Marion splurged on the apartment, and the price was high because it wasn't just in any school district. It was around an elite school.With those thoughts in mind, Randy shot a sharp glance at Marion in the rearview mirror."What were you saying?" Debra didn't catch it.Marion chimed in, "He said it's fine, not too pricey."Suddenly, the car made a sharp turn and stopped. The inertia threw her into a pair of broad arms, and then a steady voice sounded from above her."Randy, easy on the speed!""Got it!"Inwardly, he grumbled, 'Romance over bromance!'The car stopped outside a high-end complex across from Arcane Academy. Marion handed an electronic card to Debra. "Your personal information is already recorded. Just swipe it to enter and exit. This complex is highly private. Most residents here are prominent figures, and you can expand your friend circle."Debra glanced at the complex.When she had decided to come to Arcane Academy, she had considered renting here.To describ
Debra arrived at the school in the afternoon for registration. Though dressed casually, she still caught everyone's eye."Wow, she's pretty. Is she a freshman?""Have you seen her before? Is she even from our school?""I think I saw her during the entrance exam. Must be a freshman."Whispers followed Debra as she walked through the campus.A handsome guy approached her. "Hey, are you new here?"Debra nodded. "Sort of.""Need help finding your dorm? Want me to take you there?""No need, I'm a day student.""Alright, how about I take you to registration? I'm a junior, and Building #1 is for freshmen.""Actually, I'm going to Building #2.""Building #2?" the boy repeated, puzzled."Exactly!" Debra confirmed."But isn't that for graduate students?" the boy asked wonderingly.He scrutinized Debra, who looked like any other young woman in her early twenties. He couldn't imagine her among those older, more serious graduate students. After all, it normally took at least three to
'With her looks, she could go anywhere. Why did she have to come to Arcane Academy's finance department?' Wendy thought.She said to Shelia, "I think she's here to compete with you, trying to steal your boyfriend."Shelia turned pale, her mind elsewhere.Debra's arrival meant a risk of her lies being exposed."Shelia? What's wrong?" Carrie waved a hand in front of Shelia's eyes.Shelia snapped out of it. "I-I'm fine. I suddenly feel unwell, so I won't go to class this afternoon."On her bed, Shelia pondered how Debra managed to get into Arcane Academy.'Could it be that Debra didn't rely on Juan but paid her way into Arcane Academy?'The thought made Shelia clutch her blanket, a surge of anger coursing through her.Years of hard work secured Shelia's place at Arcane Academy. But for some, wealth paved the way to dreams she'd toiled for. She couldn't accept it.After everyone left the dorm, she called Juan, who answered after a while.Before this, no matter how busy he was,
But now...Shelia wondered if Debra was the reason for this change.But as far as she remembered, Juan hated Debra."No, I cannot let her steal Juan away. Absolutely not!"...Debra arrived early in the classroom. There weren't many graduate students; there was just one class each year in the Finance Department.These people were either wealthy or exceptionally intelligent.Debra sat in the back row, intending to keep a low profile. If this were found out, Melody would surely cause a scene here at school.Suddenly, the classroom door burst open.Several boys sitting in the front frowned, ready to complain. But upon seeing who entered, they all fell silent.Debra raised her head and looked over.There stood Jordan in casual sportswear, looking relaxed and carefree.Debra furrowed her brow, wondering what he was doing there.As far as she remembered, Jordan had turned in a blank exam paper.The dean of students greeted Jordan politely, "Mr. Jordan Potter, you can sit in the
In response to Jordan's meaningful smile, Debra replied indifferently, "No."Jordan was surprised. "You don't want to know?""Not interested."No matter who the professor was, she just needed to behave and graduate smoothly."Do you know who I am?""Mr. Jordan Potter, as the dean just mentioned.""Yet you dare to speak to me like this?"Debra turned her head, looking seriously at Jordan. "Well, we're in class right now."Jordan scrutinized her, about to approach and continue the conversation, when Randy pushed up his glasses and pointed at Jordan from the podium.Randy felt obliged to protect the woman favored by his buddy.Jordan frowned, but surprisingly, didn't get angry at Randy.Everyone tacitly understood. Arcane Academy, known for its elite student body, employed influential figures like Randy to manage these privileged students where ordinary professors failed.Randy was backed by Marion.Marion seemed to have no influence there, but since Caleb acknowledged his id
"Don't worry, I've got it under control. Thanks anyway," said Debra, adjusting her backpack and leaving the classroom.Randy was right. She had deliberately approached Jordan.Everyone knew how ruthless Andrew was, but few knew that Jordan would become someone even more formidable. Making friends with Jordan early on would pave the way to her future success.But Jordan was different from others. He abhorred flattery and forced friendliness.In essence, Jordan was like Juan. She had tried so hard to please Juan, only to be despised by him.But if she ignored them, they would pursue her relentlessly.So, Debra took another path to avoid meeting Jordan.As dusk fell, Debra woke up feeling groggy, only to discover it was pouring outside.Being prone to illness since childhood, rainy days always triggered a fever.Preparing to buy medicine, she noticed a note on the bedside cabinet, detailing the medications inside.Opening the drawer, she found cold, fever, and pain relief medici
