All Chapters of Student Trillionaire with Seven Beautiful Women: Chapter 161
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Chapter 161
Three days had passed since the merger papers between Cloven and the Lee enterprise were signed, and ESU campus felt different for some reason The whispers in the hallways had turned into those of open speculation. Students who at one point mocked Nathan Rhodes now watched him with a mix of awe and caution, there was something almost godlike to them.The Pauper King had swallowed one of the greatest family empires in the city, and everyone could feel the shift in power that had come of it. Students were uncertain of what would happen next, and so it was about this time, this exact moment, that Michael chose make his entrance.A sleek black Lamborghini Urus roared through the main gates of ESU, with security guards watching in awe as the chrome wheels gleamed under the morning sun. Heads turned instantly. Girls clustered near the steps of the business building let out excited cheers and whistles as the car cruised slowly past them in all of its glory.Michael sat behind the wheel in
Chapter 162
The visitation room felt smaller than it really was in reality. The thick glass between the two women did nothing to dull the hostility radiating from Icel’s side of the glass. Amelia gripped the black phone receiver tighter, her knuckles becoming whiter. She had come here for answers, and not games, but Icel was clearly enjoying herself with everything that was going on.She leaned closer to the glass, her orange jumpsuit hanging loose on her thin hour glass frame. “Why do you even want to know who owns DodgerCoin, princess?” she asked, with a voice dripping with mock sweetness. “And while we’re at it, what businesses are you into these days? Are you still trying to climb the same ladder that kicked you off?"Amelia’s jaw tightened. “It’s a private matter," she said. "You really don’t need to know.”Icel’s smile turned malicious, curving slowly and sharp like a blade sliding from the sheath it had been hidden in. “If it’s so private, then keep it to yourself. Don’t come crawling into
Chapter 163
The family mansion of the Lee Family wax gated and fenced by wrought-iron gates, that swung open as Melody’s town car rolled up the long driveway that led to the building. She was exhausted from another long day at Cloven Tower, reviewing Helping Hand cutbacks, and sitting through strategy meetings, pretending she didn’t feel the weight of every executive’s side-eye that was given to her. The last thing she wanted was more drama. But drama, was one thing that would always be waiting for her.Just before her, although she hadn't seen it before, a sleek black Lamborghini Urus was already parked at the top of the steps, with the engine still ticking as it cooled. Michael leaned against the hood, with arms crossed, and sunglasses pushed up into his perfectly styled black hair. The moment her car stopped he straightened, and a cruel smile curled his lips.Melody stepped out and started walking toward the grand entrance without a word, her heels clicking on the marble path as she stroll
Chapter 164
Nathan opened the door directly into his townhouse, stepping in with a quiet sigh of relief from his lungs. The city lights from afar glittered through the windows, but for the first time in days, Nathan felt himself in home instead of feeling like a trapped office animal in a cramped space.Rhea was already waiting in the living room, with a soft smile on her face as she rose from the couch. Charity, his grandmother, sat beside her with a half-finished knitting project in her lap. The moment Nathan appeared, the older woman’s eyes lit up as though it had not seen his son for days.“There he is,” Charity said warmly, setting her needles aside. “My busy grandson finally remembers where he lives.”Nathan crossed the room and pulled her into a gentle hug. He then did the same with Rhea, lingering just a second longer. “Sorry I’ve been gone so much. The Lee merger has turned everything upside down for me in that office."Charity patted his cheek, studying him with that sharp, knowing gaze
Chapter 165
Michael’s hand trembled around the grip of the pistol that had been given to him. The metal felt heavier with every second that passed, as the weight pressed down on his soul like a vice. The bound woman in the chair stared up at him, with eyes widened and the glistening of tears on her cheeks reflecting the light of the room around them. But still she said nothing to him, not anything they expected her to say.Michael wondered what was going on in her mind now, if she ever knew she would be in such a position in her life, if she ever knew that the decision she had made would have landed her in exactly this situation, would she have gone through with it?In many ways, she was the same as he was. Both of them were victims on their own decisions. But who really wasn't? Everybody was. Neither he and her were special in any case.He swallowed hard, and forced the question out again, voice cracking despite his effort to sound in control. “What’s your name?” He hoped, and prayed inside of
