Riches in Disguise

That neon yellow shirt, that bright blue vest, and those mustard yellow pants... I had no idea where they had bought such clothes. If they went out like that, they would undoubtedly be ridiculed by those girls.

"Why don't you wear my clothes?" I suggested, tossing them a couple of outfits I had dug out from my wardrobe. "They might not fit perfectly, but at least the girls will like them."

Benjamin eyed my white T-shirt with skepticism. "Are you serious? You think this looks good? I'd take my yellow shirt over this any day."

How bad could his taste get? Frustrated, I gave him a light smack on the shoulder. "Hurry up and change!"

The venue for the social event was a trendy bar near the university. When we arrived, Matthew was already chatting animatedly with the girls while holding Isabelle's waist.

I studied the girls and immediately understood why Isabelle said they had sharp tongues.

They all fit the influencer mold-they were slim, had fair skin, and dyed brown and blonde hair. They were also wearing contact lenses, had their nails done, and wearing revealing outfits.

These types of beautiful girls typically sought out rich boyfriends since most men couldn't meet their material demands.

However, one girl sitting at the edge of the group caught my attention. She was wearing a black leather jacket over a red tube dress. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her shoulders.

When she looked up, her sharp features radiated a unique charm.

However, as soon as I saw her face, a wave of anger surged within me. This was the same girl I had argued with the night before!

Isabelle patted her shoulder. "Charlotte, it's not often we get to hang out-can you please put down your phone?"

So, her name was Charlotte.

With a smile, Charlotte shook her phone. "I don't want to, but my dad checks in on me a lot. If I don't reply quickly, he'll find out I'm out at night and will freak out."

"He's so strict even though you're already in university? That's lame!"

"Tell me about it! Get me a beer, and tonight I'll drink until I drop."

Just then, Matthew finally noticed us. He immediately stood up and called out, "When did you guys get here? Come sit down!"

At his words, the girls turned to look at us, including Charlotte.

My gaze remained fixed on Charlotte. Sure enough, when our eyes met, she stood up immediately. "What are you doing here?"

I provoked her deliberately. "Why can't I be here? Do you own this place?"

She then said, "Isabelle, why did you invite this loser? Don't you know about his reputation at the university? He pretends to be some rich heir when he's obviously poor. Just look at him-he's all decked out in knockoffs. Doesn't that disgust you?"noveldrama

As expected, her words cut deeper than Isabelle's.

Isabelle shot a glance at me before saying in exasperation, "Just go with the flow. I promised Matthew I'd host the event, and I can't just exclude him!"

"Fine, you guys enjoy yourselves. I'll just leave, okay? I'm a germaphobe and can't stand dirty things!" With that, Charlotte grabbed her bag and wanted to leave.

Benjamin and Liam were dumbfounded. They thought they would be the ones getting shunned after arriving, but I was the first to take the brunt of her insults instead. They quickly shot me sympathetic looks.

I glared at Charlotte as she hurried away, looking as if she couldn't wait to escape

the bar. Suddenly, she collided with a stylishly-dressed man wearing a gold watch on his wrist.