The scene at “The Grand Table” was chaotic, the restaurant’s serene ambiance now replaced by a whirlwind of accusations and confusion. Jamie, still reeling from the unjust treatment, was being dragged towards a security van when a sleek black car screeched to a halt. Chris Wyatt, the Chief Security Officer, stepped out with an air of authority that silenced the murmurs and drew all eyes to him. “Stop right there!” Chris barked, his voice cutting through the noise. The guards, momentarily stunned, froze in their tracks. He strode over, his eyes scanning the scene with a mix of anger and disbelief. “What’s going on here?” he demanded, his tone sharp and commanding. The guards, unsure of how to react, started to stammer out their version of the story. “We were just following orders, Chief. Lucas said—” Before they could finish, Chris held up a hand, his face darkening with fury. “Enough! You’re all fired. Right now.” The guards, taken aback by the sudden dismissal, looked at each oth
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
Jamie left president Hill's office in frustration. He planned to visit the bank to send money from his premium card to his bank account. He couldn't be seen with it. While he was taking a walk to clear his head of all that happened today, he stumbled upon the most exclusive restaurant on campus, “the grand table”.The restaurant was known for its luxurious ambiance and gourmet cuisine, a place where only the wealthiest students dined. Jamie's stomach grumbled at the sight of the building. He needed a break, a chance to treat himself after what happened today.Pulling out his premium card, he decided to buy himself a meal that would both comfort him and distract him from the day's troubles.As Jamie approached the entrance, he noticed Bella and Lucas standing just inside, their voices low but filled with laughter. Bella’s eyes, filled with mischief, caught Jamie’s as he walked in. The sight of them together, laughing and enjoying their meal, hit him harder than he expected. He took a d
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
“Yes Emma. I want you to clear all my appointments for the next two hours,” president Hill stated. “Okay sir. I would definitely do that,” Emma said, smiling politely but when her eyes met with that of Jamie's, the smile disappeared. She gave him an icy glare which threw him off guard. Jamie just had to throw his face away before she would kill him with her eyes. “That would be all, Emma. Thank you,” president Hill said. “Okay sir,” she responded before turning to Jamie. “Hmm, I wonder how a poor church rat got that expensive stuff from. You better come clean if you stole them because when you're caught, I'll make sure you get the right punishment you deserve,” she started walking out. “Don't take anything my secretary says seriously. That's how she is. She's not a people's person. That's to say she's not good with people,” president Hill said. “Well, I can see that,” Jamie said, nodding his head. What he wanted to say was, “are you sure she's not good with people or it's ju
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
In the school, chancellor Cole Blair, on hearing the tussle between Jamie and the guards had to intervene because it was disrupting the morning and was drawing curious glances from both students and staff. He immediately called the chief security to let his men allow Jamie in.“Officer Wyatt, this is chancellor Blair. I need you to allow Jamie through. Ensure there's no further confrontation. He has been reinstated. He instructed, his voice steady and authoritative.Jamie, who has been away for a while, arrived at the campus gates with his luggy, which looked expensive. His high-end bags and designer clothes began to make students whisper among themselves. Lucas, who was with his friends, noticed Jamie and began to whisper among themselves. Lucas, who was with his friends, noticed Jamie and all his expensive stuff had a scowl on his face. He narrowed his eyes and couldn't suppress what he was thinking. He immediately turned to his friends and nodded at Jamie's direction.“Look at that
The next day, president Wiebe Hill went to the university. Chancellor Blair was shocked to see him. Although president wiebe is a man of his words, chancellor Blair didn't actually think Mr. Hill would come to school because of Jamie's case. After all he was a nobody.In the office, president wiebe briefed about Lucas's parents involvement in getting Jamie rusticated when he quickly cut chancellor Cole Blair short by letting him know of a call he received from the top and that he should reinstate Jamie back to the school campus with immediate effect.“Look, chancellor Blair, let's not escalate the matter. Reinstate Jamie back to the school campus with immediate effect,” president hill said.“What?” Chancellor Blair shouted looking wide-eyed. “You can't do this, president Hill. You can't afford to offend the Boswells because of a pauper,” chancellor Blair added.“If he's a pauper as you claim, then why did I receive a call from the top because of him?” President Hill asked.“Receive a
Mr. Keith, having learnt about Jamie's rustication, felt a surge of urgency and concern. There was no way he was going to let Jamie get rusticated. When he learnt that Lucas's parents had accused Jamie, he became furious because they potentially wanted to damage Jamie's future. He made a mental note to tell Mark Hankins about that so he can personally deal with them but right now, he was going to deal with the matter at handWithout wasting another movement, Mr. Keith picked up the phone and dialed the university's president, Mr. Wiebe Hill. The phone rang several times before Mr. Hill answered, his voice calm and steady, showing no hint of the turmoil that Mr. Keith was feeling.“Mr. Keith, to what do I owe the pleasure of this call?” Mr. Hill's tone was polite but there was a hint that showed that this would be a serious matter because Mr. Keith wasn't one to call to just say hi.“Mr. Hill, it's about a boy in the university you govern,” Mr. Keith began, his voice steady despite the