Bella grabbed Jamie to the side, grabbing his arms, her eyes burning with suspicion and resentment.“How did you get all this stuff, Jamie? Did you take out loans? Get involved in some shady business? This doesn't make sense!” Her voice was a mix of anger and disbelief.Jamie, caught off guard by her accusations, was sad. His emotions were all over the place and then it turned to anger. Who was she to ask him such questions? Bella, his ex-girlfriend who had left him for Lucas. She was always too quick to judge and too fast to speak her mind, but she was insinuating that he had resorted to illegal means or that he was involved in something as bad drug dealing hurt more. He clenched his fists, trying to keep his composure.“Bella, you don't know what you're talking about. How can you say that?? You think I would do drugs or get involved with bad people? Jamie asked, shaking his head. “Everything I have, I earned. I've been working hard, saving up. This is all mine. I don't need to expla

As Jamie stepped out of president wiebe Hills office, he was relieved. “God, that was close,” Jamie thought to himself when Lucas appeared out of nowhere, his sneer cutting through the air like a blade. “Hey, Jaime,” Lucas taunted, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “Did you finally decide to come clean about all those loans you took out? Or maybe those fancy clothes are from the local thrift shop's designer selection?” His words were sharp, each one aimed to sting. The surrounding students, who had been watching the drama unfold, now gathered closer, their eyes wide with curiosity and delight at the scene. Jamie felt a surge of anger. The mocking tune, the accusations were just too much to bear. He took a deep breath, trying to control the boiling rage within him, but Lucas wasn't done. “You know, Jaime, I always knew you were a fraud. But look at you now, pretending to be someone you're not. All this money, these clothes… it's all a big joke!” Lucas continued, his laughter r

The atmosphere at “The Grand Table” was suddenly electrified with tension as Jamie sat down to enjoy his meal. The quiet murmur of conversations and the soft clinking of cutlery were abruptly interrupted by Lucas’s loud voice cutting through the room. “Security! Come here now! This guy is a thief!” Lucas’s voice was accusatory, and the patrons of the restaurant turned their heads, their curiosity piqued by the sudden commotion.Bella, who was an accomplice, stepped back, she was smirking looking at a confused Jamie. “This serves you right Jamie. This is going to teach you to always stay in your lane” she whispered, fuelling an already angered Lucas who was already too consumed by his own anger. His eyes were fixed on Jamie, who just stared at him. Several security guards, alerted by Lucas’s shouting, quickly made their way to the scene. They moved with a sense of purpose, their expressions stern and ready to handle the situation. The maître d’, who had been attempting to maintain o