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Veridia University. The Dean’s Office.Monday. 9:00 AM.The office smelled of mahogany polish and moral compromise.Dean Miller sat behind a desk that was slightly too large for the room. Behind him, shelves lined with leather-bound books stood as silent witnesses to his authority.Leo and Lyra sat in the two uncomfortable wooden chairs opposite him.Leo was wearing a hoodie with a fraying cuff. Lyra was wearing her fake glasses and a backpack that looked like it had survived a hiking trip through a swamp.The Dean slid a piece of paper across the desk."Sign it," Dean Miller said. His voice was tired, but firm.Leo glanced at the paper.OFFICIAL CONFESSION OF GUILT.I, Leo Smith, admit to the possession and distribution of illegal narcotics...Leo looked up. He offered the Dean a confused, innocent smile."I think there’s been a mistake, Sir. We didn't distribute anything. Except maybe justice. And some extra protein to the lacrosse team."The Dean slammed his hand on the desk."Cut
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Dormitory B ("The Bunker"). Room 104.Friday. 8:00 PM.The chessboard sat on the mini-fridge.Leo was lying on the top bunk, staring at the water stains on the ceiling. Lyra was at her desk, calibrating the sensitivity of her hacked surveillance network."Knight to E5," Leo said lazily, without looking at the board.Lyra didn't look either. "Bishop takes Knight. Check.""Rook to... wait."Lyra’s fingers froze on her keyboard.She tapped a key. The screen split into four distinct feeds, showing the hallway outside their room from different angles—cameras she had installed inside the smoke detectors three days ago."Game paused," Lyra said, her voice dropping to a whisper. "Pawns incoming."Leo swung his legs over the side of the bunk. He landed silently on the linoleum floor."Who is it?""Chadwick’s goons," Lyra reported, watching the grainy black-and-white feed. "Brad and Travis. They’re moving fast. And they’re holding a package."On the screen, two lacrosse players in hoodies looke
Savage Reborn: Dumped Him to Marry the Billionaire Chapter 114
Veridia University. Lecture Hall 304.Advanced Macro-Economics.Friday. 10:00 AM.The air in the lecture hall was stale, smelling of dry-erase markers and anxious sweat.Professor Vane paced the stage. He was a man who loved the sound of his own voice almost as much as he loved his tenure. He wore a tweed jacket with leather elbow patches—an affectation that Lyra found derivative and pretentious.Lyra Smith sat in the third row. She was wearing a bulky grey sweater and her fake glasses. Her laptop was open, but she wasn't taking notes. She was optimizing the ventilation schematics for the dorms to reduce humidity by 14%."...and so," Professor Vane boomed, pointing a laser at the projection screen, "we look at the seminal case of the 2095 Hale-Thorne Merger. A classic example of reckless aggression. Cyprian Hale leveraged the company’s entire liquid assets to force a hostile takeover, relying purely on luck that the market would rebound."Lyra’s fingers stopped typing.She looked up.
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Veridia University. The Main Library.Thursday. 3:00 PM.Leo Smith sat three tables away from the target, twirling a stick of charcoal between his fingers.Sarah Kensington. Junior. Vice President of The Gilded. Major in Art History (which she was failing, according to Lyra’s hack).She was sitting in a pool of sunlight, looking tragic and bored. She was wearing a cashmere sweater that cost more than Leo’s entire fake budget for the semester. She flipped the page of a textbook with a sigh that was clearly meant to be heard.Showtime, Leo thought.He flipped his sketchbook open. He wasn't actually an artist—his stick figures were embarrassing—but he had inherited his mother’s eye for detail and his father’s steady hand.He didn't draw her face. He drew her posture. The arch of her neck. The boredom radiating off her. He sketched quickly, aggressively, smudging the charcoal with his thumb to create shadows.He stood up. He walked over.He didn't approach from the front. He approached fr
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Veridia University. The Commons (Cafeteria).Noon.Leo stared at the tray in front of him.On it sat a scoop of something grey, a carton of milk that expired tomorrow, and an apple that looked like it had survived a war."What is this?" Leo whispered, horrified. "Is it... biomass?""It’s meatloaf," Lyra said, poking her own grey mound with a plastic fork. She adjusted her glasses—fake frames she wore to look more 'studious' and less 'heiress'. "Spectrometer analysis suggests it is 15% protein, 40% soy filler, and 45% regret.""I miss Oryn," Leo moaned, pushing the tray away. "I miss medium-rare steak. I miss plates that don't bend.""Focus, Leo," Lyra murmured, not looking up from her fork. "Observe the ecosystem. We need to identify the hierarchy."Leo sighed and scanned the massive, noisy cafeteria.It was a jungle.Freshmen clustered near the doors, terrified. Engineering students huddled in the corners, fusing wires to their sandwiches. And in the center, raised on a slightly elev
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The Hale Private Jet (G-7000 "The Kestrel").30,000 Feet Above Neo-Veridia.A salted peanut flew across the cabin in a perfect arc.It bounced off the forehead of Leo Hale."Missed the mouth," Lyra Hale critiqued, not looking up from her holographic tablet. "Your trajectory was off by three degrees. Amateur."Leo caught the peanut on the rebound and popped it into his mouth. He grinned. He was twenty years old, with his father’s dark hair and a smile that had already broken a dozen hearts in the debutante circuit."I wasn't aiming for your mouth, Lyra. I was testing your reflexes. You flinched.""I did not flinch," Lyra countered, swiping away a complex 3D model of a fusion engine. She had her mother’s mismatched eyes—one blue, one green—and a resting expression that suggested she was calculating the structural integrity of everyone in the room. "I optimized my position to minimize impact.""You flinched," Leo insisted. He reclined in the white leather seat, putting his feet up on the
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