Jordan frowned, turning to see Juan holding an umbrella.Apart from his brother, few in Seamar City had such a presence."Juan?" Jordan snorted. "Why should I listen to you?""Because I'm her husband," Juan replied, his deep eyes carrying a dangerous edge.Jordan froze in place.Juan tossed the umbrella aside and took Debra from Jordan's arms. Joe raised an umbrella and followed Juan closely.Jordan remained dazed.He couldn't believe Debra was Juan's wife.In the hospital room, Debra stirred awake to the same gloomy, rainy weather outside.She vaguely remembered being stopped by Jordan at the entrance of Building #2 but had no idea what happened afterward.Debra struggled to sit up and saw Juan sleeping on his hand."Ms. Frazier, you're awake." Joe entered the room with a briefcase.Juan opened his eyes and saw Debra awake on the bed.Debra looked at his tired face, asking, "You brought me to this hospital?"Juan didn't respond to her question. Joe took out a laptop from
The look in Juan's eyes made Debra realize there was no point in protesting anymore.If she continued to challenge him, he could force her to go home today.Debra took a deep breath.A wise woman knew when to yield, and sometimes patience was the best strategy."Alright," Debra said. "I'll be home at least twice a week. Is that okay?""Three times," he countered.Debra was about to get angry but held back at his gaze.Being a graduate student at Arcane Academy wasn't overly demanding academically, and going home three times a week wasn't an insurmountable issue. Juan must have consulted the principal.Debra adjusted her attitude and forced a smile at Juan. "Three times it is. Anything else, Mr. Nichols?""You must come home whenever I call. Joe will escort you."Taking another deep breath, Debra continued smiling. "No problem. Anything else?""Not for now."It implied there might be more conditions in the future.Suddenly, Debra felt like studying at Arcane Academy had giv
"Dad." Liza rushed to the bed, grabbing Bert's hand.In her mind, Bert was a stern old grump. He was always tough and sharp.But now, the illness had taken a toll on him. He had shrunk, and his hair had gone gray overnight.Fermin stood behind her, watching with pain.In fact, Bert had been ill for a while now. He had been grooming Fermin for years.But once he'd caught wind of Fermin's plans, Bert would rather kill him and trash their legacy than let him join the Illuminati.Fermin knew this day was coming. Liza didn't. Bert never wanted her to.She froze, feeling like his hand had twitched. She stopped crying and spun to Fermin."Did you see it? Dad moved..." she exclaimed.Fermin clapped a hand over her mouth, a move that confused her.He shook his head, warning her off. She nodded fast, signaling she'd keep quiet.Fermin checked the door and eased his hand off. "Dad's fine. Let's head home, alright?"Liza glanced at Bert with reluctance but wiped her tears. "Okay.""Co
Drake's mouth hung open, but no words came out."I swapped the drug for saline," Juan said. "You're on your own tonight. You've only had one dose, so there might still be a chance. If you don't wanna die here, suck it up. Don't let Kale die for nothing."Juan dropped that and left the room.Drake slumped on the bed. Old memories came flooding back, from their first meeting to their camaraderie. They had been through thick and thin together.If it hadn't been for him, Kale wouldn't have been dead....In the hospital, Liza kept watch outside the ICU where Bert lay.Two black-suited guards blocked the door. Even after surgery, they wouldn't let her in."When can I see him?" she asked, clenching her fists.The guards stood like statues, ignoring her."That's my dad," she shouted, pounding their chests. "I need to be with him. Move. Get out of my way.""Stop it." Fermin strode up, grabbing her swinging fist. "You're an Eaton. Act like it."He turned and slapped a guard hard. "Y
Juan arrived at a villa on Seamar City's outskirts. It was where Drake was locked up.It was pitch black in the room, with only a bed. The windows were nailed shut.The moment Drake handed over the stone, he'd guessed his fate. The Illuminati had rules for traitors: the blessing ritual.But that "blessing" was just injecting their latest drug into turncoats. They would be used as free guinea pigs. Death was the best outcome. Surviving meant real torture.It didn't hurt. Rather, it felt like heaven. That was why they called it a blessing."When did they shoot you up with that stuff?" Juan asked.Drake leaned back on the bed, nonchalant. "I gave them the stone. It doesn't matter to you. Just give me the drug."By night, he was a mess.The stuff could ease the pain for an hour. Then hell would kick in. Once the cravings hit, it felt like ants gnawing his bones.The pain wired into his nerves. At its worst, he'd bash the wall, tempted to bite his tongue off.He couldn't leave wit
