Chapter 3The Billionaire's Lost Son & My Get-Rich-Quick Scheme

Hudson.

Our school's famous genius. Always number one in the grade.

He's 6'2", super hot, and once narrowly beat Julian for the title of School Hottie—

One of those votes came from me.

No ulterior motive. Hudson is just exactly my type.

My Libra nature demanded fairness, so I gave him a vote.

But aside from that, I had almost zero interaction with him.

He kept to himself, barely speaking to anyone.

Rumors said someone saw his mom scavenging for vegetable scraps at the market.

Others said his dad died young, and his grandma was sick, costing tens of thousands a year in medical bills.

Basically, Hudson's family was struggling.

He applied for financial aid every year and worked part-time at a boba shop and a convenience store.

In the cafeteria, he only bought the two cheapest veggie dishes.

Even the girls wouldn't be full on that, let alone a growing boy.

Once, feeling generous, I took fifty bucks from my allowance and secretly slipped it into his pencil case.

Anonymous.

Now, at the gym entrance.

When Hudson called my name, I frowned—

Did he find out about the fifty bucks?

In those cliché novels, these poor but proud scholars usually have massive egos.

He probably thinks I was trying to humiliate him.

Is he here to pick a fight?

Before I could come up with a defense, his next words stunned me.

"Sophia."

"I like you."

"Will you be my girlfriend?"