Mr. Sanderson's Life At The Top

Chapter 4

"My son, I have something important to deal with right now. I have to go.

By the way, I've sent you the family badge.

Those who manage our family properties will immediately recognize the meaning of it.

From now on, you're no longer poor, and you should now learn to be a rich man."

Trevor's father hung up the phone as soon as he finished speaking.

From being a poor guy, Trevor became a rich heir in the blink of an eye.

100000000 dollars!

Trevor had mixed feelings.

"Huh, Sylvia, if you didn’t break up with me, you can get whatever you want now.

Bernard, Dennis, you two rely on the wealth of your families to bully me. Let’s see if you can still do that

in the future.

I don't have to pick up rubbish anymore," he murmured to himself.

In the afternoon, the parcel his father had sent was delivered to Trevor.

Trevor excitedly opened the package and saw a dark golden redbud-shaped badge inside.

He recalled his father's words and realized that this was his family's symbol.

He must take it with him at all times and not lose it.

All of a sudden, his phone lit up.

It was a message from Bessie Taylor.

She had sent a message to the group chat of the basketball team.

"Tomorrow is my 28th birthday. I’ve booked a room at Marston Hotel at noon. I hope all of you can Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

come."

In addition to this message, she also sent Trevor a voice messa

ge, urging him to come.

Bessie was the beautiful coach of the basketball team.

She was the only one good to Trevor on the team.

Everyone else bullied him or made fun of him.

Bessie was the one who introduced him to one of his part-time jobs.

She was the only one willing to lend him money for his tuition fee.

Nobody gave him a hand but her.

"It's Miss Taylor's birthday. I should buy her a birthday gift," he said to himself.

He came to the most prosperous shopping mall in Jork, the city he was in.

“I've never chosen a gift for a girl.

What should I choose?

The crystal ball on the left is beautiful.

It's a little expensive, though.”

He was unsure which one to buy.

“Wait. There are one hundred million dollars in my bank account.

Why am I looking for a hundred-dollar gift? I have to give up the habit of buying cheap things.

Except for my family, Miss Taylor is the only person who has treated me well.

My gift for her should be the best.”

Trevor left the gift shop and went to the luxurious item section.

This was the first time he paid attention to these shops.

He was dazzled by the variety of luxury goods.

Trevor was greeted by a series of beautiful saleswomen in black stockings and sexy skirts.

It was only then that he realized they were strangely gorgeous.

It felt as though he had just entered a new world.