The crypto account wasn’t a single account at all—it was a collection of thousands of accounts, each capable of holding any amount of money.In short, he could easily split up all of his money into multiple accounts or just use one account based on his needs.Adrian then looked at his balance that said 130,000. Even after spending a whopping 50,000 dollars, he still had more than a hundred thousand left. He walked out of the university premises and got into his car before he made a call. “Hey, this is Adrian.” he said as he put the call on speaker. “Yeah I know.” Letty said from the other side, “So, got what you wanted?”Adrian smiled slightly as he told her that he did get an admission. “I need another help. I want someone who can manage my money without asking a single question. Someone who wouldn’t go to the authorities when they don’t have answers to where my money comes from.”Letty stayed silent for a few seconds before sighing. Her voice sounded worried as she spoke. “You…

The car door closed with a muted thud.The city noise faded instantly, replaced by the low hum of the engine and the faint ticking of cooling metal. Adrian didn’t start the car. He simply sat there for a moment, hands resting on the steering wheel.The man settled into the passenger seat without looking around.No curiosity. No appraisal.That alone confirmed Adrian’s choice.Adrian reached behind his seat and pulled out a slim black briefcase. It wasn’t locked. It didn’t need to be. He placed it gently between them and opened it.Neatly stacked bundles of cash filled the case.One hundred and thirty thousand dollars.The man glanced at it once, then looked away.“This is a joining bonus,” Adrian said calmly. “Not an advance. Not a loan.”The man nodded. “Understood.”Adrian pulled out a thin folder from beneath the cash and placed it on top. No logo. No letterhead. Just clean paper, clipped together.“I prepared a contract,” Adrian said. “You’ll read it.”The man picked it up without

The lecture continued as if nothing had happened.Adrian took a seat near the back, left side, one empty chair between him and the guy already sitting there. He set his bag down, pulled out a notebook and a pen, and settled in.He didn’t look around.The guy beside him did.He was average-looking, early twenties, wearing a hoodie with the university logo printed across the chest. After a few seconds of awkward silence, he leaned slightly toward Adrian.“Man,” he whispered, “you almost missed attendance. Thought you were gonna get marked absent on the first day.”Adrian glanced at him once. “Almost.”The guy snorted softly. “Name’s Ethan. Business major.”“Adrian,” he replied. “Same.”Ethan nodded, satisfied with that, and leaned back in his seat.The professor cleared his throat.“This course is Communications,” he said, writing the word on the board. “It’s mandatory for most departments. Business. Acting. Sports. Engineering. You name it.”A few students groaned quietly.He ignored t

Letty picked him up at exactly six.The car rolled to a smooth stop in front of the hotel entrance, quiet and unassuming despite what it cost. Adrian stepped out, dressed simply—black shirt, dark trousers, clean shoes. No logos. No excess.Letty leaned slightly toward the open window and looked him over.“You clean up well,” she said.Adrian shrugged as he got into the passenger seat. “Didn’t do much.”“That’s usually the point,” she replied, pulling away from the curb.They drove for a few minutes in silence. Not awkward. Just calm. The city outside the window blurred past, lights beginning to flicker on as evening settled in.Letty glanced at him once, then slowed slightly at a red light.“You’re hurt.”Adrian blinked. “What?”She gestured vaguely toward her own cheek. “There. And your jaw.”He touched his face absently, fingers brushing against the faint swelling. “Ah.”“That’s not a denial,” she said.“Ran into some trouble earlier,” Adrian replied. “Nothing serious.”Letty studied

The offer came wrapped as a joke.Adrian was standing beside Letty near the bar when a young man approached, drink in hand, smile sharp enough to cut.“Didn’t expect to see you here,” he said, looking at Adrian first, then at Letty. “Guess tonight’s full of surprises.”Letty’s expression didn’t change. “We were invited.”“Of course,” the man said lightly. “You always are.”His eyes flicked back to Adrian. “So are you… what? A business partner now?”Adrian met his gaze calmly. “Something like that.”The man chuckled. “Right. Must be nice. Getting fast-tracked.”It was said casually. Too casually.The people around them laughed politely. No one called it out. No one needed to.The man took a sip of his drink. “Hey, by the way—we’re hosting something soon. A little festival. Private. Invitation-only.”He leaned in slightly, lowering his voice just enough to sound conspiratorial.“Three days. Three nights. Nature, luxury, all that stuff. You should come.” His eyes lingered on Letty. “It’s