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The Richest Heir CHAPTER 94
Miss Mathews' behavior towards Caleb had taken a drastic turn. The respect she showered on him half an hour ago had transformed into suspicion. Her gaze shifted to Miss Roberts, who seemed to be watching Caleb with pity in her eyes. In that moment, Miss Mathews questioned if Caleb was perhaps an actor hired by Miss Roberts to play a prank on her.She couldn't shake the suspicion that it might all be an act. Maybe he didn't even know Miss Sophia. Everything seemed dubious, especially considering Miss Roberts was the one who had called her away from the office to meet this supposedly wealthy client, eager to buy a house on the spot, all because of some girl he may or may not have known.She was definitely being pranked by Miss Roberts.Had it not been for Miss Roberts' remarks, she wouldn't have entertained the idea that the man before her could afford a house worth 1.75 million dollars. Her narrowed eyes were aimed at Miss Roberts, ready to voice her skepticism."Why assume I wasn't
The Richest Heir CHAPTER 95
Miss Mathews couldn't conceal the smirk that appeared on her lips as she nodded."Alright then, I'll let you both go, for now," she agreed readily.She believed that if Miss Roberts had committed to resigning, Caleb's ability to purchase the villa the next morning must hold significance. If proven true, it presented an opportunity for Miss Mathews to earn a considerable commission solely from that villa.On the other hand, if this was merely an act and Caleb couldn't afford the villa, she could effortlessly remove her rival from the company without any effort on her part. The prospect left her feeling quite content.Regardless of whether Caleb showed up at the office the next morning or not, it wouldn't result in any losses for Miss Mathews personally. Both seemed to be a win-win situation, and she was inclined to allow them to proceed as they pleased."Let's go, Mr. King," Miss Roberts muttered under her breath.Caleb nodded slightly and began to move away from Miss Mathews."Caleb?
The Richest Heir CHAPTER 96
"Are you absolutely certain about this, Cassie?" she asked, her voice sharp with authority.Cassie's frustration was palpable as she reiterated the truth of her words. "Yes, Amy, it's all true. Why would I fabricate such a story? If you doubt me, go to Castle College yourself and inquire about Caleb. You'll find out everything you need to know."Miss Mathews's expression turned frosty as she absorbed Cassie's words, her gaze flickering between Caleb and Miss Roberts. Anger and betrayal simmered in her eyes as her hands clenched tightly at her sides.Miss Mathews's eyes bore into Miss Roberts with a combination of anger and disappointment. The sales department staff looked on, eager to witness the unfolding drama."You don't need to wait until tomorrow," Miss Mathews declared, her voice cutting through the tension in the air. "It's painfully clear that the man you brought in is nothing more than a pauper. He can't even afford a flower pot, let alone the villa he claimed he'd buy. Trash
The Richest Heir CHAPTER 97
"Understood, Mr. King. Unfortunately, I'm currently on a business trip. However, I'll contact the bank manager and have him deliver a blank cheque to you right away. You can fill in the amount as needed. Could you please provide me with the details?""Of course, Mr. Nat. I'll text you the details now," Caleb assured before disconnecting and promptly sending the necessary information to Mr. Nat.The reply arrived swiftly:"I'll dispatch a representative from the bank, with the blank cheque to your location immediately."Caleb smirked as he read the message, then casually returned his mobile to his pocket. While he could have retrieved his bank card by going home, he didn't want to waste any more time disproving Cassie and her sister's accusations. Calling Mr. Nat to arrange for the immediate cheque, was his way of swiftly countering their claims and demonstrating that he was not a fraud.Caleb considered that if he had left to retrieve his card, there was a high likelihood that one or
The Richest Heir CHAPTER 98
"I've got it... I've got it..." Mr. Anderson responded hastily, lifting his briefcase and opening it. He retrieved the cheque."Mr. King, here's the blank cheque. Mr. Nat has already conveyed that you'll be filling in the amount yourself. Mr. Nat is a valued customer of our bank, and this cheque is valid. You're free to write any amount without limits," Mr. Anderson explained with respect.Caleb accepted the cheque, his eyes fixed on Miss Mathews. With a subtle smile, he approached her, handing over the cheque."Why don't you do the honors? Write down the figures for 1.75 million dollars on this cheque. Once that's done, we can proceed to sign the contract. Time is money, and I'm eager to finalize the deal for the villa," he stated casually.Miss Mathews just stood still, glaring at him.A small chuckle escaped from Miss Roberts as she walked over to Caleb, standing by his side. She then turned her attention towards Miss Mathews with a pointed look."Miss Mathews, have you suddenly go
The Richest Heir CHAPTER 99
Cassie's eyes narrowed as she turned to her sister, her voice firm and resolute. "Amy, do you realize what they've done? It's illegal to impersonate a bank employee and present a fake cheque. We need to call the police right now and have both Caleb and Mr. Anderson arrested for fraud. Who knows how many people they've already deceived with this act?"Miss Mathews nodded in agreement, her anger fueling her determination. "You're right, Cassie. We can't let them get away with this. Let's call the police and put an end to their deceitful scheme once and for all."The salesgirls, fueled by Cassie's suggestion, nodded vigorously and began to chant in unison, "Call the police! Call the police!" Their voices echoed through the showroom, a united call for action against what they perceived as fraud and deception.As the chant to call the police grew louder, Miss Roberts's eyes widened in panic. She turned to Mr. Anderson, desperation evident in her voice."Mr. Anderson, you have to do somet
The Richest Heir CHAPTER 100
Mr. Jackson's eyes flared with a simmering anger as he shifted his gaze away from Mr. Anderson, his ire directed towards his staff."Mr. Jackson," a voice carrying a steely edge, called from behindMiss Roberts stepped forward, her voice quivering with a mixture of frustration and dismay."Mr. Jackson, I was the one who personally invited Mr. King to explore our new villa offerings. But since his arrival, he has been subjected to nothing but disrespect from my colleagues," she lamented, her tone heavy with disappointment."He was even threatened with arrest for fraud, and they were on the brink of calling the police, just becauseof the way he was dressed!" Miss Roberts added, her voice resonating with disappointment.Mr. Jackson listened attentively, his expression grave as he absorbed her words."You're absolutely correct," he affirmed, his voice carrying a solemn authority. "Regardless of who walks through these doors, they deserve to be treated with dignity and respect." His words
The Richest Heir CHAPTER 101
"Miss Mathews," his voice sliced through the tense atmosphere like ice.She blinked rapidly, trying to compose herself as she swallowed hard, feeling a lump form in her throat."Do you recall what I mentioned earlier? The consequences if I were to acquire the villa?" he asked, his tone firm and unyielding.Caleb's words sent a shiver down Miss Mathews' spine, filling her with dread. She was worried that he might insist on her resignation.In reality, Miss Mathews didn't care much for her job. She had a wealthy boyfriend with an amazing background. However, the thought of resigning due to her mistake and losing to Miss Roberts was deeply embarrassing, especially in front of the rest of the staff.If she were to resigned now it would be too shameful.Even amidst the undeniable evidence, Miss Mathews stubbornly clung to her disbelief regarding the authenticity of the cheque.Miss Mathews couldn't fathom how a man dressed so poorly could have amassed such wealth. Even Cassie, standing b