Chapter 166
Nathan stepped into the top-floor conference room of Cloven Tower with the usual calm stride that he typically moved with, but the tension in the air hit him immediately, causing him to be more wary.Victor Lee was already seated at the long glass table in the middle of the room, his face all flushed and serious, while his fists remained clenched on the polished surface. David Brune stood by the window, reviewing a tablet with his brows all furrowed like he was staring at something quote insidious.Nathan's eyes were on Victor Lee. The merger might have been signed, but the old man still carried himself like he owned the building. He did not want to complain, but it dud give him some understanding of the psychological workings beneath the people he was working with. The Lees.Victor didn’t waste time on any pleasantries. “I just received word this morning,” he said with no hook ups. “Money—millions of it—from an offshore account I had no knowledge of was siphoned off into some shady
Chapter 167
The whole penthouse smelled like rose as it was filtered in the yellow afternoon light. Champagne flutes were scattered across the marble coffee table, all of which Amelia tried to not shake around as she moved in a practiced motion, sliding onto the sofa right beside Rene. The other six women were half-listening to music and scrolling through their phones as Amelia initiated a conversation with Rene. “Your hair is incredible,” she said, voice feigning to be warm and sincere as she reached out to lightly touch a glossy strand of Rene's hair. “It's so healthy, and also incredibly long. How do you keep it like this?”Rene smiled, flattered. She flipped her hair over one shoulder. “Thank you" she said. "Yours too is gorgeous too, you know. That natural shine? Most girls would kill for it.” She tilted her head, studying Amelia for a quick second. “Why didn’t you ever become a model like Bella and Ava? You have the look. The Seven would’ve been the Eight if you’d wanted it.”Amelia mana
Chapter 168
Michael continued to stand frozen as the two masked men carrying the black body bag past him, disappeared right behind a door. To where? He did not know. But he was sure that the person in the body bag could very well be him. He could very well be killed like that one day by the men he had saddled himself with, even though the heavy plastic sagging in the middle contained nobody else but Celine Peter.Michael’s voice came out hoarse as he turned to Caeser who was just leaning against the wall. “Have you uncovered anything more about the spies?” he asked, hoping to hear something.Caesar's arms were folded across his chest, the prosthetic one clinking softly as he tapped one arm with it. “Nothing," he said brusquely. " We couldn’t get a single useful word out of that woman. The damn woman held out until her very end.” He shrugged. “And incase you are wondering, we did not kill her...on purpose . She died from the injuries that she sustained from the torture. The whole thing was… thorou
Chapter 169
The conference room of Cloven Tower was beginning to feel smaller than it would normally seem, as the pressure in the room made it like invisible walls and lines had appeared right from nowhere—all of which no one could scale, or cross.Nathan who might have been feeling this change in the atmosphere of the place far more than anybody else who was in the room with him in that hour, made his seat at the head of the glass table, with his fingers steepled just before his face, while David Brune worked silently on his laptop. The man did not bother to look at the faces of anybody there.Victor Lee meanwhile paced back and forth, the chime of his tummy hard to ignore from underneath his clothes, as he moved, his face flushed with a barely contained panic.Brune finally looked up, and by the look on his face it was obvious to Nathan that he was about to reveal some soup gripping news. “I just managed to trace the number," he said. "It’s registered to a burner account under the alias ‘Da Don
Chapter 170
Melody Lee felt her legs wiggle underneath her as she stepped through the grand doors of the family mansion just after eight in the evening, as the weight of another long day at Cloven Tower still clung heavily to her shoulders. Something in her was trembling. It was a kind of fear that she had never experienced. She kicked off her heels to the edge of the foyer and then pulled out her phone before she even reached the stairs. Her fingers trembled slightly as she dialed Michael’s number. It seemed as though she was typing some kind of spell for some dark magic.He answered on the third ring, his voice sounding incredibly lazy and smug. “Hello?What do you want?”“I need to see you,” Melody said, keeping her tone of voice low, with an urgent ring to it. She glanced over her shoulder to make sure the hallway was empty. “Right now.”Michael chuckled from the other end. She could hear soft jazz and the clink of ice pouring into a glass of drink in the background. “Why? I’m lounging in a