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The Richest Heir CHAPTER 123
"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
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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
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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
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What's going on here? What's with all the whispering?"Just as Sophia was about to confront Amanda about her hurtful words, about Caleb,her cell phone rang out again, interrupting the tense moment.RINGRINGRINGSophia warily picked up the phone without bothering to check the caller ID."Hello?" she answered cautiously."Please, Miss Walters, before you disconnect the call, just hear me out," Mr. Jackson pleaded, his tone urgent.Sophia's frustration boiled over as she interrupted him, her tone sharp and angry. "Listen, Mr. Jackson, I'm not falling for your lame tricks. Do you actually expect me to believe that someone bought a house just because I liked it? Stop calling me, or I'll report this harassment to the police!""Miss Walters, please calm down. There's no need to call the police," Mr. Jackson responded calmly. "I assure you, I'm not lying. Someone did pay the excess amount on the villa. All you need to do is provide the one million dollars, and the house is yours."Sophia's
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"Mr. Jackson has called me to the showroom, specifically to the sales department, where he's waiting to meet me. If he was a fraud, he wouldn't be allowed on the premises, let alone have the audacity to invite me there. So rest assured, mother, I'll read the contract and see from there, since you're oh so worried about the villa."Her words were tinged with sarcasm, a subtle jab at her mother's apparent prioritization of the contract over her safety.As Sophia was putting on her coat, Amanda approached her, her presence slicing through the tense air like a knife."Do you really believe that man is the general manager? And why would anybody want to pay the bulk amount for a villa, especially for you?" she taunted, eyeing Sophia up and down. "It can't be because he's fascinated by you. Besides, he's probably someone Caleb paid to call you and impress you. Maybe he's playing some sick game..." she mused.Sophia let out a heavy sigh, her patience wearing thin. "I won't know until I go,
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As Caleb began to walk out of the classroom, Professor Hanks reached out and grabbed his hand, stopping him in his tracks. Her eyes were filled with a mix of concern and disbelief."Caleb," she said softly but firmly, "I need you to tell me the truth. Did you steal that money?"Caleb looked down at her hand gripping his and then met her gaze. He could see the earnest plea in her eyes, the hope that he wasn't guilty. He took a deep breath, his expression calm and resolute."No, Professor Hanks," he replied quietly. "I didn't steal the money."Professor Hanks studied his face for a long moment, searching for any hint of deceit. Finally, she released his hand with a sigh, a flicker of hope still lingering in her eyes."Alright, Caleb," she said firmly, her grip still strong on his hand. "But don't stay silent like you did here. You need to defend yourself clearly when you see the headmaster. Speak the truth and avoid any unnecessary remarks. I'll do everything in my power to support you,
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Jane’s eyes were fixed on Caleb, desperately waiting for him to say something, to shout, to scream his innocence. But he remained calm and collected, his gaze never wavering from Carl. Carl, noticing Caleb's unwavering calm, smirked and turned to Mr. Henderson. "Here's the proof, sir. Now it's up to you how you deal with this thief." Mr. Henderson glanced at Professor Hanks, who was staring at Caleb in shock, unable to reconcile the calm student with the accusations against him. Mr. Henderson nodded and said, "I can't believe after all this time we've actually caught the thief red-handed. Caleb, come with me to the staffroom. We will discuss further what we should do with you with the rest of the staff." Hearing Mr. Henderson's words, some students nodded in agreement, murmuring among themselves that Caleb should be punished. The accusation seemed to fit with the recent rumors and suspicions. However, those who were close to Caleb, especially Jake, Tommy, and Jane, were filled
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The students stared at Caleb with disgust, their eyes shifting between him and the pouch on his desk. Whispers and pointed fingers only deepened the collective disdain. Many had always harbored suspicions about Caleb, simply because he was poor. Yet, in the last few months, something had changed. Caleb had started spending money freely, treating classmates to dinners in expensive restaurants, flaunting an attitude of newfound confidence. The sudden shift was startling. Now, with Jane's pouch found among his belongings, the students were convinced their suspicions were confirmed. To them, Caleb's recent spending spree must have been funded by stolen money from the college. The atmosphere was thick with judgment, the air filled with murmurs and pointed looks. No one seemed to remember the Caleb who once struggled quietly. Instead, they saw only the image of a thief, their minds made up by the damning evidence before them. "I can't believe it!" another student exclaimed, shock evident
