All Chapters of The She Billionaire In Boy’s Blazer: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

The Daxton campus was a ruin wrapped in silence.The great iron gates were torn open, half-melted at the hinges. The manicured hedges were scorched black. Smoke curled from the remains of the west wing, where the ballroom had once glittered with chandeliers and secrets. Now it was all ash and fractured marble.Sonia stood just beyond the gates, her breath catching. It didn’t look like a school anymore. It looked like a battleground. But her feet carried her forward, through the smoke, past the courtyard statues now crumbled and charred.Eric moved beside her, his steps cautious but determined. His side was healing, but every breath still made him wince. She hated seeing him hurt. But more than that, she respected that he came anyway.“We need to move fast,” he murmured, scanning the upper balconies. “If the Cartel’s still here…”“They will be,” Sonia said. “But not for long.”They took a path around the main building, their boots crunching over broken glass and gravel. The gymnasium h

The first bullet hit the stone just inches above Sonia’s head.She and Eric ducked behind a collapsed archway, dust choking the air. From the top of the ruined staircase, shadows moved armed Cartel operatives, shouting into radios, closing in fast.“We’re boxed in!” Eric hissed.Sonia clutched the bag tight against her chest. “We can’t let them take this.”“Then we run.”But there was no clear path. The only exit was back through the vault and that would mean being cornered.Eric looked at the jagged hole in the east wall. “There. Through the old chapel wing.”Sonia hesitated. That part of Daxton was condemned, rumored to have collapsed years ago. But rumors didn’t matter now. Only choices. Only survival.She nodded. “Go.”They sprinted, dodging fire as stone and glass exploded behind them. Eric limped slightly, still recovering, but he never slowed. Sonia led the way, ducking under a hanging beam and bursting into the old chapel.Inside, the roof was half-caved in. Light pierced thro

The city felt different in daylight. Sonia stood at the edge of the square, watching as reporters packed up their gear, as students some in Daxton uniforms, some not gathered in small groups, voices low but determined. Posters with DA-XT1 and We Are Not Experiments fluttered on nearby walls.It was over. Or so the world thought.But for Sonia, it felt like they were only standing at the edge of a deeper fight.Eric found her where she stood, silent, hands stuffed in his jacket pockets. His limp was less pronounced now, though she could still see the way pain flickered through his eyes when he moved too fast.“You should rest,” she said softly, glancing at him.He shook his head, his eyes never leaving hers. “I couldn’t sleep even if I tried.”For a while, neither spoke. The wind picked up, stirring her hair across her face. Eric reached out without thinking, tucking the strands behind her ear. His fingers brushed her cheek, lingering just a second too long.Sonia felt her breath hitch

By the time they reached the small safe house on the outskirts of the city, the rain had settled into a quiet, steady rhythm. The place was simple a modest two-room hideout with peeling wallpaper and a single warm lamp glowing by the window. But to Sonia, stepping inside felt like stepping into a sanctuary.She paused just past the threshold and glanced back at Eric. His hair was damp, dark strands plastered to his forehead, water dripping from his coat. Despite the exhaustion in his shoulders, despite the shadow that never quite left his gaze, he gave her a tired smile.“You okay?” he asked, voice hushed as if they might shatter the fragile calm around them.“More than okay,” she answered honestly. And for the first time in what felt like forever, she meant it.He set their bags down carefully, then crossed the room in a few easy strides, reaching up to brush his thumb along her cheek. The contact was light, unhurried like he had all the time in the world. It made her heart ache in t

By midmorning, the rain had stopped, and a crisp breeze swept through the sleepy town as they left the safe house. The world outside smelled clean, as if even the air had decided to wash itself of the past few days’ chaos. The quiet streets glistened under the emerging sun, every puddle shimmering like a tiny mirror.Sonia and Eric walked together without hurrying, their shoulders occasionally brushing. No one chased them. No one watched from the shadows. For the first time in a long while, they could just… exist.“You ever wonder what it would’ve been like,” Sonia asked, hands tucked into her pockets, “if none of this had happened?”Eric glanced at her, his brow furrowing in thought. “If Daxton was just a regular school? If we’d just been two kids who ran into each other one day without all the secrets?”“Exactly,” she said with a small shrug. “Would we still have noticed each other? Or would we have just kept walking?”He was quiet for a few steps as they turned a corner, the sound