To the bishop, Debra and her crew were small fry.A hundred years ago, the Four Great Families might've been untouchable. But now? Their roots were shaky.The Illuminati, on the other hand, had grown unstoppable.For the stone, he'd see them and let them feel the Illuminati's might. It was something callows like them couldn't touch."Tell them I pick the time and place," he said. "Get the stone ready. If it's fake, they'll get the harshest punishment from God.""Yes, Master," Michael replied, turning to leave.Lara stood up to protest, "I'm against this. We should take the chance to wipe them out and take their assets."In her mind, the four families were nothing. When they could snatch what they wanted, there was no need for deals or games."God spares all," the bishop muttered. "I'll give them a shot to live. If they bow, why kill them?"Lara fell silent, but Frederic stepped out of the shadows. He asked, "What about the stone Drake gave us?""Only one of the two stones is
Night settled in deep.Debra and the crew were still waiting for Michael's reply."Still nothing? They don't buy it, do they?" Erica paced, antsy."Give it time. They'll bite," Debra said, clutching her phone.She had promised Kale she would bring Drake back. No breaking that.A text finally pinged her phone. It was Michael.Everyone heaved a sigh of relief. Like Debra said, the Illuminati couldn't rule out her having the real stone.If theirs was fake, Michael and his crew couldn't afford the fallout."Marion, it's on you now," Debra said.The Houston family had military muscle on tap. The Potter family owned elite guards and intel. Erica and Randy were solid backups.But this meeting? Debra had to go herself."Does it have to be now? Maybe wait till you're healed?" Erica said.Debra shook her head. "Drake is at risk every day he's with them. I can't take that chance. Just like they can't risk us holding the stone.""She's right," Randy jumped in. "Drag this out, and who
"What're you looking at?" Lara asked, stepping out and spotting Michael by the window."Debra says the stone Drake gave us is fake," he replied."What? No way." Drake shot up from his seat."Are you messing with us?" Lara's sharp gaze landed on him."No. Debra's talking nonsense," Drake insisted."We'll see," Michael said, unruffled.Debra was offering the stone on the condition of meeting with their leader. It fit her style."She thinks she can just waltz in and see our master?" Lara sneered."The stone's a big deal to him. I bet he'll agree," Michael replied, shutting his phone."Don't tell me you're sweet on Debra," she hissed. "You keep letting her off. Don't wanna kill her, huh?""Unlike you, I don't get off on killing," he countered. "If she's not in my way, why bother? You're out there slaughtering, just making enemies for the Illuminati. You're venting rather than serving.""You don't get it. I'm building fear for the Illuminati," she justified herself. "They need to
Oscar set down the receiver and threw his hands up. "I'm not resisting. Don't spook my staff," he said.Chace tried to step in, but Oscar's look stopped him.This incident was major. Almost half of Flesta's people had fallen victim.Everyone at the company, Chace included, got hauled in for questioning. As the head, Oscar was the main target.The line went dead, and Debra's heart sank."Those bastards," Randy cursed, "hitting us on both sides. No wonder the Illuminati has been quiet. They have been gunning for our partners.""They're smart," Debra said. "Can't take us head-on, so they go after our allies. They want everyone to see partnering with us as a dead end. If we let this slide, we're doomed eventually.""What should we do?" Erica stomped, fuming. "We just sit here and watch them pick off our friends one by one?""They're showing us what happens if we cross them. They want us to bow. The only way out is to flip the script and strike first.""Strike first? What does th
Seeing Debra's worried look, Marion said, "You should just focus on healing and leave the rest to us. We might not match the Illuminati, but they won't mess with us randomly here in Seamar City."The Four Great Families had ruled Seamar City for a century. Although the former heads had faded, the new generation was sharper and stronger. They could hold off the Illuminati's push.Debra's phone rang. It was Oscar calling."You free? I've got something to tell you," he said.Debra put it on the speaker. No one could guess the aim of his call.In Flesta, the Odom family's business was booming again. He should have been busy with work."What's up?" she asked."There's big trouble in Flesta," he replied. "We didn't want to bug you, but it's spiraling out of control. We're out of moves.""What happened?" She had a bad feeling.Oscar paused. "A new drug has popped up in Flesta. Tons of our staff got hooked, just like regular folks. The police are on it now. We checked our products and
Debra stared at the pendant.What had happened yesterday came flooding back.Kale was gone, and the fact hit her hard."It's my fault," she said in agony. "If he hadn't gone with me, he would have been alive.""Everyone makes their calls," Marion soothed her. "If there's blame, it's on the Illuminati. I was terrified, almost losing you.""I felt like you were nearby, so I wasn't afraid," she said, leaning into him. "They'll pay for hurting Drake and killing Kale. I'll make sure of it.""No matter what happens, we're in this together," he said.Exhaustion took over. She closed her eyes and drifted off.When she woke up, it was already noon the next day. Her injury kept her from moving much.Everyone gathered outside her bedroom. William came in to check on her."You're fine. Just change the dressings on time," he said, packing up his kit. "You guys can come in now."Debra adjusted her clothes and leaned against the headboard. "Sorry to trouble you.""We're in this together,"