Chapter 157


    A man suddenly darted over from a short distance away and snatched the drumstick away from Harold.


    He even shot Harold with a grudgeful look.


    Leroy Kowalski, the person he was talking about, was none other than Harold''s deskmate back then.


    Back then, Harold was misunderstood by his ssmates because he helped Leroy pass a note to


    Linda Zalkin, the prettiest girl in their ss.


    Both Harold and Leroy had a close rtionship.


    “Monkey, what are you doing? Leroy hasn''t arrived yet. Just give this drumstick to Mr. Moneybags first


    while you grill another one for Leroy. Harold was very nice to all of you during high school. I remember


    you guys were always short of money to eat after returning from the Inte cafe, and he was always


    the one who treated you guys to a meal,” said thedy furiously, pointing at the man after seeing him


    snatch Harold''s drumstick away.


    In the past, Harold often provided his ssmates with financial support.


    Throughout his three years in high school, almost everyone in the ss had borrowed money from him.


    He didn''t even ask those who were struggling financially to pay him back.


    Now that the Campbell family had fallen apart, their attitude toward Harold infuriated thedies.


    “Mr. Moneybags? Why are you guys still calling him that? Yes, he did indeed treat us to meals back


    then, but we had also put quite a lot of effort into running errands for him. Furthermore, his family has


    gone broke a long time ago, and he is only a lowly hotel security guard now. So, please stop calling him


    Mr. Moneybags! On the other hand, I heard that Leroy is doing quite well in Dellmoor and is now a


    manager of a bigpany. I''m going to ask for his help in arranging some decent positions for me.


    Thus, this drumstick is definitely not for a random person like this guy.” As he spoke, the man known as


    Monkey looked at Harold in disdain.


    Harold, however, only smiled at his words.


    Then, he reached for a raw chicken wing and intended to grill it himself.


    Nah, I better do it myself!


    Once he picked up the chicken wing, another ssmate hurried over and snatched it away. “Hey! You


    can''t use this pit! Our gathering today is grouped by ie. Those using this pit have a monthly


    ie of more than six thousand. A lowly security guard like you shall go over to the penultimate pit


    over there. That''s the ce for those like you.”


    Baffled, Harold tried to exin, “I''m not a security guard. Quinton must have misunderstood at the


    entrance of Golden Sands Hotel that day.”


    “Come on. If you''re not a security guard, then why are you wearing this security guard uniform? Does


    that even mean anything?”


    That ssmate did not believe Harold''s exnation and shot him a look of contempt.


    Only then did Harold realize that he was wearing the same military uniform he had borrowed from the


    security guard at Paradise Hotel that day.


    Since he hadn''t been out these days, he only changed into two sets of clothes alternately.


    It just so happened that I changed into this set of clothing today. No wonder all of them believed that I


    am a security guard.


    “Harold, just ignore them. Let''s go over there.”


    One of thedies couldn''t stand them anymore and pulled Harold toward the barbecue pit on the side.


    “Um, excuse me. Actually, you don''t need to move over there because of me.”


    Having no impression of thedy, Harold felt awkward when she dragged him.


    “Hey, why are you acting like we don''t know each other? I''m Margarette, the one sitting behind you at


    school. Don''t you remember me?”


    The freckleddy''s tone sounded unhappy.


    “Margarette? Oh, my. You''ve changed so much!”


    Harold almost eximed in shock when he heard her name.


    Because in his memory, the Margarette who sat behind him during high school was an adorable and


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