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The Richest Heir CHAPTER 128
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,
The Richest Heir CHAPTER 131
"I understand the reputation of your company, Mr. Jackson, but I still have some reservations," she admitted, her voice tinged with uncertainty. "I'm particularly troubled by the mysterious benefactor who covered the cost of the villa," Sophia expressed, her brow furrowed in concern. "It's quite remarkable, isn't it? The idea that someone would offer such a substantial sum without any apparent ulterior motives is rather perplexing. I can't help but wonder what their intentions might be, or if there's some hidden agenda behind such generosity."Feeling a bit overwhelmed by Sophia's persistent questioning about the identity of the person who paid for the villa, Mr. Jackson unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, trying to alleviate the slight feeling of suffocation. He knew he couldn't reveal Caleb's name, so instead, he redirected the conversation. "It's getting late," he said, mustering a friendly smile. "Why don't you follow me to the meeting room, and we can take a look at the c
The Richest Heir CHAPTER 132
Mr Jackson stood there shocked.Unsigned contract in hand.He couldn't fathom how she could just give up an opportunity worth almost 3 million dollars over a single name. He knew that if she didn't sign the contract, Mr. King would be displeased. After all, he had specifically instructed Mr. Jackson to ensure that Miss Walters acquired the villa, no matter what it took.Mr. Jackson stood there, unsure of his next move, his thoughts a jumble of frustration and concern.Amanda stormed out of the showroom, calling out Sophia's name angrily as she hurried to catch up with her in her heels."Sophia, wait!" Amanda shouted, her voice laced with frustration. "You can't just walk away from this opportunity!"Amanda rushed over and grabbed Sophia's hand tightly, her voice escalating with each word. "You're so high and mighty, Sophia! Your stubbornness could cost us the villa! What am I supposed to tell my friends, huh? And worse, Daddy will be furious, and so will your mother!"Sophia remain
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Mr Jackson just stood there, looking lost for words, staring at Sophia as she enters the car.Turning back to Mr. Jackson, Amanda assures him, "Hold onto the contract. I'll find a way to bring Sophia back, one way or another."Mr. Jackson's face twisted with a blend of frustration and desperation as he dashed towards the car, determined to make one final plea to the stubborn woman, ignoring Amanda completely.Sophia sighed as Mr. Jackson approached the passenger side and knocked on the window. Rolling it down, she listened to his plea, "Miss Walters, please," he urged, his voice strained with urgency. "Think about what this villa could mean for you and your family. It's a rare opportunity, one that could shape your future. Trust me when I say the benefactor is a good person. There's no hidden agenda here, just a generous gesture. Don't let a single name stand in the way of your dreams. Please, reconsider. I just...." but Sophia interrupted him before he could finish speaking."I
The Richest Heir CHAPTER 134
Emily and William sat at a table tucked away in the corner of the small restaurant. Emily tentatively nibbled at the spicy food, her lips tingling with each bite. She reached for her glass of water frequently, needing to soothe the fiery sensation in her mouth. Her eyes scanned the small restaurant, observing a few people leisurely enjoying their meals, seemingly unfazed by the piquant Indian dishes. The unfamiliar flavors of the spicy cuisine left her unsettled, a reminder of her infrequent encounters with such fiery fare.Between sips, she couldn't help stealing glances at William, intrigued by his demeanor and behavior.Reflecting on William's behavior at the Royal Palm Restaurant, Emily found it difficult to reconcile the generous King who showered her with gifts in the broadcasting room with the man sitting across from her. His behavior was perplexing, particularly during the incident with the fine. She couldn't ignore the telltale beads of sweat dotting his forehead as he ha
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"And trust takes time to build. I want to believe that you're genuine, but I need more than just words. I need to see your actions match your promises."William's expression fell as Emily's words sank in, extinguishing the flames of his excitement and fantasies. The reality of her cold and distant tone struck him like a bucket of icy water, dousing the flames of his plans. He had underestimated her resolve and determination, and now his hopes of an easy victory were dwindling with each passing moment.Emily's disappointment was palpable as she looked at William, her eyes reflecting a mix of hurt and disbelief. She had hoped for so much more, believed in the possibility of something deeper between them. Yet, his suggestion shattered those hopes, revealing a side of him she hadn't expected so soon. The weight of her disappointment hung heavy in the air, overshadowing any remaining spark of excitement she had felt earlier. She had given him a chance to prove himself, to show who he r