The tension in the headmaster's office escalated to new heights as the headmaster's request for Juan and Griffin to kneel before Kraig was met with defiance.
Griffin, with a scowl etched across his face, spoke up firmly, "I won't kneel to any student, and if you insist on siding with Kraig, I will withdraw Juan from this school immediately, and I'll ensure that all our family's donations cease."
The Dean, taken aback by Griffin's threat, hesitated for a moment. The prospect of losing the influential family's donations weighed heavily on his mind. With a reluctant nod, he turned to the dean and said, ", perhaps we should reconsider the situation. Maybe Kraig is indeed the one at fault here."
The dean, eager to avoid further conflict, quickly apologized to Griffin, his voice shaking slightly as he did. "Mr. Griffin, I apologize for any misunderstanding. We value our longstanding relationship with your family."
Griffin's expression softened, satisfied with the dean's submission. He leaned back in his chair, seemingly victorious.
However, the headmaster was not finished. He turned back to the dean, his voice firm, "Dean, if Griffin doesn't apologize and acknowledge the wrongdoing, I will expel Juan, and you will be relieved of your duties."
Griffin's eyes widened in disbelief, and he couldn't help but blurt out, "Have you lost your senses, headmaster?"
Ignoring Griffin's outburst, the headmaster then turned his attention to Kraig. "Mr. Kraig, please have a seat."
With a wry smile, Kraig responded, "Don't worry, headmaster; it seems there are no available seats."
The headmaster, unwilling to let Griffin's challenge go unanswered, ordered Griffin to stand up from his chair. Griffin, thoroughly offended by the headmaster's demand, slowly rose to his feet, his face flushed with anger.
The headmaster spoke again, his voice unyielding, "Griffin, you may not kneel, but you will acknowledge the need for reconciliation in this matter. Let this be a lesson for all students and their families."
The headmaster, determined to get to the truth of the matter, addressed Griffin firmly. "Mr. Griffin, it is evident that Juan was at fault and that Kraig acted in self-defense. I cannot let false accusations stand."
Griffin, clenching his fists in frustration, retorted, "That's a lie! Juan would never do such a thing."
The headmaster, undeterred, picked up the phone and called the campus security. "Bring me the footage from the parking lot," he ordered.
As the security personnel retrieved the footage, an air of tension enveloped the room. Griffin, unable to maintain his bravado, shifted uncomfortably in his seat.
When the footage was played, the room fell silent. It showed Juan used security personnel to assault Kraig in the parking lot. The evidence was irrefutable, and Griffin couldn't find words to defend his nephew's actions.
The headmaster, his voice stern, turned to Griffin and Juan. "This footage clearly shows that Juan were the aggressor. This behavior is unacceptable in our institution."
As Juan and Griffin realized the gravity of the situation, they were left with no choice but to kneel, humiliation etched across their faces. The headmaster, unwavering in his commitment to justice, made it clear that if they didn't cooperate, he would involve the police.
With great embarrassment, they bowed their heads, and the headmaster continued, "This is a lesson for all students and their families. We will not tolerate such behavior."
The headmaster then turned his attention to the dean, who had failed to properly investigate the incident. "Dean, you have not met the standards of this institution in handling this matter. You are relieved of your duties."
The Dean let out an incredulous laugh and retorted, "Why should I be fired for not investigating this matter? Kraig isn't worth the trouble."
The headmaster's patience had worn thin, and he couldn't tolerate the dean's dismissive attitude any longer. With a swift and resounding slap, he left the dean stunned and in disbelief.
"Leave the school premises immediately," the headmaster commanded.
Realizing the headmaster's resolve, the dean felt a sense of dread wash over him. He dropped to his knees, desperation in his eyes, and pleaded with the headmaster not to fire him. But his pleas fell on deaf ears.
Griffin, witnessing the events unfolding, couldn't contain his frustration. He scoffed at the entire situation and firmly gripped Juan's hand, declaring, "We're leaving, Juan. We're quitting this school, and our family will stop all financial support to this institution."
The headmaster, undeterred by Griffin's threats, responded, "It's just as you wish."
Griffin, greatly upset by the turn of events, stormed out of the headmaster's office, dragging Juan with him.
The dean, realizing that the headmaster was unmoved by his words, felt a deep sense shivering within him.
Shamefully, he turned to Kraig, his voice hoarse as he said, "I'm deeply sorry for my actions, Kraig. I should have investigated the matter thoroughly, and I failed you."
Kraig, stunned by the dean's apology, didn't know how to respond. He disliked the Dean so much that his heart jumped in joy upon the proposed resignation.
The dean's hands tightened on Kraig pants. Craig felt uncomfortable but before he could say a word, thee headmaster, picked up the phone and called the campus security.
