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The Richest Heir CHAPTER 121
As Caleb stood on the sidewalk, his gaze fixed on the disappearing taxi, some of the crowd around him slowly dispersed, shooting him disapproving glances as they passed by. Oblivious to their stares, Caleb was lost in his thoughts, his mind consumed by a whirlwind of regret and frustration.He couldn't shake the feeling that if he hadn't sent Emily gifts through the broadcasting room, none of this would have happened. If he hadn't given her those rewards, then perhaps she wouldn't have been targeted by someone like William.The thought of a stranger stealing his account, using his name to woo Emily, and potentially cheat on her filled Caleb with a sense of anger and helplessness. He couldn't believe that his own actions had inadvertently led to such chaos in Emily's life.The misunderstanding between Caleb and Emily only seemed to be deepening. Emily remained convinced that the account belonged to William, that he was "King," the one who had sent those gifts in the broadcasting room
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"Sir, if you hadn't made a reservation beforehand, you wouldn't be getting a table tonight at all. At least with the booking, you're guaranteed a table once one becomes available."William's anger flared, but he made a conscious effort to rein it in, aware of Emily watching him with a hint of shock at his outburst. He clenched his jaw tightly, forcing himself to maintain his composure despite the mounting frustration.The receptionist reiterated firmly, "Rules are rules, sir. Everyone, including those with reservations, must wait their turn. The rest is up to you." She maintained her professional demeanor, indicating that there would be no exceptions made for anyone, regardless of their status or circumstances.He hadn't anticipated such a rule at this prestigious restaurant. Before he could gather his thoughts, the surrounding diners began to grow impatient with his constant complaints."Come on, buddy, we're all waiting here," one person muttered impatiently, their annoyance eviden
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"Fine, let's go," he mumbled with a sigh, Caleb turned to leave, his thoughts weighed down by the unsettling situation.As Caleb made his way towards the exit, a voice called out to him, breaking the rhythm of his departure."Mr. King?"He paused, turning to find a man impeccably dressed in a black suit and crisp white shirt. It was Mr. Holland, the manager of The Royal Palm Restaurant. Surprise flickered across Caleb's face."Mr. Holland," he greeted, his brow furrowing slightly in confusion, as to why he stopped him.Mr. Holland approached with a welcoming smile. "Mr. King, it's a pleasant surprise to see you again," he remarked. "Leaving so soon?"Caleb shrugged, a hint of wariness in his voice. "Well, my friend Miss Roberts and I had hoped to dine at your establishment tonight. Unfortunately, it seems there's no availability. And," he added, gesturing towards Miss Roberts beside him, "Miss Roberts was hungry, so we've decided to goto go elsewhere." Caleb's hands found their way
The Richest Heir CHAPTER 124
Mr. Holland studied William, a nagging suspicion crept into his mind. He couldn't recall ever seeing this man before, nor did his profile ring any bells. The absence of familiarity raised red flags, casting doubt on William's claims of membership.As William noticed the suspicious look Mr. Holland was giving him, panic surged within him. Desperate to salvage his facade, he swiftly pulled out his wallet and brandished the membership card he had borrowed from a friend, waving it around in the air."This is my membership card!" William declared, his voice tinged with urgency as he attempted to validate his false identity. In his haste, he failed to realize the folly of his actions.Mr. Holland's expression remained unreadable as he extended his hand towards William. "May I see the card, please?" he requested calmly, his tone betraying none of the turmoil swirling within him.With a nonchalant shrug, William handed over the card to Mr. Holland, a forced smile plastered on his face. Mr
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How on earth am I going to get out of this?' William pondered silently, his mind racing with desperate thoughts.To maintain the illusion of being the wealthy and extravagant King, William borrowed the Royal Palm Restaurant's membership card from a family friend. He spun a tale of being deeply enamored with a girl and wanting to sweep her off her feet on a date she'd never forget. The unsuspecting friend bought into his story without hesitation. Little did the family friend know, that William's true intention was to prolong the facade, all to orchestrate a scenario where Emily would end up alone with him in a hotel room.He thought showing off the membership card would get him a fancy dinner and bring him closer to taking Emily.To finance the expenses, he turned to borrowing money from several friends to secure the deposit for booking the table. With unwavering confidence, he believed that the mere presentation of the membership card would suffice to dissuade the manager from prob
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"I'll pay for the fine," she said firmly, meeting Mr. Holland's gaze. Given that most of the funds in her account originated from King, it seemed like the least she could do.Despite her increasing doubts about William's intentions, there was a small twinge of gratitude towards him lingering within her.As Mr. Holland's eyes moved from Emily to William, a hint of contempt danced across his face. He found William's composed demeanor, allowing his companion to foot the bill, utterly distasteful.Without a word, Mr. Holland turned on his heel and made his way to the receptionist desk, where he swiped the card, processing the hefty $45,000 fine.Returning to the table, he handed the card back to Emily, who accepted it with a somber expression. William let out a sigh of relief, seizing Emily's hand and guiding her hastily towards the exit, eager to put the humiliating ordeal behind them.As they walked, Emily glanced at William, her hesitation palpable before she finally mustered the cour
The Richest Heir CHAPTER 127
You're supposed to be a part of this family, but all you do is disappoint me. Couldn't you bargain with them? Use that tongue of yours for something useful."Sophia felt a pang of hurt at his words but kept her composure. "I did try, okay! But if you think you can do better, then why don't you go and bargain with them, and see if they'll give you a 2.75 million-dollar villa, which by the way was the cheapest villa they had, for one million," she said, her voice steady as she met his gaze head-on."I'd watch my tone if u were you young lady" Arther hissed at Sophia, his voice laced with warning.Her mother, eager to appease her husband, interjected, "I've already given her a piece of my mind, but she's just too stubborn. I think we shouldn't entrust such important matters to her anymore. It's clear that she's had everything handed to her on a silver platter ever since she moved in with us. Despite all that you've done for her, instead of showing appreciation, she's become extremely
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Why would anyone willingly pay the extra 1.75 million just because I liked it? Do you think I'm a fool and will believe this nonsense? I won't be fooled by a fraud like you. Managing director, my foot!" With that, she angrily disconnected the call.Sophia looked up, feeling the weight of everyone's gaze upon her. However, their stares were not filled with confusion but with anger, evident from the way they frowned at her for abruptly ending the call without listening to the man on the other end.As Sophia glanced down at her phone, Amanda leaned in with curiosity. "Who was it? What were they saying about the villa?" she asked eagerly.Sophia sighed, her frustration evident. "It was someone claiming to be from the showroom sales department," she explained, her tone tinged with annoyance. "He said he was the general manager, and the villa I was interested in is suddenly available for one million, with the rest of the 1.75 million being paid by someone else. Can you believe the nerve