All Chapters of Rich Love : Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

Carolyn’s POVTina and I walked toward the administrative block, both of us relieved to have found a friend on our first day at Covent High School.She had just told me that she hadn’t received her school ID either. Like me, she was on a scholarship, but unlike mine, hers wasn’t a full ride. Her family had to pay for half of the tuition, which they could afford because they were middle class.That put her above me on the social ladder but far below the ultra-rich kids at this school.I wasn’t just from a less privileged background. I was poor.As we entered the administrative office, I noticed a woman sitting behind the reception desk. She looked to be in her early forties, her short, cornrows hair neatly styled. She was typing something on her computer, her lips pressed into a thin line.The moment she saw us, her frown deepened.Tina and I exchanged a nervous glance.“Good morning, ma,” we greeted in unison.The woman said nothing.The awkward silence was deafening, making me shift

Carolyn’s POVI should have expected this.The moment I stepped into the school hallway, I could feel the stares. The whispers. The judgmental looks.Something had changed.Tina, walking beside me, froze mid-step as she pulled out her phone. Her face turned pale.“Carolyn…” she whispered.I frowned. “What is it?”She hesitated before turning her phone toward me.My heart dropped.On the school’s WhatsApp group chat, a single message from J.J. sat at the top, pinned for everyone to see:> “We hate Carolyn, the scholarship girl.”Below it, hundreds of messages had flooded in overnight.SS2 Cynthia: LMAO, she really thought she belonged here?SS1 Malik: J.J. says we hate her, so we hate her.SS3 Sandra: Maybe if she begs, we’ll let her stay.SS2 Tayo: Who does she think she is?SS1 Emmanuel: Scholarship kids shouldn’t even be in Covent High.SS3 Raymond: She slapped J.J.? She must be crazy.My breath hitched as I scrolled through the comments. It wasn’t just a few students—the entire sch

Carolyn’s POV I should have felt victorious. I should have been proud that I didn’t let Emma humiliate me without fighting back. But as I stood there in the middle of the silent cafeteria, with strawberry milkshake drying on my skin and icy water dripping from my fingers, I realized something. I hadn’t won. I had challenged J.J. And that was dangerous. He leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, his cat-like eyes** studying me with something I couldn’t quite place. Not anger. Not irritation. Something worse. Amusement. He was entertained. And that made my stomach turn. Because J.J. didn’t get entertained by things he planned to ignore. Emma stood beside me, her entire body shaking with rage. “You little—” She lunged toward me, but before she could grab me, someone grabbed her wrist. I turned, shocked. Julius.His grip was tight, his expression unreadable. Emma yanked her arm back, eyes flashing. “Julius, what the hell? You’re just going to let her ge

J.J.’s POVHumiliating Carolyn felt exhilarating, like a rush of power surging through me. Watching her kneel in front of the house, seeing the defeat in her blue eyes—it was intoxicating. I had never felt such satisfaction before. The moment she looked up at me, her pride crumbling, I knew I wanted more. I wanted to break her. She dared to fight back against me, and now, she was about to learn exactly what happens when someone crosses J.J.As I walked towards the living room, adjusting the cuffs of my shirt, I nearly bumped into Emma. She was standing in the hallway, arms crossed, her sharp brown eyes narrowing at me.“Were you coming from the storeroom?” she asked, tilting her head.I kept my expression neutral. “Yeah. I was going to wash my clothes with your family's machine, but I figured I’d just have the maids do it when I get home.”Emma’s gaze lingered on me for a moment as if trying to read between the lines. Then, she suddenly stepped closer, placing a hand on my chest.“Wha