"Escort him out of the school premises. Do not allow him access into the school."
As the security dragged the dean away, the once-respected figure of authority left the school in disgrace.
After the tumultuous events had settled and everyone had left, the headmaster approached Kraig, a solemn look on his face. He cleared his throat and began, "Kraig, I owe you an apology. I should have handled this situation better, and I'm deeply sorry for the trouble you've endured." Kraig smiled as he said, " It's no problems Headmaster." He wasn't at all friendly with the headmaster, as he knew very well that the headmaster had only sided with him because of his grandfather. The headmaster further asked Kraig to seat and when he asked about Kraig's classes, Kraig only nodded and tells him they were great. But then, the headmaster was a bit reluctantly regarding the words that was hung on the tip of his tongue. When Kraig noticed this, he scoffed, "Is there something else headmaster?" Kraig was dying to leave immediately, he had no idea how to quickly leave the office. "Actually there is." The headmaster smiled at Kraig. "I had no idea you are the son of the DeVille." "App
"Why, Kraig?" Wynn asked, her voice tinged with worry. "Why do you want to stop being friends with me?"Kraig, burdened by the weight of his secret life and the challenges it posed, hesitated for a moment. He knew that Wynn deserved an explanation, but he also wanted to protect her from the complications he was facing. He decided to be brutally honest, hoping that it would discourage her from probing further."I don't want to have any friends," Kraig replied, his tone resolute.Wynn, however, was not one to be deterred easily. Her eyes softened with compassion, and she smiled warmly at Kraig. "Well, you accidentally became my friend, and that's how it's going to be."Kraig couldn't help but be touched by Wynn's unwavering determination to maintain their friendship. Seeing an opportunity to lighten the mood, Wynn suggested, "How about we have lunch at Kipps? My treat."Kraig was momentarily taken aback by the unexpected invitation. But then he accepted,"All right, Wynn," he said, hi
The cafe owner, a stern-looking middle-aged woman, had had enough. She made her way toward Kraig.She was of a big size and her head was bald The woman was displeased, her brows danced in fury as she approached Kraig.Her voice stirred up the restaurant as the cafe owner warned sternly, "If you three keep causing a nuisance in my business I won't hesitate to send you out."The other students in the cafe couldn't help but chuckle at the fact that both Kraig and Jade will end up being thrown out. They found the drama unfolding before them quite amusing.However, the cafe owner wasn't finished. She turned to address the other students, her tone firm and unwavering. "And that goes for all of you too. I won't tolerate disruptions in my cafe."One of the students, clearly displeased with her words stood up and said, "That's not fair!"Jade, still brimming with defiance, turned her attention back to the cafe owner. She spoke with arrogance in her voice, "You wouldn't dare send me out."On h
Kraig, took a deep breath. He quickly walked back into the cafe to rejoin Howie. As he walked in, Kraig was stunned when he noticed Wynn and Howie rather too close to each other.Their hands were locked and Howie's seemed to be attentive as he listened to Wynn.There was a sudden distress that sting Kraig's heart. He felt a rush of jealousy running through his spine.His chest clogged of jealousy so much that he couldn't breath. But he didn't get why he was jealous, it wasn't as if Wynn was his girlfriend.'She isn't!' He convinced himself. As he took a step closer, his eyes fixed on Wynn as her lips widened into a broad smile. Kraig's heart thumped and he hiccuped.He has never noticed the dimples on her cheeks but now, he could see them clearly. She was pretty.His eyes wavered towards Howie. Compared to Kraig, Howie was a blonde with a lot of charm. His straight nose and heart shaped red lips always gives him away. He had brown eyes that makes him even more charming.Kraig loo
The nurses turned to Kraig, startled by his sudden appearance. Madam Zury, who had been frail and quiet, looked up weakly, her eyes glimmered for a moment as she try to recognize the child standing in front of her. "Who are you?" one of the nurses asked, her tone defensive. Ignoring the question, Kraig approached Madam Zury, taking her frail hand in his. "It's me, Kraig. I've come to check on you." Madam Zury's eyes welled up with tears as she whispered, "Kraig, my dear." Kraig turned to the nurses with a stern expression. "This woman cared for me and countless others when we had no one else. She employed you, is this not enough reason to respect her?" The nurses exchanged glances and then looked at Kraig's casual attire—jeans and a plain sleeve. One of them couldn't resist a smirk. "Still struggling, are we?" she asked, her voice tinged with mockery. The other nurse chimed in, her laughter not far behind. "Yeah, and I wonder if he can even afford university." Kraig felt his f
Kraig carefully helped Madam Zury to her feet after the director's cruel slap. Her frail form trembled as she stood, her eyes still moist from the stinging pain on her cheek. Kraig's anger simmered beneath the surface, but for now, he focused on getting Madam Zury out of this place.As they made their way out of the room and into the garden, a sense of relief washed over them. The remaining children were gathered with Howie and Wynn, along with one of the more caring nurses who had always looked out for the kids.Madam Zury's gaze shifted to the children, and she paused in her steps. Her heart ached at the sight of the young faces, their eyes filled with confusion and concern. She turned to Kraig, her voice wavering with worry, "Kraig, my dear, I can't leave them behind. How will we survive, and where would we they go?"Kraig gazed at the children, realizing that there were about 14 of them, ranging in age from 6 to 10. He gently placed a hand on Madam Zury's shoulder and assured
