"Hmm, I do not understand; what has prompted this sudden change?" Ethan inquired. "I realised that bothering you and causing you distress has been detrimental to my own well-being, which is why I have ceased," Steven clarified. "Is that so?" Ethan asked, amusement evident in his tone. "Indeed, and allow me to surprise you further: I am also here to propose that we put our past behind us and strive for something positive. I must sincerely apologise for all the trouble I have caused you," Steven declared. Ethan was astonished; he could scarcely believe that Steven had made such a statement. He managed to utter, "Wow." "I am here to make amends so that we can become friends. I no longer wish to remain your enemy; instead, I would like us to be good friends. If I have wronged you or said anything that caused you distress, I am truly sorry and am committed to behaving appropriately from this point forward," Steven apologised. Ethan could hardly believe his ears; he even had to rub hi
matter I intended to discuss with him. I asked why he had not contacted me for two weeks, and he confessed that he had undergone a change of heart. He sought to reconcile our differences and befriend me, and he also apologised for the troubles he had caused," Ethan recounted. "Really? What was your response?" Angela inquired. "I assured him that it was acceptable, that I had forgiven him, and that we could indeed be friends," Ethan replied. "Hmm, just like that? Do you not think you may have been too quick to befriend him?" Angela asked. "What do you mean?" Ethan queried. "I mean, what if he has ulterior motives? For all I know, he does not like you," Angela clarified. "I do not believe that to be the case, as he seemed genuinely different, which is uncharacteristic of him," Ethan responded. "Hmm, just exercise caution with him; that is all I advise," Angela suggested. "Certainly, I shall," Ethan replied. "May I ask, is that the reason for your happiness?" Angela questioned.
offer my assistance. You mention Monday as if you are unaware that it is one of the busiest days at work. If I am not mistaken, you will likely have even more tasks to complete then. If you do not finish this today, you will face an overwhelming workload come Monday, and I am certain you would prefer to avoid that,” Steven elucidated. Ethan pondered this for a moment. “I also wish for you to complete your work in a timely manner so that you can attend your meeting. Alternatively, let us proceed this way: if I do not type as quickly as I have claimed, you may continue it yourself. All I want to do is help,” Steven suggested. Ethan ultimately agreed, saying, “Very well, you may assist me. However, if you are not as swift as you assert, I will complete the work myself.” With enthusiasm, Steven responded, “Excellent! I understand you have yet to witness my typing skills, so prepare to be amazed.” Ethan observed Steven closely, and indeed, he typed as quickly as he had claimed. One th
Clearing her throat, she stated, “Ethan, I would like you to meet my best friend, Cynthia. And Cynthia, allow me to introduce you to the love of my life, Ethan.” “It is a pleasure to meet you, Cynthia; I have heard so much about you,” Ethan said, extending his hand for a handshake. Cynthia turned her gaze away and ignored him, prompting Angela to give her a signal before she finally shook Ethan's hand. Cynthia then responded, “The pleasure is all mine. I have heard much about you as well; my best friend Angela speaks of you constantly.” Angela interjected as she offered Ethan a seat. Ethan settled comfortably into the chair. “What may I offer you?” Angela inquired. “Nothing, please do not trouble yourself; I am perfectly fine,” Ethan replied. “Very well, if that is your wish,” Angela said. For a span of five minutes, silence enveloped the room until Angela finally broke it by saying, “Darling, it feels so good for you to finally meet my best friend Cynthia, right?” “Yes, and
"Even if I did, she would not be concerned. To be frank, she truly cares for you," Cynthia stated. "Oh my goodness, and I share that sentiment for her," Ethan remarked, gazing at Angela, who smiled back at him with evident joy. As their conversation continued, Angela joined in, and they shared laughter, engaged in light-hearted chatter, and even played a game, which proved to be quite enjoyable. "I must confess, you are delightful company," Cynthia admitted. "I am aware of that," Ethan replied playfully. Ethan had intended to take the ladies out, but Angela quickly objected. "It has been quite a long day; shall we go out for dinner?" Ethan suggested. "No, that will not be necessary, and please do not inquire further," Angela concluded firmly. "Very well," Ethan responded. After spending an additional hour conversing with Angela and Cynthia, he decided it was time to take his leave. "I believe it is time for me to depart," Ethan proposed. "Oh, why is that?" Angela
to work, I would likely have encountered traffic, which could have prevented me from being here. I did not wish to disappoint you," Alfie explained. Ethan smiled and said, "Ah, my friend, you are indeed a true companion. I am grateful that you chose not to let me down." "It is nothing, my friend. Allow me to assist you," Alfie insisted. "Very well, thank you," Ethan expressed his gratitude. Alfie then aided Ethan with the housework, and once they completed their tasks, they took a moment to rest. "Your girlfriend must be quite special for you to have cleaned your house so meticulously," Alfie remarked. "Haha, I would say you are correct," Ethan laughed in response. "By the way, is this the same Angela you mentioned previously that we are expecting today?" Alfie asked. "Yes, that is indeed her. Why do you inquire?" Ethan questioned. "Nothing in particular; I merely wanted to confirm. What time is she scheduled to arrive, as evening has already approached?" Alfie inquired. "Do
