Andrew Foster said guiltily, “I really don’t know, I just wanted a change of environment, so I looked around a bit and felt this school seemed pretty good…”

“Bullshit!” The always composed Henry Clark suddenly cursed.

Andrew Foster’s heart instantly leapt into his throat, and then he heard Henry Clark say, “No matter how good that school is, can it be better than the one you’re at now?”

Andrew Foster immediately let out a breath, touching his chest—why was his heart beating so fast?

He replied perfunctorily, “That school really is pretty good, I think it’s nice.”

Henry Clark said, “Be honest, is it because of us? I know I always try to set you up with girls, but if you don’t want them, I never force you, right? And those girls are all clean, I never touched them, and I never invited you to those parties. If others wanted to invite you, I helped you turn them down. You wanted to stay clean, and I protected you. Do you know how many times I watched out for you so nothing dirty got into your food or drink…”

He was rambling a bit, his tone getting a little off.

Andrew Foster quickly said, “It’s really not because of you guys, I just want a change of environment…”

Henry Clark cut him off, “So you mean being with us is a bad environment?”

Andrew Foster: “……”

Even his wife wasn’t this argumentative.

Andrew Foster said, “It’s really not like that, okay, okay, I’ll tell the truth. There’s someone I care about at that school, I have to go see him.”

“Oh? Someone you like?” Henry Clark’s tone instantly returned to normal.

“……” Andrew Foster felt like he’d been tricked, but didn’t think too much about it at the moment, and just answered, “No, don’t overthink it.”

Henry Clark pressed on, “So what’s your relationship, exactly?”

Andrew Foster thought for a moment, then said seriously, “…Maybe it’s kind of like a mother and son relationship.”

Henry Clark was stunned. He remembered that Andrew Foster had been from a single-parent family since a long time ago.

Andrew Foster said, “My mom was really strict with me.”

Henry Clark: “?”

Andrew Foster: “So when my parents divorced, I insisted on staying with my dad. But even after the divorce, my mom is still my mom, right?”

Henry Clark was confused, “What the hell are you talking about, what does that guy have to do with your mom?”

Andrew Foster said, “…So you really were trying to get information out of me.”

Henry Clark admitted frankly, “Yeah, I was. I can’t think of any other reason for you to transfer except that you’re interested in that guy.”

Andrew Foster denied it vehemently, “Really, I’m not. With him, it’s just that ‘I can’t just ignore my mom’ kind of feeling, you get it?”

Henry Clark: “…No, I don’t get it.”

Andrew Foster said earnestly, “A grown man, if he can’t even take care of his own mother, is he even human? Wouldn’t that make him no better than a beast?”

He continued in a lecturing tone, “Henry Clark, we’re friends, right? If we’re friends, you should support me, support me in being a real man, not a beast.”

Henry Clark: “Wait… how do you even have this ‘recognizing a mom’ kink…”

Henry Clark felt that if this conversation went on, Andrew Foster would be labeled a pervert in his mind.

“It’s not that bad, really not that bad…” Henry Clark hung up the phone in a daze.

Chapter 6: The Battle for Dignity

Andrew Foster had thought long and hard before making the decision to transfer schools—he’d been considering it almost every waking and sleeping moment.

According to his original plan, it would actually have been better to draw a clear line with Eric Bennett.

He was someone who excelled at eating, drinking, and having fun, and he spent money like water. Because he was under eighteen, his dad David Foster only gave him a hundred thousand yuan a month as pocket money, and he always managed to spend it all by the end of the month, then secretly used his dad’s secondary credit card.

Of course, a large part of the money he spent was unnecessary, because whenever he went out with friends, he was basically the one footing the bill.

In the eyes of the previous life’s Eric Bennett, this was probably completely incomprehensible, but Andrew Foster had plenty of money and was used to being the big brother. Sometimes, on a whim, he’d even gift a friend a luxury car worth several million.

This kind of spending led Eric Bennett to confiscate his card, only giving him a hundred yuan a day. Even his dad just turned a blind eye and wouldn’t stand up for him.

Andrew Foster was afraid of losing face in front of his friends, so he stopped going to a lot of gatherings. Every time he saw his friends posting about their lively yacht parties and get-togethers on social media, he felt so miserable.

The more miserable he felt, the more it highlighted how domineering and cold Eric Bennett was.

Back then, Andrew Foster even tried to please Eric Bennett, thinking he was really putting in the effort. He worked at it all night—literally all night, from ten in the evening to five the next morning—until he was completely exhausted. Afterwards, Eric Bennett’s attitude did soften a bit, enough that he actually smiled at him for once, pulled three red bills from his wallet, and put them on the nightstand, saying, “Buy yourself something nice to eat.”

Andrew Foster: “……”

Damn it!!! The whole night!!! The whole night!!! All that effort, sweat, and energy, and all he got was three hundred yuan!!!

Every time Andrew Foster remembered that scene, he clenched his fist in anger. It was just too much—after all, he was his man, did he really have to be so stingy!