Riches in Disguise

Chapter 107

Even Matthew, who had never been fully supportive of me, stood up.

"Mr. Parker, isn't it a bit hasty to publicly announce this without any evidence?" he questioned. "What if it really wasn't William? How will you compensate for the emotional damage you caused him?"

To my surprise, three of my friends stood up to support me. My shock and panic instantly eased.

It seemed that pretending to be poor had actually paid off in the end. These three guys would be my best friends for life.

Louis was livid. He shouted, "You're still defending him? Does this even need proof? He's a poor loser who's been pretending to be rich since school started, acting like a trust-fund kid while he's always been broke!"

He continued, "He took Felicia shopping and spent 15 thousand dollars on clothes. Then, he donated 70 thousand dollars. Tell me, if he didn't steal the money, where did it come from?"

Matthew and the others fell silent.

The others chimed in, eagerly agreeing. "Exactly! Where did his money come from? Let him admit it!"

mute now? Where did

worse than Felicia,

of a chair crashing to the ground broke through the

the entire room

and slowly scanned

for myself-I was

phone right here. Anyone, including you, Mr. Parker, is welcome to press the call button and report me for theft. Once the police arrive, I'll

if anyone chooses to report me, be ready to take responsibility for your claims. We'll resolve this face-to-face. You accuse me of theft, and I'll charge

could mean ten years in prison, but serious

on the desk with a loud thud, my eyes sweeping across

not reveal my identity. I would clear my name

my outburst, those who had been shouting at

held responsible if I was proven innocent, but they had no