as he is welcome here at any time,” Ethan explained. "Everything you have said about him is accurate; he behaved exactly as you anticipated, suggesting that you must have known him for quite some time," Angela inferred. "Indeed, I have known him since childhood, which I must say is quite a considerable time. He is like a brother to me, as I mentioned before. In any case, thank you for visiting my home today as promised; once again, you are most welcome,” Ethan expressed. "We had an agreement; you fulfilled your part, and now it is time for me to fulfil mine," Angela stated. Ethan nodded and replied, “It is indeed a pleasure to have you here.” “I am grateful; by the way, you have a lovely home,” Angela complimented. “Thank you very much,” Ethan replied. “I should be on my way now; it is getting late,” Angela insisted as she stood up. “Please, do not go. I would prefer you to stay. My home is also your home, and you are welcome here at any time. However, I do ask one favour,” Et
replied, "It is acceptable. However, had you inquired before making assumptions, you would have discovered that she is my girlfriend, but it is fine." "Thank you for accepting my apology; I owe you one. How about we share a bottle of beer tonight?" Steven suggested cheerfully. "Noted, but I must inform you that I am not one that drinks excessively," Ethan replied. "Hehehehe, just a bottle or two," Steven chuckled. "Very well, let us see how it goes. For now, if you are free, I would greatly appreciate your assistance with typing since you are quite proficient, allowing me to attend to other matters," Ethan requested. This was the opportunity Steven had been anticipating, and he readily accepted the offer. "Certainly, I am free. If typing for you helps you to forget about today's incident, I am willing to assist until the end of the workday," Steven teased as he took a seat. "You are quite amusing, Steven. However, if it is not too much trouble, could you begin typing now while
that something was amiss. "My love, have you been crying? Your eyes are swollen, and your face appears dull," Angela remarked. "There is something I need to discuss with you," Ethan stated. "Please, speak to me; I am here to listen," Angela encouraged. Ethan began, "Do you recall the issue regarding one of our regular VIP customers that I mentioned yesterday?" "You mean the VIP client who was defrauded of five billion pounds?" Angela responded. "Precisely," Ethan confirmed. "What about him?" Angela asked swiftly. "I have been accused of defrauding him of that amount," Ethan revealed. "What?!" Angela exclaimed. Ethan began to weep. "Did you not explain your innocence to them?" Angela asked. "I did, but they refused to listen," Ethan declared. "Who do you mean by 'they'?" Angela inquired. "The bank manager and the board of directors," Ethan replied. "Is that the source of your distress?" Angela asked. Ethan swallowed hard and responded, "No, that is not the only issue; I
explain that I had been framed, but they refused to listen. They even inquired about the current balance in my bank account. When I provided the information, they checked my balance and discovered that the five billion pounds were in my account, leading them to conclude that I was a thief," Ethan explained through tears. "Oh my goodness, this is unbelievable," Alfie exclaimed. "The most frustrating part was that when I entered my details in their presence, I was able to log in successfully, which exacerbated the situation. I shouted that there had been a misunderstanding," Ethan recounted. "Did they not believe you?" Alfie asked. "They did not believe me; they accused me of fabricating stories. I even suggested they consult Steven, who could corroborate my account, as he was present when I attempted to access my account," Ethan said. "Did he support your claims?" Alfie questioned. "Yes, he did. He informed them of what he witnessed," Ethan explained. "And what did he say?" Alfi
I am allowing you to leave without charges, not out of leniency, but to prevent this matter from escalating further and to avert jeopardising our branch’s operations. We have concluded that you are to be fired. So Ethan, you are fired!” Ethan was taken aback, rendered speechless by the proclamation. Numerous discussions had transpired, leading to the consensus that Ethan should be terminated to mitigate potential risks, as they were uncertain of his future actions. Ethan wept and pleaded for a second chance, saying, "Sir, please allow me the opportunity to prove my innocence." "It is already too late for that, Ethan. However, all your bank accounts will be frozen for six months, and the car and house that the bank provided will also be seized as a consequence of your actions, rather than facing imprisonment," the bank manager stated. The bank confiscated everything, leaving Ethan with nothing, prompting him to weep like a child as he begged for another chance to demonstrate his i
