Darren frowned, his lips pressing into a thin line. He knew how he had worked hard to secure the signatures, how dare Adrian claim they were fake. “What do you mean the signatures are forged? All the signatures are genuine,” he snapped, his voice thick with concealed anger.Adrian shot him an accusing scowl and let out a sly chuckle. “What do you take us for—children? If you’re going to lie next time, at least think it through and don’t be so dramatic. You should’ve said five signatures; maybe then I could’ve forced myself to believe you.”Whipping his head around, Adrian stepped closer to the old man, whose face was twisted in confusion. In a persuasive tone, he continued, “Professor Lincoln, this deceitful student didn’t get a single signature last year. Now, all of a sudden, he claims to have thirty—including the president’s. The president! And we’re expected to believe they’re genuine? The only reasonable explanation is that every last one of those signatures is fake.”Darren bec

“Professor Lincoln,” Clara called. When she had the old man’s attention, she went on to whisper in a feigned, concerned tone, “Sir, it will be a stain on the university’s reputation when news gets out that a student of the institution forged signatures and made fake clips impersonating the president and other high-profile individuals. That is why you should call the school security to take him to the VC’s office and have him expelled before the police arrives. In that way, the reputation of the university will be saved.”Professor Lincoln’s face twitched. He caressed his white beard thoughtfully for a few seconds. After a while, he sighed and said in a hoarse tone. “Darren, you’ve been a good student, but what you’ve done is unforgivable. As such, I will have no choice but to do as Clara said and take you to the Vice Chancellor. It will be for the best if you’re not our student by the time police arrives to arrests you”.With that he removed his phone and called security. When he hun

The naïve girl in front of the class was Rebecca. She was an unfortunate girl who happened to come from a poor background.She grew up without parents. The only family she had was her grandmother—a sick, bedridden old woman. To keep food on the table and be able to afford her grandmother’s medications, Rebecca took part time jobs. Every day after closing from school, while other students were resting, she was out working as a waitress in a local cafeteria or doing other menial tasks just to earn a few bucks. If not for the scholarship the university afforded to brilliant but unfortunate students like her, it would’ve been impossible for her to afford the tuition fee to school here. She and Darren were considered the poorest students in the class.Because of her background, most girls considered her unworthy of friendship and avoided associating with her. They ridiculed her for not being able to afford the latest wigs, clothes, handbags, and makeup, mocking her unfashionable lifestyl

A short, cruel laugh escaped Clara. “The only place I’ll attend Rebecca’s birthday party is in your imagination. Even if I am dead and my corpse is dragged there, I will somehow wake up” she sneered. She shot him a confident look and continued smugly, “Mark my words—nothing on earth is going to make my soap launch fail. Adrian’s father invested a million dollars to ensure its success. He even secured me partnerships with some well-known cosmetic companies. Tomorrow I’ll be all over the news as one of the youngest cosmetic entrepreneurs”.Darren let out a quiet snort. “If I were you, I wouldn’t be so confident.”Before Clara could respond, a lecturer stepped into the classroom, instantly silencing all chatter. Students hurried back to their seats as the lecture began.When they were done with the day’s lectures, Darren was the first to leave the class in hurry. He had barely reached the entrance when hurried footsteps sounded behind him, followed by someone calling his name.“Darren,

Half an hour later, Rebecca and Rose arrived the restaurant in the golden Rolls Royce. She was now wearing the dress Rose had brought for her. Rebecca was still puzzled about her mysterious birthday party organization. On their way she tried asking Rose if she knew who was behind it, but even Rose herself didn’t seem to know. She was just a stylist hired by Harrington to make sure Rebecca appeared at the party dressed in presentable clothes.As it stood, the only person that could answer her question was Harrington.Immediately she stepped outside, a group of paparazzi surrounded her and began taking pictures. Just like how very famous celebrities are treated when they attend an event.A few Anchor persons rushed in and were asking her different questions. “Miss Rebecca Adams, how does it feel to throw the most lavish birthday party in the city?”“Tell us ma’am, how come you throw a multimillion birthday party and no one has ever heard of you? Are you a billionaire in disguise?”“…”