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“Sophie doesn't talk down at me, she isn't the most patient person but she isn't mean and full of herself. I just want to teach her uncle and his wife a lesson they would never forget.” “If that's what you want to do, then it's fine by me” his father shrugged, leaning fully on the black velvet chair, he watched his son pace their small living room. Almost 25 years ago during the saddest and loneliest time in their life, they had found a little boy abandoned in front of the church, Sarah had held the child and the smile on her face shone brighter than ever, he had been worried because he didn't know if they were both capable of losing another child if the real mother appeared and asked for he

If only his parents could realize that. “That’s the spirit, baby. Always remember that irrespective of what other people say, the truth is you give me the energy to surge ahead, to dream big. This is just a passing phase everyone goes through at some point in their life. We can overcome it.” Eva gazed into his eyes and smiled. “Dad had a tough childhood when my grandfather’s business went bankrupt. They were almost homeless, but luck favored them and my grandfather found a good investor who pulled them up. Having gone through poverty, it is not right for him to judge you. Not everyone is after his billions.”

"You see darling, your father did not understand that gambling isn't for the poor and wretched but only for the rich who have enough money to lose. You poor people should stop getting hopes that you'll make it big from the rich, nah, it doesn't work that way. You don't get to have it easy; you have to strive and suffer for it." He grins, "It's fun to see them run around and hide after they fall in depts. The reason they get poorer and poorer each day is because they think they're no different from the rich, just because were all humans but you know what? You poor people have your own world, while we have ours, so you should know not to cross your boundary."

I walk into my door, I slowly open the door to peep and I shut the door and I open the door slowly again and peep again and he was the one, he was cold and I was like "Only God knew what issue he had with his parents and I thought again Rich people and their kids,I trust we that we come from poor home , we dear not even behave that way except you have your money that some things wil be overlooked when I said money, I dont mean some thousands that would begin to make someone feel big, I mean real money ike millions or you dare not even get angy because by the tine two hot slaps would had sounded on your face then you will learn to respect your parents again even with your money, you dare not

The environment was cool and spacious and I fought the urge to open my mouth in awe. I had always thought that my Dad was wealthy until I met Dominic. and Nelly was a good replica of her cousin. if my Dad was rich, then Dominic was wealthy. filthy wealthy. since I met Dominic and Nelly, they haven't failed to awestruck me with their dazzling wealth and classic living. not that we were poor but this was overwhelming.

He knew he was living in denial but this was the sacrifice they had to face, and both of them knew they didn't want to lose the life they had both built to this point which is mainly the people in it. “Do we really have to continue like this? He keeps demanding too much!” Seth complained. He was really tired. Tired of following his dad's instructions like a duckling after his mother he needed freedom, they WANTED FREEDOM. The freedom they had both lost ever since they got born in the Richardson family. “I promise you, not for long, we will get through this!” Richaed affirmed him. And he is indeed going to find a way soon!!!

Charles watched her pick up the book, and laughed helplessly, "Maria, isn't this book a lone copy? From the looks of it, it's not a hundred years old, but it's decades old." Maria’s face turned slightly red, "No, I hadn't paid attention to this book before. After reading it, I threw it aside. If it wasn't for my father telling me to keep this book, I guess I would have sold it as waste paper." Speaking of this, she stuck out her tongue at Charles, "After all, I was really poor before." Charles' eyes sank, he walked over and held her hand, "Maria, from now on, I'll make you the richest poor person in the world."

The debt collectors kept turning up at the door after that, and Dad got so mad at Randall that he gave himself a stroke and had to be hospitalized ultimately. Mom sold off all the properties still under their name and managed to pay off some of the debts, but they were penniless now. She got so desperate that she even sold off the dilapidated flat, and she was now living in a damp, musty rented basement with Dad, surviving only on stale bread.

"Guess that saying's true: the rich rely on technology, the poor rely on mutation." Lilith stood at the door, rubbing her sleepy eyes. She was dressed in cartoon pajamas, her hair tousled and her voice soft with drowsiness. "Daddy, what are you doing here?"

Chapter 51 Cassie's POV AFTER THREE WEEKS I used to think rich people have it all and the poor are the unfortunate ones meant to have one problem or the other that they are to solve every single day of their lives, most of which has to do with their finances. My thinking now has changed, ever since the day I visited Jordan's parents and I got to meet his mother and his father. Jordan is a billionaire but he has his unfair share of life challenges.