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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
The Richest Heir CHAPTER 22
Caleb stormed into the classroom, his anger palpable. Determination gleamed in his eyes; Amanda was about to learn a lesson. Swiftly, he dialed Mr. Nat."Sir...""I need our company's legal prowess unleashed. Send Amanda Smith a bold invoice—$50,000. She has three days to pay, or face the consequences of arrest!""Rest assured, sir. I'll relay your commanding instructions promptly."Caleb slid his phone back into his pocket and stepped into the classroom. Laughter and chatter greeted Caleb as he entered the room, finding students scattered in animated conversations. A glance at his watch revealed five minutes remaining before the class officially commenced. Jessica, catching sight of Caleb, instinctively shrank back in her seat.Amanda, slipping past Caleb, settled beside Rebecca, her disdain for the "loser" evident."I'm in desperate need of a shower," Amanda declared, her disdain still lingering.Jessica shifted her attention away from Caleb and directed a puzzled look at Amanda.
The Richest Heir CHAPTER 23
Returning to his apartment, Caleb sought refuge in a brisk shower, determined to cleanse away the day's drama. As the water cascaded, he felt the weight of the day washing off his shoulders. After a refreshing fifteen minutes under the shower, he emerged feeling rejuvenated. Donning a crisp white t-shirt paired with sleek black track suit bottoms, he casually dried his hair with a towel before striding over to the couch, nonchalantly tossing the towel aside.Catching a glimpse of the clock, he realized that it was time for Emily's live broadcast. Swiftly retrieving his mobile, he sank into the comfort of the couch, eagerly tuning in to catch the Emily's virtual show.The broadcast had already began, but still a small smile graced Caleb's face, as he watched her sing. Undoubtedly, her voice was enchanting, and her face, equally captivating. But, having spent time with her, he knew her beauty extended beyond the surface-her soul, a reflection of true beauty.Emily's thick, dark hair
The Richest Heir CHAPTER 24
"You want me to move in with you?" The shock on Caleb's face prompted Emily to furrow her eyebrows until she grasped what he was thinking."No... um... I meant..." A blush colored her face, and she cleared her throat. "It's not what you're thinking. What I meant was that your apartment is small and not in the best condition. I have a spare bedroom that's not in use, and I just thought you could move into it.""Oh," Caleb's voice carried a hint of disappointment."I mean, I'm hardly ever home. Busy with live broadcasts that leave me exhausted, and then it's straight to bed. Cleaning up? Not really on my agenda. You could pitch in with the house chores, and we'll call it even for your rent. How does that sound?" Emily suggested, a playful smile lighting up her face.Caleb gazed at Emily, touched by her considerate proposal. Yet, he hesitated, keeping the secret of his substantial wealth hidden from her, a detail he hadn't yet disclosed."I appreciate the thought, Emily. But, you see, I
The Richest Heir CHAPTER 25
In the exclusive confines of the Royal Palm restaurant's private room, Sofia sat, her hands nervously fidgeting in her lap, the opulent surroundings amplifying her unease.Dressed in a beautiful white dress that gracefully highlighted her curves, she appeared stunning with subtle makeup enhancing her natural beauty. Her golden hair cascaded in gentle waves around her face, and her ocean-blue eyes blinked nervously as she surveyed her surroundings.Amanda, her stepsister and unwelcome chaperone, expressed discontent, her complaints echoing within the lavish ambiance. "Can't believe I have to sit here and endure this stupid ordeal, as if I don't have better things to do," Amanda grumbled, her disdain evident as she glanced around the elegantly appointed space."I mean, meeting your so-called fiancée for the first time? Which by the way, sounds absolutely absurd if you ask me. I could be getting my nails done instead," she added, exasperated."You can go if you want. I don't need a chap