The S Class That I Raised Novels & Stories

"Did I ever ask you to pay for your own tuition?" She ignored my question and continued, "But you promised to treat me like your daughter. Now that you're pregnant, is anything in this house still mine? "You don't understand—I've already tried to end my life several times," Madeline said, her voice growing more pitiful with every word. "I don't care. I won't let you take away what's mine. My classmates all drive cars and go on international trips. It's all your fault for not giving me what I want," she said bitterly.

I said, gesturing towards the impressive aircraft. He pushed my wheelchair closer, a warm smile gracing his lips. "No, Isabella, you don't owe me a thing. Your father was a good man, a mentor who pushed me towards my career, leading me to this life. This plane is mine." "Wow," I breathed, genuinely impressed. "I can't even imagine the hard work you must have put in to afford something like this… or maybe a little bit of mafia on the side?" I joked softly, trying to lighten the heavy atmosphere.

Let's go together after the class ended . Elina knew few of her classmates already got their money from their shares and few already bought new cars that of course a bit eye catching especially Mark . She heard from Lilian ,he got almost a billion profit from his investment and the shares he bought. He bought the new black Bugatti Veyron and indeed it's very eye catching especially to the young boys .

“Bullsh*t! Since when do I not have enough money? Money’s all I have! It’s just a stupid car. How much would it cost me? It’s like a drop in the ocean for me! “Do you think everyone here’s like you? Spending so much time here just to find some stupid A-Class that’s over 30 thousand dollars? Good job! “I’m not even trying to make fun of you at this point. You can’t even afford an A-Class. You best put your hands together and pray. Oh, dear lord, please. Let me make a big fortune so that I can afford a Mercedes in the future. I don’t even mind if it’s an A-Class!” Not only was Zack putting on a high-pitched whine as said those last words, he even put his hands together as if in prayer to drive

He pointed at a Mercedes-Benz S-Class and asked, “How much is this?” A young female salesperson came forward and said, “Sir, this is the latest model, and the total price is $170,000.” Kayson called Celeste, and she shook her head. “No, Kayson. This is too expensive.” It was a Mercedes-Benz S-Class, and it was about $120,000 more expensive than her broken Mercedes-Benz C-Class. She couldn’t bring herself to accept such an expensive gift from Kayson. Kayson smiled and said, “It’s okay. Let’s take this one. After all, you nearly lost your life last night.”

It was an exquisite car that it complimented my image. The Wolverson were wealthy and influential with assets and businesses passed down through the generations. My Stone Family was middle class and lived well but not in comparison to Vance’s. I disabled the alarm and cautiously sat in, trying not to add pressure in my core area. Then I drove to the pack house to surprise my babe.

"My mum's having some bunch of friends over and I need to help out with the cooking." I'd found out Zara, Sage and I were in same class — the Golden Class — while Red, Shawty and Jace were in the diamond class. Apparently things worked in a certain way. Once I passed a certain exam exceptionally, I would be dimmed fit to be in the diamond class as well. That brings me to the question. How the hell is Jace in the diamond class if he was a nutjob who knew absolutely nothing? I found it confusing. "Oh, okay. See you later,"Sage pecked Zara's cheek and she smiled at us both before rushing off.

Osiris replied quietly as he leaned back into me. “Oh baby, you did no such thing. You can’t fix what you don’t know is broken. Let’s be real here, this situation with the missing classes, isn’t that dire. It can be fixed. It’s not like your dad didn’t teach you three anything. Look at what we’ve already accomplished in a short time. I think we’re doing pretty well for ourselves. This place was a bit of a shitshow.” I said as I worked my way around, washing every inch of Osiris’s back, shoulders, perfect butt, and moving onto his chest.

, he asked. "I'm fine, you?", I replied. "I'm cool" "Thanks for answering the question", i said, not knowing what else to say. "It's nothing" "Which class are you in?", I asked, hoping to classify his success under "class-factor" "S.S.1 to enter 2, you?" "Same", I replied. It was then that it dawned on me that I was just a king in my territory, that outside that territory, mightier lions live. I then resolved to shoot for the sky even when I have no competition to motivate me.

And neither his son will when he will learn the truth. Eren and I proceed in the garage and get in my white mini cooper. I didn’t want to use my father’s money to buy my first car. So I worked for it. I’m a private tutor and like my dear Mrs. Clara, I work in the morning and I’m back home early to look after my son. It’s a suitable job for a young mother.