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The Richest Heir CHAPTER 230
Tracy felt humiliated. She had spun her web of lies, portraying herself as the heartbroken victim of Caleb's betrayal, but Cassie had dismissed her accusations as if she were nothing more than an irritating fly. The atmosphere in the restaurant was thick with confusion and disbelief. People exchanged puzzled glances, their lunches forgotten as they tried to make sense of the scene unfolding before them. Murmurs filled the air, a chorus of incredulous whispers and muted exclamations. "Is she serious?" someone at a nearby table whispered, eyebrows raised in astonishment. "I can't believe it," another voice chimed in. "Why would a girl like Cassie still want to be with Caleb after everything Tracy just said?" "It has to be some kind of joke," a third person speculated, shaking their head. "Cassie could have anyone she wanted. Why him?" Despite the growing skepticism around her, Cassie stood her ground, her eyes fixed on Caleb. Tracy's words seemed to have little effect on her re
The Richest Heir CHAPTER 231
Tommy gripped Caleb's arm firmly, pulling him aside from the crowd in the cafeteria. He leaned in close, his voice barely above a whisper, filled with confusion and concern. "What are you doing, man? Cassie just took the initiative and proposed to you in front of everyone. Why are you saying no?" Caleb glanced at Tommy, a mixture of regret and turmoil evident in his eyes. He hesitated for a moment before responding, aware of Jake also awaiting his explanation. As he glanced at Tommy and Jake, a mix of emotions swirling in his eyes—regret, turmoil, and a touch of apprehension. How could he possibly explain the true reason behind his rejection of Cassie without divulging his secret? There were parts of his life that his friends were unaware of, and he struggled to find the right words to convey his reasons clearly. Jake leaned in closer, concern etched on his face. "Caleb, seriously, what's going on?" Jake's voice was gentle, coaxing Caleb to open up. Caleb hesitated, searching
The Richest Heir CHAPTER 232
"Well, Caleb dear, I'm sorry to break your heart yet again, but you'll have to forget about me. I do not love you, and I will never get back with a loser like you. It's impossible for me to fall in love with you, so you better give up on me. A loser like you doesn't deserve someone like me. Besides, you're nothing compared to my current boyfriend, Kenneth." Tracy smiled to herself, feeling quite satisfied. Meanwhile, Caleb rolled his eyes in exasperation, ignoring her as he sat down and stared at his now cold food. The group—Tommy, Jake, Cassie, and Jackie—settled into an eerie silence after the drama that had just unfolded. Tommy and Jake exchanged glances, both wondering if there was any truth to Tracy's claim that Caleb had rejected Cassie because he still had feelings for Tracy. Tommy furrowed his brows, his gaze shifting to Cassie, who was merely pushing her food around on her plate, and then to Caleb, who seemed completely unaffected by the recent events. Caleb ate his food
The Richest Heir CHAPTER 233
Tommy's phone buzzed, and he quickly recognized Jacob's number. He answered with a casual "Hello, Jacob, what's up, man?" Jacob's voice sounded urgent on the other end. "Tommy, are Jake and Caleb with you?" Tommy nodded instinctively, even though Jacob couldn't see him. "Yeah, they're here. Why, what's going on?" Jacob's tone grew more serious. "You all need to get back to college right now." Sensing the urgency in Jacob's voice, Tommy furrowed his brow and got up from his chair, taking a few steps away from the table. "Jacob, what's the matter? You sound worried." There was a heavy sigh on the other end of the line. "There's been another theft." "What..." Tommy exclaimed, caught off guard by the news. His mind raced with questions and concerns. "Yeah," Jacob continued, his voice tense and hurried. "And this time, it's happened in our class." Tommy's stomach tightened. "In our class? Are you serious?" "Dead serious," Jacob confirmed. "The professor is pretty worked up about i
The Richest Heir CHAPTER 234
Jackie and Cassie sat in the cinema cafeteria, the soft hum of conversations around them filling the air. Jackie stirred her drink absently, her mind clearly elsewhere. She finally turned to Cassie, unable to hold back her curiosity any longer."Are you really going to continue chasing that loser?" Jackie asked, her tone a mix of incredulity and concern.Cassie nodded with a bright smile. "Of course I am," she replied without hesitation.Jackie shook her head, baffled. "Seriously, Cassie, I don't understand you. That loser rejected you in front of so many people without a hint of guilt. Just give up already. There are plenty of other boys you can make your 'fake boyfriend'," she said, raising her fingers to make air quotes. "Who will at least be better than Caleb. Why are you so adamant that it has to be him?"Cassie sighed deeply but refused to answer, her eyes drifting to a distant point, lost in thought.Jackie's frustration was palpable as she leaned forward, her voice tinged wit
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
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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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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