[3rd Person's POV]A nostalgic smile appeared on his lips as the handsome billionaire recalled his painful yet fruitful of knowledge past.“Before, no one would offer me even the smallest act of kindness. Because I was a beggar on the dirty street,” he scoffed.Hunter then scratched the back of his neck. “Then, girls would just simply ignore me because I am poor and so does my fashion taste.”Katalina remained silent. But her ears were open and comprehending Hunter’s dilemma.“And now, not that I am saying this in general, but people’s respect and loyalty is based on your economic status,” he stopped speaking.“That is why I am telling you that your opinion matters to me and that I take it as the truth,” Hunter said. “Remember when we first met?”Katalina nodded her head. “Yeah. What about it?” she asked in response.“You were very upfront to me that moment. The courage, the audacity—” they both laughed.Hunter cleared his throat. “If it were anybody else, they would automatically pro
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