Mr. Sanderson's Life At The Top

Chapter 3

Trevor went back to his dorm room in dejection.

"Money, money, money .

All they think about is money!

Sylvia, I'll make you regret what you've done to me."

Trevor's eyes were red and brimmed with tears.

At that moment, he gave vent to her anger and sadness.

All of a sudden, his phone rang, interrupting his cries.

Without thinking, Trevor answered it at once.

"Trevor, listen carefully.

Your nineteenth birthday is only a few days away. This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

I can't hide the truth from you anymore.

The truth is, our family isn't as poor as it seems.

We're actually wealthy and powerful.

We didn't tell you the truth as there's a rule in our family that children must live a poor life before they

reach nineteen.

But actually, our family is involved in different kinds of industries all around the globe.

As a matter of fact, we have gold mines in Africa and oil wells in the Middle East."

On the other end of the line was a familiar voice that Trevor had heard all his life.

Trevor smiled self-mockingly. "Dad, are you awake?

Stop fantasizing about being rich, will you?

When I was a child, you said that you bought a helicopter in the United States and a yacht in Venice.

Look at me.

I have to fend for myself and earn my tuition fees.

Don't you think you're being ridiculous?"

The man on the other end paused for a second and heaved a heavy sigh.

"Trevor, I understand what you feel.

I know you won't be able to accept it right away.

When your grandfather said something like that to me, I also thought he was merely joking.

But, Trevor, I'm telling the truth.

I'll transfer one hundred million dollars to you as your allowance."

At first, Trevor thought that the man was his father.

But the more he listened to it, the more incredulous he became.

He

looked at his phone’s screen, and found that it was a foreign number.

He believed it must be a scam!

"Liar! Fuck off!"

Trevor roared at the top of his lungs.

He then hung up the call as soon as he finished speaking.

He was drunk, and his mind was befuddled at the moment.

He had vented all the bitterness in his heart.

And now, he was exhausted.

Trevor closed his eyes and fell asleep at the foot of the bed.

The next morning, he felt as though his head was being split.

He kneaded his throbbing temples and then slowly got up.

Last night, he dreamt that his father called and confessed that their family was actually rich.

"I must've lost my mind. I'm just a poor college student. How could I even dream of being rich?"

Trevor could not help but smile mockingly at himself.

And until now, his eyes were still full of bitterness.

He picked up his phone and saw that he had an unread message.

"The balance of your bank account with the ending number 666 is 100000003.56 dollars."

Trevor was stunned when he found one hundred million dollars in his bank account.

All of a sudden, his eyes widened in shock.

It was real.

There was indeed one hundred million dollars in his bank account!

Trevor hurriedly dialed a number.

"Dad?"

he cautiously asked the instant the call was answered.

"Son, are you sober now?

I called you last night and noticed that something was wrong with you.

Anyway, I'm going to the Middle East to inspect the mining of the new oil well.

We can talk about it when I disembark."

"Dad, are you for real? Tell me. How did you get one hundred million dollars?"

He was at a loss that he could not process what his father had just said.

He grew up in an environment that was poor.

But now,

he suddenly became rich!