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The Richest Heir CHAPTER 169
Unbelievable. You really are unbelievable." Caleb looked at her, a mixture of confusion and hurt clouding his features. He couldn't understand why she was suddenly so angry with him, and it weighed heavily on his mind as he searched for an explanation in her eyes. But Emily's gaze remained guarded, her emotions masked behind a veil of frustration and disappointment. "I know you've always had feelings for me," Emily began, her voice tinged with regret. "And I've said some truly awful things to you when I was with William. I could tell you were jealous, and I'm sorry for that. Despite everything, I've always had a good impression of you. Even though you're just an ordinary guy, and not wealthy, I've always seen you as a good person. You've been kind and supportive to me. If you had confessed your feelings, I might have even considered your proposal." She paused, her words hanging in the air before she continued, her tone turning colder. "But after finding out today that you'
The Richest Heir CHAPTER 170
As Caleb rode in the taxi to the college, he stared out of the window, his mind swirling with thoughts. The events of the day had left him feeling bewildered and disheartened. The accusation from Emily, believing he was aome sort of gigolo, and the looming possibility of Amanda spreading rumors had cast a shadow over him. He couldn't help but wonder how his life had taken such a sudden turn. On one hand, Emily's sudden mistrust had shaken him to the core. How could she so easily believe such baseless accusations? On the other hand, he dreaded the thought of facing Sophia. If Amanda were to relay her misconstrued version of events to Sophia, how would she react? Would she doubt him too? Despite knowing that nothing untoward had happened, the mere thought of Amanda's insinuations staining his reputation filled him with anxiety. Caleb couldn't shake off the feeling of impending doom as the taxi rolled on towards the college, each passing moment adding to his apprehension. As C
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It hit him like a ton of bricks: they suspected him of being the culprit. The recent windfall from his lottery win had put him under a spotlight, casting doubt on his innocence. Caleb's eyes darted between his friends, a mix of irritation and hurt in his gaze as he disregarded the stares from the rest of the group. Focusing on Tommy and Jake, he analyzed their faces closely."Did you bring up the lottery earlier because you believed I might have been involved in the theft?" he inquired with a tinge of bitterness, his disappointment palpable in his voice.Caleb was struck by a wave of pain that cut deep into his heart. It was disheartening to see others hold such a low opinion of him, but what hurt the most was that his closest friends would accuse him of such a thing. Tommy's eyes widened in surprise, clearly taken aback by the accusation."Oh no, Caleb, that's not what we meant at all," Tommy quickly interjected, his voice filled with genuine concern."I wasn't doubting you, I was s
The Richest Heir CHAPTER 172
Miss Roberts entered the room with a commanding presence, her heels clicking sharply against the floor, echoing authority. As she made her way to the front of the class, her gaze swept over each student, assessing them with a keen eye. With practiced ease, she placed her stack of books on the table, the weight of her expectations palpable in the air. Each movement was deliberate, each glance piercing, leaving no doubt that she was in control of the room. Miss Roberts gracefully slipped off her jacket, revealing a shoulder-strap shirt underneath. With a fluid motion, she hung the jacket on the back of her chair, revealing a hint of her slender figure. Her sleek skirt with a subtle slit on the side, offering a glimpse of her milky sexy legs. Despite the sexy attire, her commanding presence remained unchanged, leaving an indelible impression on all who were fortunate enough to be in her presence. As Miss Roberts began to walk between the aisles of the students' desks, the sharp
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Kenneth leaned slightly towards his friends, a mischievous smirk curling on his lips. "Carl, are you ready?" he whispered, his voice low but charged with anticipation.Carl glanced at Kenneth, returning the smirk with equal mischief. "Kenneth, you bet I'm ready," he replied, his eyes glinting with a hint of malice.Carl's grin widened mischievously as he leaned in closer to his friend, his voice barely above a whisper amid the murmurs of the classroom. "Guess what, Kenneth? The class monitor just finished collecting the class fee. And you know where the money is?"Kenneth's eyebrows shot up in silent inquiry,'Where?'"In her school bag."Kenneth's eyes sparked with excitement, a knowing smirk playing on his lips. "Well, well, well, interesting. So what's the plan then?" he asked, his curiosity piqued, eager to hear Carl's next move.Carl leaned in closer, ensuring that Tracy and Jessica were out of earshot, before outlining their scheme with a sense of urgency. Rubbing his hands
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Jessica, catching the tail end of Carl's conversation with Tracy, furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. She leaned in closer, her curiosity piqued. "You'll handle what, Carl?" she asked, her voice laced with intrigue. Carl's smile widened slightly at Jessica's question, a hint of mischief dancing in his eyes. "Oh, just some minor details," he replied vaguely, his tone casual. "Nothing for you to worry about, Jess." When Carl remained tight-lipped despite Jessica's persistent prodding, she sighed in resignation and shrugged her shoulders. Resuming her focus on her notebook, she returned to her work with determined concentration. Carl couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt at keeping Jessica in the dark, but he knew he couldn't risk her intervening and thwarting his plans. The memory of Caleb's cruel accusation against Jessica in front of the entire class burned in his mind, igniting a fierce desire for revenge. He clenched his fists, his jaw set with determination. He would
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As the bell chimed, indicating the end of class, Miss Roberts stood up from her desk with authority. She spoke to the students, her voice strong and commanding. "Don't forget, your assignments are due on Monday, and there will be no exceptions. Failing to finish your assignment will lead to a zero." With a final glance around the room, Miss Roberts gathered her books, the sound of her heels clicking on the marbled tile floor reverberating in the classroom. Her attitude radiated confidence as she made her way to the door, her hips swaying subtly with each step. The students observed her departure, a mix of admiration and apprehension in their gazes. Despite the excitement of the upcoming weekend, the reminder of the approaching assignment deadline lingered in the air, a sign of the academic standards they were expected to meet. Jake let out a wistful sigh as he watched Miss Roberts exit the classroom, his admiration clear on his face. "Wow Man, our teacher is seriously the m
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Tommy and Jake shared a puzzled look, their brows furrowing in confusion, as Caleb glanced at them before turning his attention to Professor Roberts. "Professor Roberts, is everything alright?" Caleb asked, a note of concern creeping into his voice as he addressed her directly. Professor Roberts's gaze briefly flickered to Tommy and Jake before settling on Caleb. With a calm yet determined tone, she addressed him directly. "Caleb, would you mind coming with me for a moment? I need to discuss something with you," she said, her voice carrying a sense of urgency. Caleb nodded, his expression respectful and attentive. "Of course, Professor Roberts," he replied promptly, Without another word or a backward glance, Professor Roberts turned on her heel and exited the classroom, leaving Caleb to follow in her wake. Caleb swiftly slung his bag over his shoulder. As he hurried to catch up with Professor Roberts, he called back to his friends, "Catch you guys later," before exiting the
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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
