Becoming the Richest Man Alive

Chapter 159

Giselle had passed Casper a rather large, cylindrical object wrapped in paper tulle.

It feels like a cake box.

Just then, another thought crossed his mind.

Did I put down today’s date as my birthday in the school records?

He stared at her with an indecipherable expression in his eyes.

Giselle flushed even more furiously under his stare. She had a strong urge to flee the scene. NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

Swallowing her embarrassment, she proceeded with the second part of her plan.

“Happy birthday to you-”

Giselle began singing to Casper in her sweet, melodious voice.

Her rendition of a short and simple birthday song was ethereal.

Casper could not look away from her even if he wanted to. He felt utterly hypnotized.

The cake in his hands suddenly felt priceless.

In the blink of an eye, Giselle had finished singing, and the two of them fell into silence. She could not speak out of shyness, while Casper was awestruck.

Giselle broke the silence.

“Erm, Casper, Happy Birthday. There’s a small gift in the package, along with a birthday cake. That’s all. Bye!”

She planned to leave immediately after presenting the birthday gift. I won’t forget about tonight’s embarrassment for a long time.

A hand clasped around her wrist before she could make her escape, and a tall figure stepped in her path.

Casper faced her and placed her present carefully on the ground.

In the next moment, he had pulled her in for a hug.

It was an unusually intimate gesture on his part, and Giselle blushed as she struggled in his embrace.

Her struggles were to no avail against Casper’s strength.

With Giselle in his arms, Casper asked, “Ms. Clauder, I don’t want to wait anymore. Will you please be my girlfriend?”

His words sent tremors through Giselle’s body, and her mind blanked.

Casper continued seriously, “We can go on dates and enjoy candlelit dinners, and I’ll bring you flowers as often as you like. I want to protect you and support you through your ups and downs. My goddess, may I have the honour of doing that?”

His grand proclamations shook Giselle to the core.

Instead of giving him an answer, she mustered every last bit of her strength to break free from his embrace and run back to the safety of her hostel.

She would not have escaped if he had not let down his guard at that moment.

Casper stood motionlessly and alone in front of her hostel.

He was dumbfounded by her sudden departure.

In retrospect, he realized he should not have acted so hastily. Giselle may have begun to fancy him, yet her feelings might not be strong enough to reciprocate.

The atmosphere had bolstered his courage to confess his feelings.

Alas, he had not won Giselle over with his unexpected confession.

I scared her off because I was too eager. I’ll need to work harder and be more careful next time.

It killed Casper to wait patiently for Giselle to accept his feelings.

He also realized that he had forgotten to tell her that today was not his birthday.

His real birthday fell on the twenty-fourth of June, exactly two months later.

Though his official records seemed legitimate, none of the information in it was true.

As the heir of the Simpson family, which is practically the wealthiest family in Chanaea, it was prudent to hide his true identity.

He would have a hard time fitting in if he used his true identity to enroll in the university, and assuming a fake identity was also part of his year-long agreement with Alfred.

The fake identity was also a safety measure. As the most powerful family in Chanaea, the Simpsons had many enemies, and Casper would have been an obvious target if his identity was publicized.

It was one of the reasons he practiced martial arts. He needed to protect himself and those around him.

Looking at the direction in which Giselle had left, Casper thought he could still smell her lingering scent.

“I hope you can wish me happy birthday as my girlfriend on my real birthday,” Casper mumbled.

He knew she was not ready to face him, and she needed more time to warm up to him.

In contrast, Casper had decided early on that Giselle was the only one for him. I’ll give her as much time as she needs to accept my feelings.

He remained outside the faculty residence for a little longer, staring at the lights from Giselle’s unit before he eventually left for his dorm.

Unbeknownst to him, Giselle had been staring at him from her balcony as well. Her eyes followed his figure till he disappeared.

She was not confused about her feelings like what Casper was led to believe.

She knew she liked Casper. The way her thoughts drifted to him night and day gave her away.

Giselle did not question the sincerity of his feelings for her as well. No one could put on an act that convincingly.

His background was of no concern to her, nor was his bank account or their age difference.

She might have agreed to become his girlfriend if logic had completely escaped her mind.

Casper’s confession moved her deeply, though it also had the effect of sobering her up.

She had always been a cautious person, and Casper had a knack for making her forget about her worries.

In some ways, he was her escape hatch from the issues she refused to face.

She spent day after day in that blissfully ignorant bubble with Casper away from her problems.

Those problems she had been avoiding came crashing down like a bucket of cold water when Casper confessed his feelings.