Chapter 23: God Damn!! - The more they Believe, The Richer I get - NovelsTime

The more they Believe, The Richer I get

Chapter 23: God Damn!!

Author: tiko_tiko
updatedAt: 2026-01-11

CHAPTER 23: GOD DAMN!!

"This one is also nice."

Seated at his study table, Chris first opened the gift given to him by Tina, it was a ring made with silver. There was a small carving in it that said, "Jesus Christ Be Praised."

He wore it on his right thumb, it looked cool with the engraving, and although he was not overly religious, having Jesus’s name with you won’t hurt, right?

Then came the next and most expensive gift of them all. It was the "Rolex" box given by the Howards, even the box screams it’s expensive.

Opening the box, Chris saw a note first, which read, "Sorry they don’t sell mint-colored watches, but this is in mint condition ’wink emoji’ and oyster green. Wear it with confidence. Love, Grace and Faith "

Chris smiled at Faith’s part because it was obviously written later, and the handwriting was much more sophisticated.

"These two"

Shaking his head with amusement, he looked inside and saw the jade green watch, it was as if shining even in darkness. The dial looked super premium. Chris even wiped his hands on his pants unconsciously before touching it.

"It’s too costly."

Chris can tell just by looking, this is no simple watch, this is a masterpiece. He then looked closely, "Rolex GMT-Master II" was carved inside just above the dial.

Rolex GMT-Master II. image

Rubbing his palm, he pulled out the watch, it felt heavy and alive. As soon as the movement was done, a ’tick-tick’ sound started coming from the watch. Chris has watched enough YouTube videos that he can tell this was an automatic watch.

Gulping down the saliva, he adjusted the time on the clock first and then wore it on his wrist, it looked unimaginably beautiful, especially on his wrist.

"They have outdone themselves, such a precious thing."

His eyes were as if glued to the watch, it wouldn’t budge no matter what he did. Like, even while watching reels on Instagram, he would casually glance at the watch on his wrist. It felt like this was supposed to be here to make his wrist beautiful.

Although the sun shone very weakly on the horizon, Chris woke up from the white gold glare from his wrist. He regretted sleeping with the beauty still in his hand. After checking everything was alright, he sighed with relief, but there was still a little doubt in his mind if everything was really alright with it.

Taking a shower, he prepared for school, as the vacation was upon them, every class seemed more important than the last. Wearing a whole black outfit with his new shining friend, Chris smiled with confidence.

Peeking downstairs, he saw his dad working hard in the diner, so he sat back down and started to count how much he has, and today he can go and collect the credit card after depositing everything he has.

$808,850

"God damn!!"

An unregretful scream left his mouth, he was shocked to find out he was almost a fucking millionaire, which was a lot of money for a teen like him, his heart jumped so high that he felt like he was in the clouds.

"Now then, take it slow, Chris, this was the moment we saw it coming."

Patting his chest several times, his uncertain and hopeless look changed, his whole face became weirdly confident. This time not only his looks but also his wallet were heavy with money.

A confidence that only comes with money, confidence to take risks, and confidence to screw up before forging yourself stronger, better, and most importantly, more knowledgeable than before.

"Life is weird, the system is weirder, and I will be the weirdest."

Taking his backpack, he stepped down the stairs. The shining friend in his hand was not smelling that nice anymore. Maybe this is how humans behave, they adapt fast and scarily so.

Starting his car, he looked at the Rolex on the black and simple steering wheel and felt this was offensive for the watch itself. He drove out of the alley in an instant, so fast that even Tina scrutinized her eyes a little.

Chris never drives this fast, he’s a steady man, although sometimes boring for her taste, but she even likes that boringness, but today her heartbeat stirred in a weird way towards Chris.

Nah, I don’t think he’s that ambitious, or is he?

...

I will move out before flying to Europe. I need to buy a car that will help me achieve my goals, I need at least a half a fucking million dollar car.

Driving on the road Chris felt good, the cold weather was melting and it was as if taking his sorrows with it. He could see the warm road ahead, a nice future was waiting for him. He needed to plan ahead and grab it.

Parking the car, he went out, and today he felt like girls were looking at him more than usual, or maybe it was just a feeling. Shaking his head, he went inside while twirling his hand.

"C...Chris."

A catlike voice called him from behind. Chris frowned a little but still halted his steps, he knew this voice from somewhere but wasn’t sure from where.

Turning his head, he saw the new transfer student Minnie, who Grace used to prank him just before her birthday. She looked timid, but today she was wearing somewhat flashy clothes, not skin flashy but eye-catching.

"Are you some kind of celebrity back in your country?"

Chris had to ask because she was wearing a weird outfit, it was as if she was going to do a concert or something.

"I... I am in a K-POP band, H... How do you know?"

Kim Min-So stammered once again, this time she looked straight into Chris’s eyes with confusion-filled eyes, and her face looked extremely delicate and lovely.

"No wonder, your fashion sense is nice. Which band are you part of?"

Gesturing her to walk along with him, Chris talked with her. Min-So was short and little, but she still tried to keep up with Chris’s deliberate slow steps.

"PinkBlack, It’s a new band, we have not debuted yet."

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Author’s Note:

Character cards have been updated with new premium pictures! Check them out when you can and give them a little love—I’d love to hear which one’s your favorite.

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