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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
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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
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William, wait," she pleaded again, her voice softer this time, tinged with regret.With a practiced mask of upset and anger, William turned to Emily, opening the passenger door of his car. "Get in," he instructed curtly, his tone firm. "I'll drop you home immediately."Emily stood there, her gaze fixed on him, her fingers fidgeting nervously. She could sense the tension thick in the air, the weight of her words hanging heavily between them."William," she called out softly, her voice trembling with sincerity. As he turned to look at her, his expression devoid of emotion, she took a deep breath."I'm really sorry," she began, her words earnest and heartfelt. "I shouldn't have jumped to any conclusions about you. I didn't stop to think. I misunderstood you." Her tone was innocent, every word dripping with genuine remorse.Emily walked up to William, her footsteps hesitant as she approached him. "William," she began, her voice filled with sincerity. "I... I shouldn't have said those th
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Emily shook her head, trying to dispel the dizziness and drowsiness that clouded her senses. As Emily's gaze fell upon the water bottle clutched in her hand, she felt a sudden blur cloud her vision, distorting the once clear image. A wave of suspicion rippled through her, sending shivers down her spine. She couldn't shake the unsettling feeling that something was terribly wrong with the water William had given her.Before taking the sip from the water bottle William had handed her, Emily had felt perfectly fine. However, now, with the unsettling dizziness and the haze clouding her thoughts, she couldn't help but suspect that there was something amiss with the water. The mere thought sent a shiver down her spine, her stomach twisting into knots with unease as she contemplated the possibility of foul play.With a trembling hand, she glanced at William, her eyes filled with a mix of fear and accusation. Holding her head to steady herself, she blinked away the tears that threatened
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"HelpHelpHelp"As Emily struggled to summon her voice, a feeble whimper escaped her lips, barely audible against the roar of the engine. William's laughter filled the car, mocking her futile attempt for help."No one is going to save you from me tonight," he sneered, his tone dripping with malice. "But, I promised to be gentle," he murmured with a chilling edge to his voice, a twisted smirk curling his lips. The sinister promise lingered in the air, punctuated by a hollow laugh that sent shivers down Emily's spine.As the car continued to drive, Emily felt herself teetering on the edge of consciousness. The darkness closed in around her, enveloping her in its cold embrace. With a final, desperate gasp, she closed her eyes, succumbing to the darkness and the cruel fate that awaited her.After twenty more minutes of driving, William finally arrived at the hotel he had booked beforehand. His gaze swept across the hotel building, scanning its exterior for any signs of movement or sur
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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
