Chapitre 44: First Lecture

I slowly got out of bed, trying to push the fact that someone now knew I was a millionaire out of my head.

There was nothing I could do at the moment unless I wanted to handcuff her in my room or something.

I wasn't sure if Charlotte was a golddigger either, because all she did was leave her phone number—she wasn't forcing anything.

There was no point in dwelling on it now.

I quickly took a shower, put some ointment on my sore ribs, and changed into fresh clothes. 

When I headed out of my room to grab something to eat, it was already 11 a.m.

I decided to go to the grocery shop just a street away. After picking up some ingredients, I headed back to Jenkins Hall and made my way to the floor-wide kitchen to make myself some pasta with chicken and vegetables.

There was one guy in the kitchen.

I knew him from my previous time here, but I never spoke more with him than 'hey' from me and 'hey' from him.

"Hey," I said.