"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
"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 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
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
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,
"I have explained it many times. I am an orphan and have no relatives. How can I inherit a so-called huge inheritance?" "Besides, I am a poor, and deceiving me is just a waste of time for you!" "I'm busy at work, please you and your 'colleagues' stop harassing me, or I’ll call the police!" At the entrance of the Eden Grand Hotel, Caleb King, wearing a red uniform, hung up the phone impatiently and blocked the number. It was already the tenth scam call he had received since this morning! . What’s wrong with these phone scammers? Why insist on deceiving a poor guy who is deeply in debt? Even their excuses for deceiving him were just as lame and stupid! How can an orphan get a huge inheritance of more than one trillion dollars? What a ridiculous trick! "But if I had a trillion dollars, I would definitely buy the Eden Grand Hotel and have good time in the most expensive presidential suite with Tracy!" Looking up at the splendid Eden Hotel, Caleb murmured enviously. It is the mo
As soon as the door opened, a hot and seductive woman appeared. Caleb’s eyes subconsciously swept over the two plump “hemispheres” on her upper body, as well as her graceful slender legs in black stockings. However, he averted her gaze when Caleb saw the woman’s face. "Mrs. Hattie, you... Well, it’s really a nice day today! Anything I can do for you?" Caleb touched his head and asked with some embarrassment and worry. "Little Caleb, have you think about how to pay the rent?" Mrs. Hattie spoke, her voice of seduction, and the desire in her fiery eyes were like burning Magma that was going to melt him. Caleb was startled, thinking that it would be better if she really came to him for the rent... "Mrs. Hattie, my salary is about to be paid. Could you please give me one more week?" Caleb took his courage and asked cautiously. "You have no money?! Caleb, considering that you are a college student, I have already given you half a month's grace! Now you want me to give you an extr
Two o'clock in the afternoon, outside the Knight Building, located in the most luxurious area of the city center.Caleb looked at the luxury cars parked by the roadside. The social elites coming and going were also very well-dressed.In comparison, he was like a beggar, out of tune with this place."Sorry, you can't beg here!"As soon as Caleb entered the building, he was stopped by a security guard immediately."I'm not a beggar!" Caleb explained angrily."We are also not allowed to deliver food here!"Glancing at Caleb's attire, the security guard was surprised to find that he was not a beggar but a delivery boy. He frowned but still stretched out his hand to prevent Caleb from entering the building."I'm also not here to make the delivery! I'm here to find someone!""Then do you have any appointment? Who made the appointment with you?" The security guard stared at him and asked confusedly."Jack Nat! He told me his name was Jack Nat and asked me to come to the 49th floor of this bu