A teenager dressed in a light blue shirt and worn-out jeans walked through the campus of Sunshine City University. His eyes were frequently looking. on the ground, as if searching for something.
The boy had decent looks, but his clothes seemed like they hadn't been washed in ages. The black stains on his cuffs were particularly noticeable. Passing students looked at him with disdain,avoiding him as if he was a plague.
Brentley Carter seemed accustomed to these looks. With a calm expression, he headed towards a discarded water bottle by the roadside.
"Ring, ring!"
An old Nokia phone suddenly rang.
Brentley quickly took out his phone and answered the call.
"Hello?"
"Is this Brentley Carter, Young Master Carter?" A deep, steady voice of a middle-aged man came from the other end of the phone and spoke without hurry.
"I'm Brentley Carter, but I'm not Young Master Carter..." Brentley replied, puzzled.
"Young Master Carter, there's an inheritance that you need to claim. Do you have time today?" The middle-aged man's tone was respectful.
"Heh, I have an inheritance to claim?" Brentley chuckled, his tone filled with helplessness. "Buddy, I think you have the wrong guy. My family is all gone. I'm an orphan Where would I get an inheritance?"
"Young Master Carter, I..."
Brentley Carter didn't wait for the explanation and hung up the phone, shaking his head lightly.
"These scammers are getting really idle. I don't even have fifty bucks on me, and they think they can trick me? claiming I have an inheritance? my parents have been dead for years..."
Just then, Brentley's phone rang again!
Without thinking,
Brentley hit the reject button and walked towards anearby water bottle.
He was worried that if he delayed, the old man who collected recycled stuff at school might snatch it up.
"Snap!"
As Brentley bent down to pick up the bottle, a red high heel stepped on it.
Instinctively, Brentley paused and looked up along the slender, beautiful leg. What he saw was a tall, sexy girl with a stunning figure.
The girl had light makeup on her delicate face, wore a black tight-fitting T-shirt that perfectly outlined her chest, and a black denim mini-skirt that hugged her shapely hips. Her long, fair legs ended in a pair of red high heels, making her look incredibly alluring.
"Ophelia, you... what are you doing here?"
Brentley's eyes flashed with surprise when he saw the girl.
The girl standing before him was none other than his girlfriend, Ophelia.
"Brentley, why are you picking up trash again? Do you really want to spend your life as a worthless trash picker?" Ophelia's pretty face turned cold, and she scolded Brentley without any mercy, her brows furrowing deeply.
"I..." Brentley opened his mouth to explain.
"What's there to explain? Forget it. If you want to pick up trash, I can't stop you. But from today on, we're breaking up. I don't want someone like you to be a stain on my life,
" Ophelia shouted at Brentley with a look of utter disgust.
"Break up?"
Brentley froze the moment he heard Ophelia's words, his eyes wide with shock.
"Ophelia, you can't be serious, right?" Brentley asked in a low voice, staring directly at Ophelia in front of him.
"Serious? Do you think I'd joke with someone like you?" Ophelia sneered.
"Why would you want to break up out of the blue?" Brentley finally realized that Ophelia w