Reborn From Ashes novel Chapter 17

Roy no longer cared and decided to leave first.

After packing up, Hayden made his way to the school gate. Jenny was already waiting for him.

"What took you so long, Hayden? Don't tell me you lost track of time studying," she teased.

"I really did," Hayden replied helplessly with a smile.

"No way." Jenny pursed her lips, looking skeptical.

Who would actually believe him?

Hayden didn't bother explaining, and they walked home together.

When they reached a certain spot, Hayden suddenly stopped. He stared at a store, lost in thought.

"Hayden, are you going to buy that?" Jenny looked at him in disbelief.

To her, buying a lottery ticket felt like reaping without sowing. She thought Hayden didn't seem like the type.

"Yep, I'm going to buy a lottery ticket. If I win big, I could buy you guys so many things," Hayden said with a chuckle as he dreamed about the future.

"Hayden…" Jenny looked at him suspiciously and reached out to touch his forehead. His temperature seemed normal.

"Don't worry. I'm not sick." Hayden brushed her hand away and walked into the lottery store.

Looking at his retreating figure, Jenny was filled with doubt. What had gotten into Hayden?

Inside the store, the air was thick with smoke. Older men were intently watching the lottery trends, sharing their insights with one another.

When Hayden and Jenny, two students, walked in, they immediately attracted attention.

"Oh, look. The lottery has spread to students too."

"Sales must be tough if they're marketing to schools now."

"Do you kids even know how much the jackpot is?"

21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 01.

Those were a set of fascinating numbers, as they were all large numbers.

On his way to and from school, he had heard people chatting about it. The absurdity of those numbers left a strong impression on him. It was the first time he had ever seen such outrageous figures.

Then, Hayden wrote down those numbers. "Sir, place ten bets." He handed over the paper.

When the owner took it and started to process it, his eyes widened in surprise.

"You're not serious, right? How could you win with these numbers?" Connor Ferguson, the lottery store owner, burst into laughter.

"Quit being so picky, Connor! If the kid wants to bet, just let him!" someone shouted from the side.

Everyone joined in the laughter, not caring what numbers Hayden had picked.

"Just place the bets, sir," Hayden said with a smile.