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The Richest Heir CHAPTER 14
"Amanda, come back! Amanda!" Jessica's desperate calls fell on deaf ears as Amanda got into a taxi and left.Jessica cursed under her breath, then turned to Caleb, who seemed utterly bored by the unfolding drama."Look, delivery boy..." Jessica attempted to command the situation."Oh, I intend to look.... all night," Caleb replied, allowing his eyes to leisurely trace her body from head to toe. "Now, follow me."The thought of anything remotely intimate with Caleb made her stomach churn, but she clenched her fists and did as she was told.Ten minutes later, Caleb and Jessica entered a room in the dimly lit motel.She hesitated, glancing around the cheap surroundings. "Seriously, this hotel is so cheap. Then again, what would you know about anything classy?" She clung to her arrogance, despite the fact that he had just saved her.Caleb took off his jacket and glared at her. "You better watch your words, Jessica, or I might just send you back to those gangsters and let them deal with yo
The Richest Heir CHAPTER 15
Caleb's gaze turned icy as Mario shouted, "Are you deaf? I said lick my shoes, delivery boy!"Ignoring him, Caleb eyes swept across the dimly lit room, meeting the defiant stares of each of Mario's men. Finally, his gaze settled back on Mario, a subtle smirk playing on Caleb's lips, radiating a quiet confidence that sent a shiver through the tense atmosphere of the bar."Actually, it's you who is going to lick my shoes," Caleb replied, his voice carrying a no-nonsense tone.His words echoed through the room, creating ripples of disbelief among the gangsters. Laughter erupted, but only Mario perceived it as a direct humiliation. He glared at his men, and they instantly fell silent."What did you just say?" Mario pushed the woman off his lap, standing up with a menacing look."You heard me. You will be the one licking my shoes," Caleb stated, his tone threatening.Mario, dissatisfaction written all over his face, took a deliberate step closer"Do you know who I am delivery boy.""Oh,
The Richest Heir CHAPTER 16
Caleb gazed out the car window, the passing scenery a blur, as Frank navigated the road to college."Those Bennett brothers are the worst kind. Marcus thinks he's some big shot because he's got a bit of influence in the underworld, and Mario, well, he's just a loudmouth with a penchant for causing trouble," Frank explained with a scoff. "They thrive on preying on the vulnerable, using fear to maintain their shaky dominance."His tone suggested a personal distaste for their actions and attitudes."But what irks me the most is their lack of honor. No code, no principles—just a couple of opportunistic thugs trying to act tough," he added, shaking his head in disapproval. "I've seen their kind before, and they don't deserve an ounce of respect."Frank's words painted a vivid picture of his contempt for the Bennett brothers and their lack of integrity in the criminal underworld.As the car sped through the city, Frank couldn't help but express his thoughts about Caleb."You know, Caleb,
The Richest Heir CHAPTER 17
The room's temperature surged, an unexpected warmth enveloping Caleb as he stood, utterly captivated by the enchanting image of his professor.Her lips painted a deep shade of red added a touch of allure, making her appear even more captivating as she meticulously wiped away the remnants of coffee from her body. Oblivious to the profound effect of her half-naked presence, she continued the ritual, unaware of the spell she unwittingly cast on Caleb.A full-length mirror on the wall beside the kitchen island reflected her as she engaged in a quiet celebration of self-appreciation. She delicately traced the contours of her body with a tissue, each movement accentuating her alluring curves. Catching her reflection, she turned to the side, admiring her silhouette, a smile of satisfaction playing on her lips.In a moment of genuine delight, her gaze lingered on her own reflection, particularly appreciating the results of her dedication at the gym. "Looking fabulous, Professor Hanks!" sh
The Richest Heir CHAPTER 18
Caleb, after drying both his body and hair, skillfully wrapped the towel around his waist. With the washroom door unlocked, he strolled confidently to his closet.Amid the array of freshly acquired clothes, he zeroed in on a pair of dark blue denim jeans and a polo t-shirt, his choice for the party.As he tried on the outfit, he couldn't deny he looked pretty good in the mirror.He sighed while assessing his reflection. The idea of attending a party with those rich, entitled folks who had always made him feel inferior bothered him. It was like diving into a gathering with the very people who had a knack for making him uncomfortable, leaving his stomach in knots as he imagined the event.Susan, wasn't like the other rich entitled pricks. She was a constant source of sweetness, who had gone out of her way to invite him personally, he couldn't bear to let her down, especially on her birthday. ""I'll just pop in and out," he mused.With that thought, he got ready for what promised to be
The Richest Heir CHAPTER 19
Professor Hanks advanced with deliberate steps, closing the gap until she stood nearly chest to chest with Caleb.Caleb responded with a mischievous grin, his right hand gripping her shirt tightly, poised to unleash a passionate encounter that would make her scream his name."Caleb, we really shouldn't," her voice quivered, a contradiction to her actions as she leaned into him.Her eyes revealed a mix of bewilderment, desire, and an unspoken need."Why not?" Caleb swiftly pulled her t-shirt over her head, guiding her back onto the mattress, where the cool sheet embraced her. Dark hair cascaded like a waterfall against the white pillow, and parted lips hinted at anticipation for what was to come."I'm going to take you to heaven," Caleb whispered huskily, skillfully undressing her as he explored her exposed skin."Heaven, huh?" Amusement clouded her features."Yes," he whispered in her ear, trailing his fingertips down her skin, unhooking her bra, then moving his hands to her skirt."B
The Richest Heir CHAPTER 20
As Professor Hanks delved into her lecture, Caleb's gaze involuntarily drifted to her form—a strappy black dress adorning flawless skin, her long hair elegantly gathered in a bun.As if feeling his gaze on her, she turned, chin lifting, her sweeping gaze meeting Caleb's. He didn't even contemplate looking away, unbothered by the fact that she knew he was watching. Unfazed, he didn't care if she sensed his thoughts, even the less noble ones. In that moment, he reckoned with the question—when did he become such a bastard? The answer eluded him.Caleb's gaze involuntarily traced the contours of Professor Hanks as memories of his vivid dream lingered. The black dress she adorned seemed almost tailored to accentuate every perfect curve, and Caleb found himself involuntarily licking his lips, entranced by the tantalizing thoughts beneath the fabric.Professor Hanks fixed him with an arched eyebrow, a sly smirk playing on her lips. Suddenly, it felt as if a chill ran down his spine, as if
The Richest Heir CHAPTER 21
The intense interrogation from Professor Hanks had frayed Caleb's nerves, prompting him to skip his lecture and retreat to his apartment.While making himself a sandwich, a small smile played on his lips.The amusing situations he stumbled into lately - catching glimpses of two women in various states of undress made him chuckle out loud. He couldn't help but wonder how he continually managed to find himself in such entertaining situations.Maybe it was time to get a girlfriend.With newfound wealth, Caleb felt like he could effortlessly captivate any womanAll he needed was a little bit of grooming.Tracy held the title for a while, but Caleb belatedly realized he was never truly in love with her. She was a girl focused only on material things, seeing him as a way to fulfill her whims and desires.Before inheriting his fortune, Caleb was a shy individual and lacked confidence, mainly due to his financial struggles. His days were marked by hard work to make ends meet, making the ide
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CHAPTER 243
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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CHAPTER 242
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
- The Richest Heir
CHAPTER 241
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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CHAPTER 240
"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
- The Richest Heir
CHAPTER 239
"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
- The Richest Heir
CHAPTER 238
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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CHAPTER 237
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
- The Richest Heir
CHAPTER 236
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
- The Richest Heir
CHAPTER 235
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
