NovelFinishChapter 103
| was stunned and looked at Ryan in confusion.
Did it really matter where my money cfrom?
If my money had cfrom a lottery win rather than something | earned, my donation would seem even more
noble.
| couldn't understand the point of Ryan's actions, but the voices of the crowd soon gavethe answer.
"Damn, so he's not actually a rich kid? | can't believe | wasted all that praise on him!"
"Wait, it was prize money, and not even his own cash? That's hilarious-I was about to ask for his number. Now I'm
glad I didn't."
"I knew something didn't add up. If he was really that rich, why didn't he clear it up sooner? He's been letting
everyone think he's a loser. Guess he was just faking it!"
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"Wasn't his prize money around 50 thousand dollars? He only donated ten
thousand. The rest probably went to partying. What a joke! If he really cared, he should've donated the entire 50
thousand dollars!"
Everything suddenly made sense.
It wasn't my donation that mattered to the attendees-it was my status.
If | were a rich kid, they would be showeringwith praise and trying to win my favor.
If not, even if | donated the full 50 thousand, they wouldn't care. To them, | would still be that poor, insignificant
person they could look down on.
The truth was disheartening.
| turned toward Ryan and gave him a faint smile. "Thank you for helpingsee the true nature of people."
Ryan frowned. "What do you mean? Did getting exposed mess with your head?"
| shook my head and extended my hand. "Givethe microphone."
Ryan slapped the microphone into my hand. "Go ahead. Let's see what you cup with."
| took the microphone, cleared my throat and calmly said, "Yes, | did receive 50 thousand dollars in prize money
from the competition. However, my donation had nothing to do with that. | donated to help those in need and to
support this charity event. To put any further doubts to rest, I'll be donating an additional 60 thousand dollars
right now."
Adding an additional 60 thousand dollars to the original 10 thousand would bring the total to 70 thousand
dollars, far exceeding my prize money.
Now, no one should question whether I'm trying to appear as a rich kid. | believed this was the best way to
address the rumors.
Ryan's eyes widened in disbelief. "An additional 60 thousand dollars? You're joking, William. Do you even have 60
thousand dollars? Can you afford it?"
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| smiled. "If | say I can, then | can."
"You're bluffing!" Ryan barked. "You only had 50 thousand dollars in prize money. You've already spent 10
thousand dollars, plus whatever you blew on Felicia's clothes today. At most, you have 25 thousand dollars left.
How can you possibly donate 60 thousand dollars? Stop pretending!"
Lina watchedwith suspicion.
She was clever. Instead of challengingright away, she remained quiet and observed me. She wanted to see
how things would unfold to avoid becoming the crowd's first target of judgment.
However, | knew she was likely the one who had encouraged Ryan to go on stage.
I knew her too well.
At that moment, the host approached me, looking unsure whether to prompt me. Without hesitation, | took out
my phone and transferred 60 thousand dollars to the donation account.
"It's been received!" the girl with pigtails exclaimed excitedly. "The 60 thousand dollars donation just came
through! It's real!"
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