"We're highly honored to have Miss Beauty—the irresistible temptation, Cassandra—and the altruistic nigga—the only millionaire student, Kanye West—tonight!" he announced. There was a massive stir at the moment, and immediately Cassandra and Kanye climbed the stage. "Ladies and gentlemen, let's make some noise for the two lovebirds among us!" The duo was parading as the MC was hailing them. DJ, play some music for them; let's do this; let's make it happen!" The MC remarked. The DJ played a famous song and turned on the volume higher; the rhythms filled the room, which made it hard for anyone to easily hear each other. Cassandra and Kanye started dancing to the rhythms of the music, followed by the crowd, each with their partner. They danced, and she started twerking. This caused most boys there to be carried away because her ass was at the point of being seen completely due to the mini gown that had a high thigh slit. She began to lose control over herself as she was delighted t
Cassandra stood there looking perplexed; she didn't know how to handle the situation. Though they perform all sorts of dirty acts in the club and it doesn't get past the club building, she knows perfectly well that the school would be set ablaze if she went on with the act. However, she has no choice; she couldn't reject it as her boyfriend has already accepted it. The party continued, and it would be a few more minutes before the party would be over. Cassandra's heart was already beating hard. "Yo, ladies and gentlemen, the party is coming to an end. I hope you all were entertained. In the meantime, let's not forget Cassandra is going to have a nightstand with that young man; it could be you next time," the MC uttered. Finally, it was over; everyone was already drunk, and the hall was filled with the redolence of alcohol and cigarettes. Kanye was seen looking drunk as well, whilst Cassandra wasn't; this was because of the issue that left her disheartened—the promise Kanye, her boy
Before he could finish his statement, his phone started ringing. Curious about who the caller could be, he sighed and stretched his hand on the mini table to pick up the phone. "Hopefully, this would be a nice call because I've already had enough of a rough day for today," he lamented and gazed at the door, making sure Cassandra had vamoosed. He checked the name written on his phone screen and was delighted that it was his friend; however, he was worried if everything was okay with him for calling him at such an hour; it was already late, nearly ten o'clock p.m. "Hello, buddy... oh that... don't worry, I'll storm the event; see you there," he hung up. It was Andrea who called him; he reminded him that the date of the charity program was rapidly approaching and asked him if he would attend. Little did he know that Rex had since planned how to attend the event and set up the three different schools that would join them ablaze with his action. Already feeling sleepy, he dropped the p
"I'm really sorry that I came without your awareness," Jackson pleaded. "I got a phone call from him saying he tried calling you but you didn't pick up his call," he explained. "So that led you both to come here, I put it to you, Jackson, you've been spying on me," he said, smirking. "Do you think I've forgotten the incident that happened on that early morning — the morning I encountered you at the staircase, and you fretted as you saw me?" he added. "So you think I'm too young to be easily fooled?" He questioned.There was a clear, confused expression written on the manager's face. He wondered what resulted in those words Rex was saying; he wasn't even excited to see him or ask him about the car they agreed he would deliver to him. Was it even his fault? He tried calling Rex as he instructed him so he could tell him his new address, but ended up being snubbed. 'Young master, please don't get me wrong, we're here for your car; I took him to your apartment, but we didn't see you, so
"Good day, sir. You appear to be confused. Have you had any negative experiences with our services?" The woman at the reception center inquired. Rex sighed as he realized someone had noticed his misbehavior. "No, nothing at all," he said, trying to cover up his embarrassing attitude. He didn't want them to notice he was a local chap. He approached the receptionist and requested a card, as he saw others coming out with cards. "How much did you say it cost?" Rex asked, making sure he heard the lady right because he thought the price he just heard from her was a mistake."$2,000, sir," the lady remarked. Rex raised his eyebrow in shock; he never imagined there could be a place where people spend so much money just for a haircut. Immediately, he remembered where he was— it was the barbershop where almost all the inmates of New Heaven Estate cut and styled their hair. He gulped and requested the card. The woman handed him the card back after deducting $2,000 from it — the credit card
It was early morning, about 6:00 p.m., and Rex woke up to see his phone ringing. When he answered the phone call, the news he heard astounded him. "Unbelievable! So early?" Rex exclaimed as he stepped out of his house to meet the man humbly standing, waiting for him to come out. "No wonder, I heard a horn that sounded as if it was from this building, but I ignored it as I concluded it could be the car of another estate inmate," Rex said with a joyful expression. The manager of De Chris Automobiles has finally delivered the brand-new car. It was a sleek sports car that had all the features he could ever desire: GPS, heated seats, a sunroof, and a sound system that could vibrate your eardrums. He was filled with gratitude, thankfully, as no one was awake yet to see the car because he hated showing off life. He could not wait for the next day for him to drive to the charity event; thankfully, he was an errand boy, and this had helped him learn how to drive; if not, he would be enroll
Without much delay, the event started, and the three schools were all in different sections. Kingston University had its stand, the same as the two other schools that attended the event.Different activities were performed, not excluding entertainment, to make the event lively. Finally, it reached the most important activity, which is even the main reason he came: time for donations.The head of staff stood up and addressed the crowd. "Ladies and gentlemen, the honorable staff of UK University, Imperial College, and others, I'm standing on the existing protocol to thank you all for attending this event and dedicating your time and efforts to make sure it happens.We're moving to the next program, which is donations for charitable organizations, to help bring a good life to those suffering from anxiety and poverty," he remarked.The donations started, and different big guys trooped into the cashier and started making donations; some were presenting cash while most were making bank trans
Rex drove back to his apartment feeling relished; he really enjoyed the event and became more satisfied as he reminisced about how all eyes were glued on his car as he drove in."Wow, this feels so good; being rich is really good; life is sweeter when you have money," he muttered as he was munching the Kobe beef A5 Wagyu Tomahawk, which is the highest quality beef made from a specific type of cattle from a certain region of Japan, with a chilled bottle of wine he brought out from his refrigerator."Come to think of it, it's time I look for a chef, for I will not continue buying food daily. What if they plot to poison me if they eventually find out the truth about me?" he mumbled.Unexpectedly, his phone rang. Curious about who it might be, he quickly gulped the sandwich in his mouth so he could answer the call freely."Hello, yes, Rex Humphrey, yes, the grandson of Mr. Alphonsus, the CEO of Alphonsus and Co. LTD., what do you mean? Ok, I'll be there tomorrow," he concluded and ended th