Madam Zury, despite the concerns raised by Isabella about her health, wore a determined smile. Zury reassured her, "I appreciate your kindness, Isabella, but I'll be alright. No surgery for me. The most important thing right now is finding a better place for these children to live."Isabella's eyes filled with compassion as she asked, "Are there any other issues you're facing that we should know about?"Madam Zury sighed softly before sharing, "Well, you see, the new owner of this orphanage wants to change the building into something else. That's why we're in such a dire situation."Isabella's expression remained empathetic. "I see. You've been through a lot, Madam Zury, but I want to help. Let me speak with someone from our organization. We might be able to find a suitable place for the children to live, a place like the DeVille Hospitable."Madam Zury's eyes widened in surprise . "If you could do that, Isabella, it would mean the world to us. We desperately need a safe and secure p
Kraig stared at the director in surprise. "How did you know about my identity?"The director chuckled softly and confessed, "I overheard your phone call with Isabella. I couldn't help but listen in."Kraig couldn't help but shake his head at the absurdity of the situation. "You eavesdropped on my conversation and yet wanted to throw me out of the orphanage earlier."The director's expression turned somewhat regretful. "I was hasty and foolish, Kraig. If I had known who you were from the beginning, I would have treated you better."Kraig couldn't help but laugh bitterly. "You really think I'd want to associate with people like you?"Just as the tension between Kraig and the director was escalating, two men entered the orphanage. It was Kyle, and a other man dressed up in fancy suits.Kyle pretended not to recognize Kraig as he asked for the director of the orphanage.The director stepped forward and replied, "I'm the director. What can I do for you?"Kyle chuckled lightly as he intro
Juan had definitely had enough of bickering with Jade. He didn't get the whole idea surrounding her relationship with Carolene; if she liked girls, then she did. What was the whole deal?He looked around the room for a while, tired of looking at the blonde, tired of seeing her face and hearing her voice. He had come here for the specific reason of trying to recall how his life used to be so uncomplicated with her. And well, he recalled because entering here, he realized that he was small and minuscule in her life and as a result, insignificant and uncomplicated.Juan waved his hand at her, "just forget everything and just come out if you will.""Are you going to keep it a secret?" Jade asked again."If I'm asked, I will tell, if I'm not, then surely won't go spreading shit about you to who doesn't even want to listen," he said. "I think your biggest issue should be getting yourself better and getting out of this hellhole." He looked around again as if he had reached a new height of di
Daniel felt so frustrated; he didn't know what to say or even how to say whatever would come to his head. He wasn't in any way pleased with what he had just heard. And although he had no say in matters like this, his disgust was apparent.Kraig took in a deep breath, "I know you guys obviously hate that you're listening to this, and you feel that I am stupid." He sighed, "maybe I am stupid. I knew she is a criminal, but I still indulged; I still blurred the lines and just delved into this, and I'm coming to you with excuses such as these."Christian shook his head, "you've never been one to hang onto what has already happened. The whole thing has played out already, and instead of biting our fingers and wishing things were different, we would just be wasting our time.""So what do you propose we do?" Jraug inquired, seeing as one of them was not going to stay on the fact that he had been foolish."Well, I think you taking the initiative, regardless of your feelings for her, to inform
Jade paced around the room. Trying to reason with someone as simple-minded as Juan was proved to be anything but simple. She wanted to explain to him that if he did not change his statement or even pretend to be on her side at this moment, he was risking his head.She didn't know the abilities of Carolene, but surely, silencing a man so small, a man so insignificant would not be such a hard thing to do.However, she couldn't. There was a front that she was putting up for the world; Carolene was appearing as a weakling, a stupid blonde who did nothing but get pregnant for the most important man in the business world.But she was more than that. What she was was actually complicated, something that Jade couldn't guess but rather had an idea for. She was more complex than any of those men or women that would say a thing or two about her.And even this man in front of her had no idea who Carolene was, and that was why his request did not drift from a threesome.What the heck was even wron
