Chapter 65
Author: I. U. Wolfe
last update2026-08-09 23:16:33
“I will not accept that kind of disrespect in my lecture hall!” Prof. Wynters yelled out at the girls at once, her voice sharp and echoing off the concrete walls of the auditorium. “You cannot just intentionally disrupt my class by screaming at the top of your voice, and then go back to pretend like it's absolutely nothing!” She argued. Camille had disrupted the flow of the class and that would be difficult to get back.

Unlike many of the other faculty members and lecturers who constantly bent
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    “That's a lie.”“You have no right to accuse me of lying!”“You just admitted that my father came here with proof of my inheritance. Those papers didn't disappear by themselves.”Sir Harold's face reddened. “Your father was injured during our argument. Everything happened quickly. I was trying to prevent the situation from becoming worse.”“And the inheritance documents?”“I don't remember what happened to every paper he carried.”Tristan studied him for several seconds.“You expect me to believe you remember the argument, the fall, and the decision not to contact the police, but you can't remember what happened to the documents that could have made me wealthy?”“I was not thinking about money at the time!”“Then you shouldn't mind helping me find the truth.”Tristan picked up the brown folder he had taken from the drawer. “I'll have these documents examined. If they're genuine, I'll know where to begin looking for the rest.”Madison hurried toward him.“You cannot take those papers!”

  • Chapter 128

    Sir Harold's silence returned.Tristan placed the first folder on the desk and reached for the small notebook. Several pages contained dates and short entries, most of them written in the same handwriting. He flipped through them until he found an entry made on the day of Daniel's death.The handwriting was hurried.Daniel arrived to collect the boy. He refused to leave without him. Argument with Sir Harold. Injury sustained. Madison instructed staff to keep the child upstairs.Tristan stopped reading.He looked at Madison.“You ordered them to keep me upstairs?”She folded her arms tightly. “You were a child. You didn't need to witness an argument between adults.”“An argument that ended with my father dying?”“We didn't know that would happen!”“Then why did you make sure I couldn't come downstairs?”Madison's eyes flashed. “Because your father was shouting, and you were frightened! I was trying to protect you from a scene you wouldn't have understood.”Tristan turned back to the not

  • Chapter 127

    Sir Harold's face went pale again.Madison took a quick step toward him. “Don't answer that.”But Tristan had heard her.He stared at the couple, feeling the last of his childhood trust disappear.“What happened to my father wasn't the only secret you buried, was it?”Neither of them spoke.Tristan opened the door and walked out.He had barely reached the end of the corridor when his phone vibrated. An unfamiliar number appeared on the screen. He almost ignored it, but something made him answer.“Tristan Lawson?” a man asked.“Who is this?”“My name is Peter Cole. I worked at the Harold estate years ago. I heard you've started asking questions about Daniel Lawson.”Tristan stopped walking.“Who gave you my number?”“That doesn't matter. What matters is that you need to stop asking questions in that house.”“Why?”The man took a shaky breath.“Because I was there the night your father died. And Sir Harold wasn't telling you the whole truth.”Tristan tightened his grip on the phone.“Wha

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    “You gave me a room, food, and a name to live under. You took away the truth about my parents and expected me to spend the rest of my life thanking you.”Madison's face flushed. “After everything we've done, you dare to speak to us like this?”“After everything you've done, you still think I owe you gratitude?”Sir Harold struck the desk with his palm. “Watch your mouth, Tristan!”The command echoed through the study.For a moment, the old power imbalance returned. Tristan remembered all the years he had lowered his head whenever Sir Harold spoke, the times he had swallowed insults to keep peace in the household, and the countless occasions when he had been treated as though his presence depended on their approval.But he was no longer that helpless boy.He placed the letter carefully inside the envelope and slipped it into his pocket.“You said my father died here,” Tristan continued. “Was it an accident?”Sir Harold hesitated.That hesitation made Tristan's stomach tighten.“Was it a

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    The next morning, Michael borrowed one of his friend's bicycles, who lives down the street, to go to Wells headquarters to meet with Owen. He didn't want to reveal his identity to anyone except both at home and at the headquarters. He was riding along the road when a tinted sports car slowly stopped beside him. He slowed his bicycle as the car stopped by his side, he was eager to know who it was that was inside. The glass window slowly winded down. Inside was his wife's grandmom, Delilah. She let out a mischievous grin towards him. Michael gave out a frown. "What does she wants again?" "See….. We have met! I would love to get you inside my car rather than seeing you suffering under this hot sun but I'm afraid of your stench. So I have no choice than to let you suffer. I'm sorry." "Even if you asked me to get in, I wouldn't, even if your car was the only one in the world and I had only one minute to reach where I'm going." Delilah withdrew her grin, her expectation was aborted. Sh

  • Chapter 124

    Michael was all beaming with smiles, meanwhile Clinton was at his feet begging him. He decided to show a little pity but this single act will bring a greater hurt to Clinton. He was not that kind to fail to revenge against someone who harassed him before his wife's family and before everyone gathered here for the Exposition. "I have to teach him a great lesson!" He said inside of himself. "Since you've begged too much like a baby," he said with sarcasm. "You will pay me eight million dollars right now and agree never to set your foot on this place or track me ever again!" He nodded his head a multiple times, this was much better than what he was asked to do before which was paying nearly a hundred million dollars. But looking into his face one could easily he was in despair. "Where am I going to get such an amount to give to him?" He questioned himself. The only amount he had in his account was three million dollars. There was five more to add, should he pay this, he would turn p

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