"I have proof that I am innocent, I was unable to access my computer since yesterday, and my laptop was not functional when I returned home either. Steven can attest to this, as he was in my office yesterday, and I am pleased that he is present," Ethan stated. The bank manager then turned to Steven and asked, "Steven, is he telling the truth?" This was the moment Steven had been anticipating, as he wished to testify as a witness, and he finally had the opportunity. "That depends on the nature of the truth you are inquiring about, sir," Steven replied. "Were you with him yesterday at his office while he was attempting to log in as he claims?" the bank manager asked. "Yes, sir, I was present," Steven confirmed. Wyatt interjected, "At what exact time was he trying to log in unsuccessfully?" "At noon, after the incident had already occurred," Steven clarified. "It is noted here that our VIP customer, Samuel, was debited at precisely 8:15 AM, and your colleague Ethan was unable to
as the computer he relied on was malfunctioning, Ethan signed out and returned home. Steven felt elated, as he was nearing victory. When Ethan arrived home, he appeared frustrated and despondent. "Welcome home, my love. What troubles you?" Angela inquired. Ethan looked at her and, in a mumbling tone that reflected his sadness, explained, "One of my top VIP clients had five billion pounds stolen, and no one knows who is responsible. Everyone is doing their part, including me, but each time I attempt to assist, the network logs me out." "Oh, I am sorry to hear that. Perhaps you could use your laptop," Angela suggested. Ethan remained silent, as he preferred not to speak when feeling down. However, he opened his laptop to log in, only to discover that he could not access it. "I cannot even access my username and password anymore; I receive a message stating that my username and password do not exist," Ethan expressed. "Hmm, that is peculiar. You might try logging in using mine,"
“I trust you are all aware of our VIP client Samuel's report of fraud. I would like each of you to halt whatever tasks you are currently undertaking and trace the transactions on his account from today. Here are his details, and I expect all of you to report back to me before the end of the day,” the bank manager commanded. Ella then asked, “Excuse me, sir, but what amount are we investigating?” “Good question. Five billion pounds was withdrawn from his account at precisely 8:15 AM today,” the bank manager replied. “Oh my goodness, who would dare to steal such a significant sum from a VIP client? That is utterly despicable,” Ella remarked. “That is precisely what we aim to uncover, so I require everyone's full attention,” the bank manager stated before walking away. Steven felt a sense of satisfaction, though he pondered why he had chosen to use a VIP customer’s funds to frame Ethan; the rationale was known only to him. An announcement was made instructing all customers to leave
However, after waiting for two hours for a refund without success, he realised the situation had escalated beyond control. He hurried to the bank to lodge a complaint and safeguard his funds. Upon entering the bank, Samuel vociferously addressed the customer service staff, "I was debited a substantial sum this morning, and I cannot recall authorising any transactions. I have waited for two hours for a refund, yet to no avail. If you are aware of what has occurred regarding my money, I suggest you initiate the refund process immediately; otherwise, I shall pursue legal action against this bank." The customer service employees were taken aback, and one staff member, Ella, promptly responded, "Sir, please calm down and explain to us exactly what transpired, as your agitation is causing confusion. We are all perplexed and unaware of the situation." "Do not instruct me to calm down; my money was stolen this morning, and you expect me to remain composed? Are you out of your mind?" Samuel
when?" Jane pressed. "From the very beginning," Steven responded. "Hmm, so you mean you have been sharing all our discussions and plans with your girlfriend, Susan?" Jane interrogated. "Yes," Steven confirmed. "Why? This was meant to remain between us," Jane remarked. "Well, if you must know, she was the one who pointed out that I was being overlooked for promotion, and she instilled in me a sense of animosity towards Ethan," Steven elucidated. "So you are saying that your girlfriend, Susan, has been the architect of your resentment towards Ethan and encouraged you to eliminate him to assume his position?" Jane asked, somewhat incredulous. "Yes, big sister, and she has consistently supported any decision I make," Steven replied. "Very well, but is she trustworthy? You are aware that if anyone discovers we are responsible after your plans are executed, we will face dire consequences?" Jane inquired. "Yes, I trust her completely; she will not divulge anything to anyone, not eve
my love, but I lack the energy to cook. Why not purchase some food on your way home?" Angela suggested. "Please, I understand your reluctance towards him, but for my sake, I implore you," Ethan pleaded. "Very well, I shall prepare something before your return, but only because of you," Angela clarified. "Thank you immensely; that is why I cherish you," Ethan gratefully remarked. After work, Ethan and Steven went to his residence. Steven felt a surge of envy upon witnessing the beauty and spaciousness of Ethan's home. "Very soon, all of this will be lost," Steven mused inwardly. "Welcome to my humble abode; please, have a seat," Ethan invited. Steven smiled and settled into a chair, feigning comfort as if he held no animosity towards Ethan. Ethan then called out, "My love, I am home!" Angela emerged from the kitchen, radiantly beautiful as always. "Oh my goodness, I did not hear you arrive; nevertheless, you are welcome. How was work?" Angela inquired, bestowing a kiss upon