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I Am Rich Again Chapter 112
John finally handed his phone to Modelisa though reluctantly. He didn’t want her to create a bigger scene o r suspect him eeh more than she was already suspecting him. “Good”. Modelisa nodded her head with a stern smile as she collected her phone. John's heart pummeled so quickly as Modelisa stared at his phone. He wondered what made her to come to his room early in the morning and then Demand for just her phone. His heart pummeled whole Modelisa continued to scroll through the phone. John always did make sure to delete all his messages but he just hoped that he didn’t forget any. His heart went wide when he saw thagModelisa dimmed her eyes while still staring at the phone. His palms became wey as he wondered what she had seen in the phone. Did he possibly forget to delete a message from Brad or was it from Miss B. Modelisa finally lifted her eyes from the phone and darted them at John. Johns heart was raving so fast but he maintained composure so Nodelisa wouldn’t read through hi
I Am Rich Again Chapter 113
“He is just my friend” Joshua l sajd with his heart racing so fast as he stared at rhe phoke still. “I mean she is just my friend” Joshua gulped down a huge chuckle of saliva after he made a correction to his statement. MModelisa stood quietly and watched him, just painting keen attention to his gosh language then she smiled softly. “It seems you are quite confused of the gender of your friend” she sir quoted sarcastically. “It was a slip of tongue” John said calmly or better still acted to be calm. He had quickly changed it to a gilrBecuase he realized thag what if Kodelisa crammed the number and decided to try it some toehr Time and Miss B picks up and it ends up being a female voice. “Interesting” Modelisa smirke and shrugged. “Here you go” She pointed the phoke ag John to collect it bsck. John was a bit reluctant but he collects it but before he could pull it out of her hand, he lifted his eyss to her as she saw that she tightened her grip on the phone. Modelisa didn’t say
I Am Rich Again Chapter 114
“I really loved Stephanie, but she chose to betray me and break my heart. But still, when I found out about Jeffery’s plans to ruin her, I just couldn’t allow him. That is the only reason why I came back and begged my way to be her personal assistant. It wasn’t because I wanted to harm her or take revenge, it’s because I need to keep an eye on Jeffery and make sure he doesn’t hurt her,” John lied so confidently, his voice steady and unwavering. The words flowed smoothly, like poison wrapped in honey. He was slowly turning the tables around. Modelisa’s eyes widened as John spoke, her pupils dilating in surprise. She was clearly buying his lies, her guarded expression cracking ever so slightly. The room felt charged with tension, like the air before a lightning strike. “But how do you know what Jeffery is planning, and what reason should I have to trust you? As a matter of fact, you can actually just make this up, cook it, and expect me to swallow it,” Modelisa contested and shrugged.
I Am Rich Again Chapter 116
John finally had his way into Stephanie’s office. She had left with Jeffery for a lunch date, granting him a narrow window of opportunity. He had approximately forty minutes to complete his mission, but just breaking into the office had already consumed twenty precious minutes. The weight of urgency pressed down on him like a physical force, making his movements quick and jittery.“Where should I start?” John muttered to himself, his voice barely more than a whisper in the stillness of the room. His eyes darted around, taking in the pristine environment. The office was immaculate, with everything in its place, a reflection of Stephanie’s meticulous nature. The scent of lavender air freshener lingered faintly, mingling with the underlying scent of polished wood and leather.John’s heart pounded in his chest like a war drum, each beat reverberating in his ears. His palms were slick with sweat, and he wiped them hastily on his jeans before approaching Stephanie’s desk. He knew she wouldn
I Am Rich Again Chapter 117
John input the codes for the vault, his fingers moving with a mix of precision and urgency. He knew Stephanie would receive a notification about the vault being accessed, but he counted on her being preoccupied with her lunch date. He hoped she wouldn’t be checking her phone and that he could complete his task before anyone realized what was happening.As the vault door swung open, John’s eyes immediately widened at the sight before him. The interior of the safe gleamed with rows of gold bars, stacks of cash, and an assortment of important documents. The sheer amount of wealth and information stored there was staggering. But he didn’t have time to admire it; he was on a mission. He quickly started moving the cash and documents, his hands trembling slightly as he searched for the flash drive.He rifled through the stacks of money, the crisp bills rustling under his touch. The weight of each bundle was substantial, and the smell of fresh currency mingled with the faint scent of metal fr
I Am Rich Again Chapter 118
John opened the folders, and his eyes went wide at the content he saw in the documents. Each word, each sentence seemed to leap off the page, wrapping around his throat like a noose. His breath caught in his chest, a gasp strangled by the sheer weight of the betrayal that lay before him. He couldn’t believe that Stephanie had planned on bringing him down for such a long time. It was as though what he saw was unreal, a figment of some nightmarish imagination, but the fact that he saw it himself and it wasn’t hearsay made it easier for him to swallow. The papers rustled in his trembling hands, a chilling symphony of deception.“This… this cannot be true,” John muttered, shaking his head in refusal, but the truth stared back at him with unyielding intensity. Though it was hard to believe, it didn’t change the fact that it was the truth. His mind reeled, struggling to grasp the enormity of the revelation. The realization hit him like a tidal wave, drowning him in a sea of betrayal. He c
I Am Rich Again Chapter 119
Just as John finished talking to Miss B and was about to leave the restroom to head to her place, his phone rang again. The shrill ringtone echoed off the tiled walls, jolting him out of his thoughts. He figured it was Miss B calling back, her voice still fresh in his mind. But when he glanced at the screen, he saw Brad’s name. A wave of unease washed over him, and his heart started to race.John stood there for a moment, staring at the phone vibrating in his hand. The name “Brad” flashed insistently, and he felt a knot form in his stomach. What was he going to say? The restroom’s cold, sterile air seemed to close in on him, making it hard to think. Just as the call was about to go to voicemail, he took a deep breath and answered, his hand shaking slightly.“Hey, John,” Brad’s voice came through, rough and tired. He sounded like he hadn’t slept in days, a hint of desperation in his tone.“Yes, I can hear you. Why did you call?” John asked, pressing the phone to his ear. His voice wave
I Am Rich Again Chapter 120
John stepped into Miss B’s penthouse, the opulence of the room almost suffocating in its grandeur. The walls were adorned with intricate artwork, each piece telling a story of wealth and taste. The air was heavy with the scent of fresh roses, their delicate fragrance mingling with the subtle notes of expensive perfume that lingered around Miss B. They sat together on a plush, velvet couch that seemed to swallow them whole, its deep burgundy color contrasting sharply with the tension that filled the room. Miss B turned sideways, her eyes piercing into John’s, trying to read the unspoken words etched in his tense expression. Her heart pounded like a war drum, each beat a reminder of the anxiety gnawing at her insides. She could almost hear the rush of blood in her ears, a frantic symphony as she waited for John to let the cat out of the bag. The ambient noise of the city outside was a distant hum, barely penetrating the thick, soundproof windows, leaving them in a bubble of uneasy silen