All Chapters of RISE OF THE STUDENT BILLIONAIRE : Chapter 41
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Chapter 41
Chapter 41Lucas sat at the library table looking at the defence plan for the morning hearing when he heard the front door creak open. Heels clicking on the marble floor ran through the villa with unmistakable authority."Lucas?" Estelle's voice sounded from the entrance hall. "We have to talk. Now.""How did you get here?" Lucas asked in a cold tobe "And how did you hear about the hearing?"Estelle put down her briefcase on the ground. "I have informants at the university. One of them told me of the new allegations hours after being made." She looked at Lucas"You don't have to be prepared to defend yourself," Estelle said firmly "I'm in charge of this. I swear."The words should have been soothing. They gave Lucas the cold shudders instead. There was something about where Estelle was standing—neither aggressive, precisely, nor reassuring. She was too still, too upright, as if she had been waiting."What do you do?" Lucas faltered. "The hearing tomorrow morning. I'm accused of falsif
Chapter 42
Chapter 42The disciplinary hearing was scheduled for 10 AM in the very conference room where Lucas had presented his case three weeks earlier for the plagiarism charge. Walking into the wood-paneled room was not the same this time. Lucas was no longer alone this time, was not pacing with papers he had collected on his own. Estelle stood beside him, carrying a slim leather portfolio, erect with a quiet confidence that was almost majestic.The members of the board were already seated—Dean Morrison had recused himself because of the intricacies of the previous case, and Vice Dean Patricia Sullivan was sitting in his stead. Dr. Wells was present again too, and three other staff members that Lucas was familiar with but had never had direct dealings with. They all looked up when Lucas and Estelle entered, and Lucas saw something dart across their faces when they saw Estelle with him.Acknowledgment. And a warning that was unfortunately familiar."Ms. Johnson," Vice Dean Sullivan said, her
Chapter 43
Chapter 43Lucas should have realized that exonerating himself in court would not silence the rumors. The university had brushed off the accusations, had issued their press release of "regrettable errors" and "issues of security," but the court of public opinion played by other rules. Rules that were unrelated to facts or official dismissal and all about the kind of psychology that plays havoc during mobs.He discovered how much different those regulations were three days later, when Dominic sent him a link with the message: You need to see this. It's bad.Lucas opened the link on his laptop and his stomach lurched. It was an Instagram account @JohnsonTruthExposed, opened two days prior but already with over three thousand followers. The bio read:Exposing the REAL Lucas Johnson - Elite Fraud, Academic Cheat, Fake Humble Rich Boy.The posts were vicious.The most recent featured a photo of Lucas from the Elite Summit—him sitting in his designer attire.This is a privilege. As you're s
Chapter 44
Chapter 44The letter arrived on a Wednesday morning, and Lucas knew that it must be bad before he even opened it. The email address was that of Rebecca Hartman, Director of Recruitment at Sterling Financial Group—the premier investment bank to which Lucas had been a top contender for their summer analyst program. He'd interviewed three weeks prior, before the second wave of academic accusations, and the interview had been wonderful. Rebecca had basically presented it to him with the conditions of a background check and reference verification.The subject line now was: RE: Summer Analyst Position - Application Status UpdateLucas opened it with fingers that had come to tremble at mere sight of business mail.Dear Mr. Johnson ,Thank you for your interest in Sterling Financial Group's Summer Analyst Program and for interviewing with our team.*Upon review and careful consideration, we have decided to explore other candidates whose background more accurately aligns with our requirement