Chapter: The Game ShiftsChapter 65: The Game ShiftsRico’s CounterattackThe Blackwood estate was silent in the early morning, but inside Rico’s office, the tension was thick. Raymond sat across from his father, his fingers tapping against the polished wood desk as he waited. The scandal surrounding Rico’s Dubai deal had exploded overnight, and the investors were already asking questions.“I knew Adrian would try something,” Raymond muttered. “But I didn’t expect him to come after you Dad.”Rico leaned back, eyes unreadable. “This isn’t just Adrian, this is Evelyn, his just a child, he wouldn't dare"Raymond frowned. “You’re sure?”Rico smirked. “Adrian might be smart, but he’s a child like you. This attack? It’s too calculated. Evelyn knows exactly where to hit.” He tossed a folder onto the desk. “You want so bad to be involved in adult dealings here you are we need to respond, and fast.”Raymond picked it up, flipping through the details of Rico’s plan. He exhaled slowly. “This is risky dad.”Rico’s expres
Last Updated: 2025-03-09
Chapter: A Dangerous Game
Chapter 64: A Dangerous GameRaymond’s Next StepThe night air was cool, but Raymond barely noticed it as he pulled up to the location Camila had sent him. It was an upscale lounge, discreet enough to keep conversations private but exclusive enough that anyone inside knew they were dealing with power.Camila was already seated in a booth at the far end, sipping on a glass of wine. She looked completely at ease, but Raymond knew better. Camila was always calculating, always one step ahead.“You took your time,” she said, not bothering to look up as he slid into the seat across from her.Raymond leaned back, arms crossed. “I wasn’t sure if this was a setup.”She smirked. “If I wanted you destroyed, I wouldn’t be so obvious about it.”Raymond exhaled sharply. “Then what do you want?”Camila tapped her nails against the glass. “You’re in a mess, and I have a way out for you.”He narrowed his eyes. “And what would that be?”She leaned forward slightly, her voice lowering. “You’re not the o
Last Updated: 2025-02-18
Chapter: A Battle has beganChapter 63: A Battle has began.Raymond In TroubleThe Blackwood name had weight, until it didn’t, Raymond was the reason why the Blackwood name began to sink gradually.Raymond had spent the night in a holding cell, the cold metal bench beneath him doing nothing to soothe his rage. The moment the police raided the party, he knew he had been set up, but it didn’t matter. The flashing cameras, the whispers, the humiliation, all of it had happened so fast. And now, the headlines were everywhere."Blackwood Heir Busted in Drug Scandal!""Raymond Blackwood: Reckless or Ruined?"The door to the holding cell creaked open, and in walked his father, Rico Blackwood. He wasn’t angry. No, Rico was worse than that. He was disappointed.Raymond stood immediately, trying to salvage some dignity. “Dad, I” he started before he was interruptedRico raised a hand, silencing him. “Don’t.” His voice was like steel, cold and final. He turned to the officer behind him. “Release him.” he said with a voice o
Last Updated: 2025-02-14
Chapter: The Seeds of WarChapter 62: The Seeds of WarThe Weight of ConsequencesRaymond Blackwood had never known restraint. His entire life had been a series of privileges, expensive cars, exclusive clubs, and unlimited access to wealth. But now, standing outside St. Augustine’s Academy, waiting for a driver that would never come, he realized just how much had changed overnight.His bank cards were useless. His friends, once so eager to be around him, had suddenly become ghosts. Even Rosalie, usually his partner in crime, seemed distant.“Let’s just go home,” she muttered, adjusting the sunglasses on her face to hide the bruise Adrian Hawthorne had left.Raymond clenched his fists. “I’m not going anywhere without a plan.”His pride wouldn’t allow him to simply accept Rico’s punishment.As if on cue, a sleek black car pulled up beside them. The window rolled down, revealing a girl around their age. Her dark brown eyes gleamed with amusement, her black hair styled in effortless waves.“Raymond Blackwood,” she
Last Updated: 2025-02-12
Chapter: One Good, Two Bad.Chapter 61: One Good, Two Bad.Rachel sat at the farthest corner of the school library, her fingers flipping through the pages of a thick textbook. The familiar scent of old paper and ink filled the air, a quiet comfort in the otherwise chaotic world of high school.She didn’t mind being alone.It was easier this way.People at St. Augustine’s Academy, one of the city’s most elite private schools weren’t cruel to her, but they weren’t friendly either. She was neither rich enough to be admired nor outgoing enough to be noticed. The other students barely acknowledged her presence, as if she were part of the furniture.Rachel had stopped trying to fit in years ago.“Class, before we begin, I want to acknowledge something,” Mr. Grayson, their economics teacher, said as he entered. He was one of the few teachers who actually noticed her.He turned to face the class. “We had a round of mock exams last week, and the highest scorer as usual where a number of kids but someone had given a large
Last Updated: 2025-02-11
Chapter: New Beginning, Old ShadowsChapter 60: New Beginning, Old ShadowsFifteen years had passed, and the world had moved on. The city still played with power, its undercurrents of corruption as strong as ever. The names that ruled it, Blackwood and the Hawthorne had not faded, only grown more ruthless.And among them, hidden in plain sight, was a girl who had no idea she was part of that world.Rachel Smith.Or, as she had once been called Zira.She didn’t remember the name. She didn’t remember much of anything from the life she’d left behind.But some things, even forgotten, never truly disappeared.***The Smith's Household: Two Sisters, Two RealitiesThe Smith's were a good family. At least, that’s what everyone believed.And in some ways, it was true. They weren’t cruel. They didn’t raise their voices, didn’t hit, didn’t mistreat her.But love?That was different.Rachel sat at the dinner table, the warm glow of the chandelier above them casting soft light over the polished mahogany. The smell of roasted chicken
Last Updated: 2025-02-10
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