Daniel took two steps forward. Though such a small number of steps should not possess the ability to completely obliterate the distance between them, but his strides were the guilty party.With just two steps, he now stood right beside Fabio as he peered into the evidence bag to scrutinize clearly the bullet kept within.Fabio was made cognizant of the imaginary distance between them. He felt Daniel's breath on his neck; he could smell the overpowering cologne, the aura of his being. Everything was too much for him; he had no choice but to take a step away from him.Daniel raised an eyebrow, "what is it?"Fabio rubbed his neck, trying to smoothen out the goosebumps that showed up on his skin, trying to rub away his presence away from him."If you want to look at it, here," he tossed it to him and then turned towards the funeral home where Wesley and his mother were still hiding.As Fabio approached, he saw that an older woman was placed on a stretcher and was being pushed towards the
Tabitha's heart raced violently in her chest. The anger that suddenly arose within her obviously had no recipient. If it was any other day, she could probably rant to Carolene, but the woman in front of her, sitting with a wrinkle between her eyebrows and a tired expression mixed with her livid one, surely wasn't in the mood to hear her bullshit.She cleared her throat and tried to work her way around her emotions, to be careful not to let Carolene's rage come upon her and to not let hers find comfort in Carolene.Tabitha bit her bottom lip until she drew blood. It was the best way to keep her lips shut. Her anger was nowhere near what Carolene would do to her if she spoke out of turn."Juan?"Carolene nodded her head, her fingers twirled in her hair as an exasperated sigh left her mouth."I have more reasons to kill him now." Their eyes met, "you were the one who wanted to keep him alive, why?"Tabitha immediately pulled her eyes away, bringing them beneath, showing the authority Car
Kraig took a step forward, the distance between him and Patricia only the space of two fingers. "I don't know why you are being like this," he said coldly and in utter disrespect. "I am the heir, I am the son of your nephew, and I apologize for the patriarchy, but I wasn't the one who made the rules.""And in addition, we have our own company we manage. Uncle had been quite understanding of how unfavorable the system is, and he gave us a company," Wesley said.Kraig raised an eyebrow in surprise, "so you have your own company, then what is your problem with me?""You own everything; you men took everything," she cried out. "I don't like this, I don't want this."Tabitha stood on the side, watching everything. She noted that surely it was because of the woman's age that was making her cranky and not just that; she might have some sort of disorder.When they first met, the woman had never really liked her, nor even tried to hide her disgust and hate. But as she thought, it could be beca
Leah woke up in the small room she had been waking up in for over a week. She could recall how she had gotten out of prison, but no matter how many times she thought about it, it just didn't make sense to her.The woman arrived at the cell with the keys that would free her, and then the two of them just walked out. There were people there, officers everywhere like a pandemic, but she just waltzed through the crowd like it was nothing, like they were all beneath her.And from what Leah had seen with her eyes. They were really beneath her.She jumped off the bed and checked the time on the small black alarm clock resting on the nightstand. It was over three in the afternoon. She was lucky.She had been given her own space where she would just exist. She had no idea what her role here was, but she assumed that it had something to do with the baby in her womb because they were always giving her food for two people and as such, she had added a lot of weight.She was still tall and slim and
Different exotic cars were parked in front of the simple funeral home. There were people coming from all directions with one aim in their hearts: to get to the funeral of Petrus DeVille. Although it was considered a tragic event, there were still reporters lined up across the place just so they could get an overview of what was going on in that small, cheap-looking funeral home.Kraig stood by the door as he welcomed people; some he recognized, but many were a mystery to him. He had a frown on his face, which should match the ceremony, but his frown had not generated from sadness but rather frustration.The last place he wanted to be caught in was standing by the door and addressing the people coming in and out. His grandfather did not deserve it.The noise reporters kept making and the noise from the funeral home joined together, giving Kraig a severe headache. He hated being there; he hated that he had to be the one welcoming people.His eyes went down to his black suit and ran his
The room was hot, the sun that illuminated it was hot. Thw air-conditioning was doing nothing to help with the heat. Wynn wondered if itnwas a heat wave or she was just too overwhelmed by rage. She paced around the room, unabke to settle, unable to sit still and carefully align her thoughts abd how she was feeling. The only thing shebwas thinking about, the onky thing shebhad been thinking about, the only thing she coykd think about were the words that Juan had told her thw day he came over.She coukd akso recall how poorly Camille had spoken to her blaming her for everything tgat happened to Leah. Ever since Leah was arrested, they basucallt havent heard a word about her. The police refused them to have any interaction with her which agonized the family. They had a rught to see her but they were refused.Camille hsf been very angry, that got a lawyer but howverr, their hands had been tied. They knew what was happening with their daughter, whether she was alive or not.And that ange