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The Good Upclass Chapter 128: Human Trafficking
“Go on. Say it. What is it? What is the question that came into your mind?” Well said, unbothered. His tone was friendly, but his voice was nothing but a plain monotone that showed no interest at all. He was as if just listening but did not care. “The question is-- my concern-- ‘What if they trace the data of these people and figure out that they do not exist? What if they will realize that these are nothing but just mere made-up names used to unveil something that needs unveiling?’” Binsent Anchorman spoke. He got goosebumps. He was the one who said the question but at the same time he was also the one who got goosebumps. He could not contain it. Just thinking of it alone already made him quiver in fear. May God forbid, but if ever it would happen, they will surely be in trouble. The case would be countered against them, the table would turn around, and the one who will be put in a terrible situation willl be them instead of the restaurant they were trying to take down. “It will ta
The Good Upclass Chapter 129: Phase One, Done
Four o’clock, everything had been settled. It was already time for the dry run of their blog site. Half of the made up accounts were already registered into the site, and some of them had already been used to comment a review with some of the restaurants-- and dominantly the Noodle Bar which was the focal point of this entire investigation.“Do you think we have already inputted enough?” Allen Mar asked as he got himself up of the bed to stretch his arms and his back, and pop every single one of his fingers. They were all feeling numb. “I am already halfway done commenting using my designated accounts. How is the progress in your side, guys?” he followed up.“On my part, I still have fourteen to input. I don’t know, Well said we need to vary the tone and the grammar of every account, that is why I’m being keen to make sure that they do not appear, or worse, sound like they are the same person,” Binsent Anchorman explained. At this point, he was like a young adult-- like Well and Allen
The Good Upclass Chapter 130: Hostage Runaways
The sound of the alarm clock-- a long ringing accompanied with a disturbing vibration-- shook the sleeping world of Well Smith. It had only been five o’clock in the morning, but he was already feeling the possible tiredness that would come after the entire day of engagements to different people, and things, and events, and the aftermath of every wrong decisions he was going to make for the day. He woke up from his bed, rolled down his blanket until it reached his toes, and then stretched his body. He felt his bones cracking and his cartillages popping up like they were mere twigs that fell off of a huge tree in the middle of the forest.He went directly to his table-- the first thing he did when he got up. His laptop was still there, folded and closed, and alongside it was his cellphone charging-- it was already full battery when he checked it. He unpplugged the wire from the socket, and the phone from the charger. He received more than nine hundred ninety nine notifications just with
The Good Upclass Chapter 131: Absentee
“What the actual fuck did you say?” Well gasped. He was sorry that he was not able to prevent himself from saying it aloud. The taxi cab driver turned around, thinking it was him that Well was talking to. Well was quick to ask for his apology. Afterwards, he went back to whispering on the phone. “I think you better be hurry. This is something we cannot talk about over the phone. Quick and come over so we can talk about it personally,” Well whispered as he knocked the phone on his head. He did not know what was that for, but he figured it might help. “Bye for now.” He ended the call without waiting for Allen Mar to say a word or at least bid his temporary good bye.Not that I am trying to eavesdrop, sir, but whatever it was that you and the other person was talking about, it sounded intense,” the taxi cab driver said as he smirked to Well through the reflection on the rear view mirror.Well was shocked. And somehow, if he had to admit it, he felt a little spark of nervousness revisitin
The Good Upclass Chapter 132: Apology Request Declined
Not that I am trying to eavesdrop, sir, but whatever it was that you and the other person was talking about, it sounded intense,” the taxi cab driver said as he smirked to Well through the reflection on the rear view mirror.Well was shocked. And somehow, if he had to admit it, he felt a little spark of nervousness revisiting his veins because what if the taxi cab driver had heard their conversation, he was going to be fucked up real good. At first, Well did not know what to say. He wanted to tell the driver that it was supposed to be none of his business, but he knew he was going to sound mean if he would say that. So, instead, Well politely called him out. “I am so sorry. But that conversation was actually confidential and it was meant to only exist between me and my friend. If you heard anything, I hope you don’t mind it. I beg you to pretend you did not hear anything. Just. . . for the sake of my inner peace and your curiosity as well,” he said calmly, while his fingers were cross
The Good Upclass Chapter 133: Detention Room
“Wow! That was honestly the rudest thing I have heard for today. It is entirely too early for that but look at him, firing shots at this hour in the morning. Such inconsiderate, pedophile, hypocrite monster,” whispered the boy who was sitting beside Well all this time, but he was too focused to the front so much so that he did not able to recognize that he actually had a seatmate. Sure enough, that must have offended the teacher if only he heard it.Luckily the guy was, the teacher was unfortunate enough to miss that roasting party. Well turned his head to his right, to the direction of his seatmate, and then looked at him with so much contemplation and admiration, because the fact that he could say those words in front of the person he meant could tell so much about how unbothered and brave he was for calling the teacher out despite him being intimidated. “Wow, your words. I did not know there is someone in this room capable of saying that,” Well whispered back to the person beside
The Good Upclass Chapter 134: Revenge
And in just a glimpse of an eye, the next thing Well and Arjay knew was that they were already in the detention room. “I can’t believe we are summoned to be here just because we were talking to each other while he was having a class. What a dump, piece of shit that reason is,” Well could not help but just get pissed off of the situation they were in.“Excuse me, but for the record, he has not started his class yet when we were talking to each other. He was only checking the attendance by that time! So, why the hell are we even here to begin with?” Arjay Macmillian asked as he shot his eyes to the direction of the door. Even though they were apart from the doorway within a considerable amount of distance, Allen Mar could still tell that the door knob had been blocked from the outside. “Yeah? So what does our teacher trying to imply? That he has the authority to call out names and command them to attend detention even though the names he called out for did not do anything wrong?” Well
The Good Upclass Chapter 135: Helping Hand.
“What are you planning to do?” Well felt the need of asking that specific question to Arjay because the very moment he heard him cursing about their terror subject teacher, he felt that something was off. There was an urge. A strong feeling of anguish and anger, strong enough that he felt he could kill a person just by his words coming off his mouth. “Nothing. I just think he needs some lessons. He needs to learn. And sometimes, in order to learn something, you need to do it the hard way. And by saying the hard way, do you what I mean?” There was a smirk on his face. A creepy, lunatic and revengeful face marking his face. It was not a pleasant view to see for Well. Well looked away. He did not want to get engaged with that kind of question, but at the same time, he could not dodge it. He had to deal with it. “Uhm, actually, I have no idea what you are talking about. What do you mean by that?” “Very simple, to be honest,” he replied. “I just want to prank him, or land him a play, so
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