Jason stormed into his apartment, consumed by a sour mood. All he yearned for was a glass of wine and a peaceful night's sleep to distract him from the waves of humiliation he endured throughout the day.Sliding his key into the lock, Jason discovered that the door was unexpectedly unlocked. His instincts immediately kicked in, triggering suspicion. The only person who shared this living space with him was his girlfriend, Cecil, who had explicitly mentioned she would be working and not returning home for the night.With a broomstick in hand, he cautiously crept into the house, determined to catch the intruder off guard. He was ready to strike without hesitation.As he stepped into the living room, a bewildering scene unfolded before his eyes. Cecil, his girlfriend, had her tongue entangled with another man's. Their bodies pressed against each other shamelessly, oblivious to his presence.With a broken heart, Jason struggled to utter Cecil's name, his voice laden with anguish. "Cecil!"

As the driver took Jason to the school, he thought hard about what to do. He knew that Cecilia would not let him off the hook so easily. She had seen the fancy car he got into this morning, and he knew for a fact that her greed had sprung up because she was no longer a part of his life. She was intent on frustrating him, and if he did not act fast, she would ruin him in the end following her greed. If he got to the school, he had no idea what to say in his defense, but he would not let her and her new boyfriend frustrate him either. He had to act fast so they would not win this time.He dipped his hand into his pocket and took out his phone. He wanted to call Alex and inform him of what was going on, but he changed his mind."Do you know my father?" He asked the driver. "Of course I do, he is my boss," the driver replied."I need his contact immediately," Jason requested. The driver took out a card from his breast pocket and handed it over to Jason, who took it and dialed the num

Jason decided that instead of staying in the class and being humiliated further by other students, he would follow after the principal and try to make him understand that he is not a thief.He would apologize if he had to. He just did not want to be labeled a thief. The stigma would stick throughout his stay in college and he was just in his sophomore year.As the principal got into his office, Jason followed after him. "What are you doing here?" The principal asked him, seething with rage. "Please sir, I want you to know that I did not steal any money from the school," Jason pleaded. All his pleas fell on deaf ears as the principal did not bother to spare him a glance. He was adamant. He decided that he would not walk away.Jason wanted to speak again, at least to say something or better still vividly explain himself, but the ringing of the principal's telephone interrupted him. The principal answered him immediately, and it was a call from one of the major sponsors of the college

Cecilia was dumbfounded at what had just transpired. She did not think for a minute that she would ever be caught and her heart raced very fast. She did not know what to expect from all of it, but she decided to remain calm until the video ended. The whole class turned to look at her immediately and she was so ashamed of herself. Even Anthony had shifted from her. He had no idea that she was the culprit all along. He thought that she was telling the truth when she said she had caught him stealing the money."Stand up there, Cecilia," the principal ordered. She stood up immediately, still trembling like a leaf. The whole class burst out laughing because of how afraid she was."Here is your real culprit," the principal announced as he pointed to her. There was a slight murmuring in the class. Everybody was surprised that she was the one behind it all."I am not the culprit," she protested to everyone's surprise, speaking for the first time. "Then who is the real culprit?" The principa

Jason's hand left her waist immediately as he stood up straight to look at her, bewildered, but not annoyed. His face still stung from the effect of her slap, but that was the least of his worries at that time. "Are you okay, sir?" Alex asked him. A guard reached out for the lady, but he insisted that they let her go. She huffed, adjusted her jacket, and went ahead to stand in the queue."You do not treat a lady that way," he said softly to the guard, his eyes not leaving the young lady. Alex followed his eyes and smiled softly.She was beautiful, almost to a fault, and she had a long mane of wavy hair that rested elegantly on her back, reaching below her waist. Jason had never seen anyone so beautiful in his life before, and she fascinated him. There was a small scowl on her face that suggested that she was not happy about something, but he would not know as he had not spoken to her.Something tugged in his heart, a will to protect her, to not see her suffer. He had heard of lov