Second Class Citizen Novels & Stories

He raised his eye brows and said. "(sigh) let’s not waist our time talking about other things, I wanted to talk to you about the second step, I thought that our first step is going take time but that Smith is an asshole seriously, I didn’t think that he will fall for you this easily, well good for you". Liam’s pov.

“Simple. I am Christopher Grayston’s ex-wife. The remainder is up to you to determine. Ladies and gentlemen, I’d like to thank you for your time. I have companies to run.” My new assistant and I had a leisurely stroll together. He walked through the door and into the room where the two company employees were waiting and opened it for me. The hall was enormous, in keeping with the size of the two companies. I walked in and started dressing my employees in the attire of the newly elected president. However, I realized that everyone was preoccupied with making so much noise and was not even paying attention to me. No, not because they didn’t notice me arriving, but because they view me as someo

Susan's condition had scared her, and even though she had tried respectfully talking to Nicholas at first, Nicholas had threatened her and she never said a word after that. Her husband, Jason was the youngest, and comparatively the least successful. He was a lawyer who worked with a small law firm. His grades had been average, compared to the super intelligent Elijah and then Nicholas who was close behind. Elijah was mayor, and Nicholas was a big shot business man in the city. He was always compared to them, even though Jason was simple and chose to not let it get to his head. "It is just...someone had to do it." Jennifer said with a small smile and turned around, leaving Stephanie marveled.

Little bean, it's better not to get caught up in wishful thinking. " Why? Do you think my mommy doesn't match him?" " No, no... That isn't what I meant. I'm saying that he's not from the same work of us." " Then, what kind of world is he from?" " MARS?" Tang weiwei, wasn't sure whether to laugh or cry. She had no choice but to explain. " I'm talking about the world bthat were living in now. It's divided into two classes, the rich and poor. At the same time, there are those from the upper echelon of society class. He is at the top of the hierarchy, and we're just regular people, got it?.

It was ridiculously interesting that I had to fold my arms and watch her deliver her speech. “These kids are crazy,” I heard Rye whisper, and I almost laughed out of control. She continued, “The rank 2 are people whose fathers own a company, but they don’t have direct access to the political world. They are very wealthy but not that influential. In other words, they are not on the same level as Rank 1. Courtney, Dela, Priscy, Williams, Kim, Louis, Thompson, Lucia, and Jade, belong to the group, as you can see”, pointing to them at the middle of the class.

All the netizens called Gary an ungrateful bastard and Luke a son of a bitch. There would be people throwing eggs at their windows every day. But that wasn't all. In just a couple of days, I took the divorce to court and got back all the money that Gary had used his position in the company to steal. Gary had been to the company, but his access card had been confiscated a long time ago and he was locked outside. In the past, he had always thought he was better than everyone else because he was a senior executive, but now, he was not only fired by the Wing Group, but the other companies wouldn't dare hire such a shameless person.

I stood frozen beneath the shade of a jacaranda tree, its fallen blossoms a soft purple halo around the heels of my muddy shoes. My heart pounded in my chest, but it sounded like an echo in an empty room. Distant and unfamiliar. I had almost been sold. Not literally, of course. But the way Reagan spoke earlier... the way his grandfather looked at me like I was a last-minute solution on an auction block... I knew exactly where I stood. To them, I was nothing but a backup plan. A shadow of Tiara.

I smiled at their compliments, they were just as I remembered them. Class Eight was full of misfits and illegitimate children, though most of them were from rich families. From Class One to Four were the intelligent Students, Class Five and Six were the students who had come in through special admission like sports, while class Seven and Eight were for the dumb, unintelligent and crazy students, with Class Eight being the worst.

The woman defended, peeking into the store shut against them. “ Sore? Ha! We, the commoners have been loyal to their brand since its break into the industry! The second they grow into some big-shot multi-billion dollar company, they forget their roots and abandon the loyal customers who have patronized them for decades! Catering to the elite class and treating others as trash! How ungrateful!” The other woman bellowed.

Does she not deserve to be a first choice too? "Life is never fair and you can't blame others for that. And why does being a second-choice or third-choice matter when he loves you very very clearly. You are right to be mad at him for using you but this? If we go by your logic then nobody in this world deserves a second chance," Ayleen pointed out in a flat tone. She wasn't defending Asher. What he did to Serena was downright cruel and he deserved to be punished for that but Serena wasn't able to undesratnd it. Shanice had taunted her so much with first, second choice that she wasn't able to think above it. She also knew that Asher loved her unconditionally. Even though she didn't support his