Chapter 103

I was stunned and looked at Ryan in confusion. Did it really matter where my money came from? If my money had come from a lottery win rather than something I earned, my donation would seem even more noble. I couldn't understand the point of Ryan's actions, but the voices of the crowd soon gave me the answer. "Damn, so he's not actually a rich kid? I can't believe I 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!" "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