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"Well, Carl, after an hour, you'll regret what you're doing right now, and you will pay for what you have done." Carl narrowed his eyes at Caleb momentarily and chuckled, muttering under his breath, "Is that a threat?" Caleb didn’t bother to respond, his silence conveying more than words could. Carl shrugged off Caleb's words, confident that they were meaningless. What could a loser like Caleb do anyway? Carl's smirk grew as he unzipped the bag. He knew that as soon as the money was found, there would be no escape for Caleb. The whole class fell silent, the only sound being the slow, deliberate zip opening Caleb's bag. Kenneth leaned forward on his desk, casting a quick glance at Tracy, who had a small smirk playing on her lips. They knew that any moment now, their plan would come to fruition. On the other hand, Tommy and Jake watched nervously, their anxiety palpable. But the most anxious of all was Jane, the class monitor. She couldn't shake the feeling that something was
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"I..." Caleb began, weighing his words carefully. Caleb paused for a moment, his mind racing as he processed the situation. He instinctively slid his hands into his pockets, a subtle gesture to calm his nerves. His gaze shifted towards Carl once more, observing the smug confidence etched on his face. It was becoming clear to Caleb that Carl wasn't acting on mere suspicion but had orchestrated this accusation deliberately. The reason for Carl's unwavering confidence in Caleb's guilt pointed to a calculated plan. As Caleb pondered Carl's motives, his eyes flickered briefly to his desk where his bag lay discarded underneath. He couldn't shake the sinking feeling that the money, the very evidence Carl was banking on finding, might have already been planted there. A surge of frustration and anger welled up within him, but he maintained his composure outwardly, preparing to address Professor Hanks and the rest of the class with clarity and conviction. He had been set up. As his
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Professor Hanks's hand slammed down on the table with a resounding thud, instantly quelling the rising chatter that had filled the room. "Silence!" Her authoritative command cut through the noise like a knife, demanding the attention of every student present. Once the room had settled into a tense silence, she fixed her unwavering gaze on Caleb, her expression a blend of concern and determination. "Caleb," she began, her voice firm yet tinged with curiosity, "do you have anything to say?" Her eyes bore into his, silently urging him to speak up and address the accusations that had been thrown his way. Caleb paused for a moment, gathering his thoughts before standing up. "What Carl said just now-his analysis of what could have happened-is very reasonable," he began, his voice calm and measured. "However, there is one small thing he seems to have forgotten to mention." Professor Hanks furrowed her eyebrows, clearly intrigued. "And what might that be?" she prompted, her gaze s
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Mr. Henderson straightened his tie with an air of authority, smoothing back a few nonexistent strands of hair as he smiled at Professor Hanks. "Just before you arrived, we may have made some progress regarding the thief," Mr. Henderson announced, his voice projecting across the room. He briefly glanced over at Caleb, who met his gaze with a mixture of curiosity and concern. Professor Hanks furrowed her eyebrows, her expression shifting to one of focused curiosity. Stepping closer to Mr. Henderson, she asked in a firm tone, "What progress have you made?" Mr. Henderson's smile widened slightly, relishing the attention from Professor Hanks. Leaning in slightly, he lowered his voice as if sharing a confidential matter. "Before you got here, Carl accused Caleb of being the thief." Professor Hanks's eyebrows shot up in surprise. She scanned the room until her gaze landed on Caleb, who met her look with a disbelief apprehension. Carl stood smugly with his arms folded across his ches
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Mr. Henderson's expression shifted from annoyance to cautious interest. He fixed Carl with a penetrating stare. "You know who it is, Carl? Thrn enlighten us" he demanded, his voice low and serious, cutting through the chatter in the classroom. Carl took a deep breath, steeling himself before speaking again. "It's..." He hesitated for a moment, as if weighing his words carefully. The suspense in the room was palpable, each second feeling like an eternity as everyone waited for him to continue. As tension hung thick in the air of the classroom, Carl stood up abruptly, his face wearing a confident smirk. His words cut through the silence like a knife. "The thief is amongst us," Carl declared, his voice echoing off the walls, "and he is sitting in this room right now!" A collective gasp rippled through the classroom as students exchanged shocked glances. Whispers erupted like a sudden storm, as everyone began to scrutinize their classmates with newfound suspicion. Mr. Henderson, hi
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The professor's glare bore into Jane with unmasked frustration. "Do you have any brains ! Thats what happebscwhen you dont listen!" he bellowed, his voice echoing off the classroom walls. "I explicitly warned all students on the notice board to be vigilant with their belongings, knowing there's a thief among us. Yet you, young lady, have managed to have the entire class's fees stolen. And you dare call yourself a class monitor!"His words stung like a whip cracking through the air, each syllable laced with disappointment and accusation. The classroom seemed to shrink under the weight of his condemnation, leaving Jane visibly shaken under the harsh spotlight of Professor Henderson's scrutiny.Jane stood frozen under the professor's harsh gaze, her hands trembling slightly as she tried to find her voice amidst the palpable tension in the room."I... I'm sorry, Mr. Henderson," she stammered, her words coming out in a rush. "I... I didn't mean to... I thought... I thought it would be s
