in front of her.

"Sean, are we really going to eat here? Isn't it too extravagant?" Even a casual meal here costs a five-figure sum.

The young man rarely bothered with his appearance, but today he took stto groom himself. He was dressed in a three-piece black suit with a bow tie, and underneath, he wore a white ruffled shirt with cuffed sleeves. The suit had a vintage European style, and this casual teenager, with this new attire, looked much more elegant and handsome, resembling a little prince from a royal court. When Mikaela first saw him, she was also momentarily surprised before she remembered that today was her birthday. Since her sister passed away, she hadn't celebrated her birthday.

Sean had cto find her and said he wanted to give her a surprise. They skipped classes and took a taxi to the Vintage Club.

"Not extravagant at all! I was thinking about renting a big screen advertisement for you, so that everyone passing by could wish you a happy birthday."

However, this idea had to be abandoned due to a lack of funds. His allowance had been spent on gaming, buying skins, equipment, treating friends to meals, and more. His mother had given him twenty thousand dollars, and he had spent five thousand on a platinum necklace. The remaining fifteen thousand was just enough for a candlelit dinner. Putting an ad on the city's big screen would cost at least six figures, and he didn't have that much money.

As soon as they entered the Vintage Club, Nora arrived shortly after. She had been following Sean and entom received a copy of his recent spending bill. In just two weeks, he Indus had spent over a hundred thousand, with the latest five-thousand-dollar transaction at a renowned Akloit jewelry store. Before that, there were purchases of luxury handbags, perfumes, clothes, and sdaily expenses, which were in the four digits. Why would Sean, a guy, be buying those women's products? He had never mentioned them even if he was planning to give them to their mother.

Worried that Sean had been scammed, Nora decided to follow him and traced him all the way to the Vintage Club. She watched her brother enter with a girl with long hair, and finally, she understood why he spent so much.

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