In the midst of heavy breathing and seething anger, Carl shot a glare at Caleb, who remained composed. "You better watch yourself, Caleb," Carl muttered through gritted teeth.Tommy, trying to maintain a calm atmosphere, addressed the situation."Carl, i think Caleb's right. This is between him and Jessica. It's not our place to get involved. Let it go, Carl."Jake added his voice to the mix, firm yet composed. "Exactly, you need to ease up, Carl. Let Caleb and Jessica handle their own business. And seriously, move away from the entrance. You've blocked it for too long now."Carl, though visibly furious, begrudgingly stepped back, shooting one last venomous look at Caleb. The air in the room still crackled with tension as the students watched the confrontation unfold, uncertain of what might happen next.As Tommy and Jake intervened, standing by Caleb's side, a surge of gratitude and warmth washed over him. Watching his friends assertively support him, Caleb felt a deep sense of appr
Caleb's words, suggesting she tell about that night, hit Jessica hard, making her wish she hadn't provoked him earlier. She regretted mocking him harshly, because now, she stood in the limelight, surrounded by whispers and stifled laughter in the classroom, she found herself stuck in the mess she unwittingly created. The familiar surroundings suddenly felt strange, and Jessica couldn't shake the feeling that her own words had landed her in this tough spot. Had Caleb chosen to stay silent, Carl and the others wouldn't have become so agitated and confronted him.But now, Caleb was looking at her asking her to tell everyone that she had met up with him that night, taken off her clothes and wanted to sleep with him in front of all the whole classroom.A lump formed in Jessica's throat. She realized that if she admitted the truth now, would turn her into the laughing stock of the entire college, leaving her with little hope for ever lookinganyonein the eye.As Jessica felt the weight o
I can't believe she slapped Carl. He was just trying to help, and now everything's chaotic.""This is like a soap opera. I thought Carl was the good guy, but Jessica's reaction is making everything so confusing.""I'm genuinely surprised. Carl was defending her, and she slapped him? What's happening in this class?""Jessica's actions just added more drama to an already chaotic situation. Now everyone's even more bewildered."Carl's gaze remained fixed on her, a sense of betrayal settling in the pit of his stomach that he couldn't shake off.Caleb watched with amusement as Carl stood in disbelief, a smirk playing on Caleb's lips. The irony of the situation wasn't lost on him—Carl, who had been defending Jessica from the beginning, now found himself at the receiving end of a slap instead of receiving any praise. Caleb couldn't help but think that maybe Carl deserved it for being such a suck-up.Everyone anticipated that Carl would turn against Jessica after the slap. He stared at her w
The fact that he had used the money on seemingly frivolous endeavors, such as treating everyone to an expensive restaurant and rescuing two women who had never given him the time of day, left them questioning his decision-making. They pondered why, if Caleb had initially intended to invest the money, he hadn't followed through with that plan.Tommy, Jake, and Jane found themselves puzzled by Caleb's financial decisions. They wondered if Caleb's lifelong experience of financial struggle had influenced his newfound approach to wealth. Perhaps, they speculated, his lack of familiarity with substantial sums led him to spend it in a seemingly extravagant manner.Despite their confusion about Caleb's choices—especially using a significant portion of the money on people who hadn't treated him kindly—they acknowledged the reasonableness of his explanation. Jane couldn't help but express her frustration, "Caleb, why spend your winnings on unnecessary things like treating a large group at a r
Soon, the remaining students gradually rose from their seats, preparing to depart. The drama had reached its conclusion, leaving no reason to linger.In the quiet aftermath, only Kenneth, Carl, and Tracy remained. Their attention converged on a single figure—Jessica."What's happening between you, Jessica, and Caleb? Is he thrash you with something? Or does he know some secret of yours, and you're afraid he might expose it?" Tracy inquired, puzzled by Jessica's uncharacteristic behavior. It was a far cry from the feisty Jessica she had known for years.Jessica locked eyes with Tracy. The room was pregnant with suspense as Kenneth and Carl waited for her response, hanging on to every moment of the impending revelation. A heavy silence lingered.Jessica, with a heavy heart, shook her head and broke the silence."Caleb isn't holding anything over me, and he's not aware of any secrets I might have. The truth is, I owe him $50,000," she admitted, her shoulders sagging, as she cast a help
Caleb sat in the passenger seat of Frank's car during the afternoon, carefully examining the documents spread out before him. Sunlight filtered through the windows, casting a warm glow on the pages and creating an atmosphere of focused diligence. Frank, behind the wheel, observed Caleb's reactions, aware of the daylight illuminating the details of their secretive discussion.Calebs face contorted into a frown as he lifted his gaze to meet Frank's, his brow furrowing in confusion. The William from the previous night at Emily's seems conspicuously absent from all official documents."Have you thoroughly covered every individual named William at Castle College?" He sets down the documents, questioning with a stern demeanor."I assure you, my data on fourth-year students named William is comprehensive and accurate, complete with pictures," Frank responds confidently.Caleb murmured in frustration, "If that's the case, why isn't the William I'm searching for here in these documents?" He
As he reached for the doorknob of his apartment, poised to insert the key, his phone chimed with an incoming call.RINGRINGRINGAnticipating an update from Frank, Caleb retrieved his mobile from his pants pocket and briskly swiped the answer button, disregarding the caller ID."Frank, what's the latest?" he inquired, only to be greeted by a distinctly alluring voice on the other end – a voice he instantly recognized as Miss Roberts, the showroom manager who had condescended to him.The sultry tone, echoing through the phone, brought back vivid memories of the manager at the showroom – her disdainful glances and dismissive attitudes still vivid in Caleb's mind. With the realization of who was on the other end of the line sinking in, Caleb braced himself for the unexpected conversation. What could she possibly want?Undoubtedly, Miss Roberts possessed an alluring charm. Despite her mature appearance and being older than Caleb by quite a few years, she had maintained a flawless figure
"Are you the Emily from the live life broadcasting room?" questioned the unknown man in a gentle tone, Emily attempting to free her arm from Harry's grasp."Yes, that's me!" she retorted with a glare. "Now, let go of my arm."Under Mr. Chan's commanding gaze, Harry complied and released her. Emily glared fiercely between the two men, while Mr. Chan let out a heavy sigh.Emily massaged her wrist, her gaze fixed on the stranger."Look...." Mr Chan began to say."No! You look! I've made up my mind. I'll do whatever you want – I'll sign the contract with Mr. Chan's company or anything else. Just promise to stay away from me and my friends," she reluctantly uttered. Realizing her vulnerability against these individuals, she had no option but to comply with their demands.Mr. Chan, recalling Frank Cole's threat, manages a small, nervous smile at Emily."Emily, there seems to be a misunderstanding here," he stammers. "I'm Mr. Chan. We've been in touch through the broadcasting room."Emily st