All Chapters of My Sudden Trillionaire System Made Me Boss On Campus : Chapter 31
- Chapter 40
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Save Me
“John?” Harriet whispered. “What are you doing here?”“I heard shouting,” John said. “I came to check.”Harriet rushed toward him. “Please don’t interfere. These people are dangerous. Please, John, just leave. Don’t get involved.”John stepped in front of her protectively. “I’m already involved.”Lambert sneered. “Who are you to interrupt a private meeting?”John ignored him. “Harriet, are you okay?”She nodded shakily. “I just want to leave.”Lambert snapped his fingers. “Guards!”Two hotel guards rushed in.Lambert pointed at John. “Throw him out. Now.”The guards looked at Lambert……then looked at John.And to everyone’s shock—They moved toward Lambert instead.“Sir,” one guard said, “you need to step back.”Lambert’s eyes widened. “What? Do you know who I am?! I’m a top VIP here!”The guard replied calmly, “And he outranks you.”Lambert turned to John, stunned. “You—? You’re—?”John didn’t answer.Harriet stared at him, confused. “John… what’s happening?”Just then…“What’s going
Freeze
“Are you sure?” John asked.“Yes, please do fast. And be gentle. My life depends on it.” Harriet replied feeling a little shy.John slid up all the windows and went to the back seat. “Don't worry Harriet. I won't let you lose your virginity, but I'll save your life.”Harriet paused. “How?”John smiled, “ Cause I'll be using my fingers to make you orgasm in the next five minutes. I won't insert my cock into you. That's the best I can do.”Harriet smiled. “Thank you, John.”[Harriet's affection reached 82]John lifted her skirt. Her panties were now transparent because they had been soaked wet with juice from her V. The drug that was in her had shot up her sexual urges four times over.John slowly inserted his finger into her tight pink V. She bit her lip and let out a soft moan.The drug had made her extra sensitive.John inserted his finger further inside. She closed her legs, making her V walls tighter, due to the tickling feeling she was feeling.“Are you okay?” John asked, worrie
Real Value
The doors hissed open. Bass thumped from inside. Lights, bells, the clatter of chips. John stepped in, hoodie down now, looking like just another college kid burning midnight cash. He walked past blackjack tables, past the bar, straight to roulette. “First test,” he murmured. “Let’s see how broken this really is.” The wheel was spinning. The dealer called, “No more bets.” The little white ball clattered. John waited until it was about to drop — then “snap!”Silence fell in the hall. The ball hung mid-air, two slots from 17 Black. John walked around the table. Players frozen mid-sip, mid-laugh, mid-swear. He glanced at the layout. A stack of $10k chips sat on Red. Another on Odd. All losing with the ball where it was. He leaned down, studied the wheel, and nudged the ball with one finger. It clicked into 23 Red. He stepped back, counted to three, and “snap!”“23 Red!” the dealer shouted. The table erupted. “No way!” “I was on Red! Let’s go!” “The house just ate d
Bidding
The room rippled. A mom in pearls turned to her husband. “Did he say five hundred?” “I did,” Blake said, standing halfway. “The children's hospital deserves it. Put me down for $500.” “Wow, that's kind.” The mom in pearls commented.Blake smiled, “ oh don't mention, it's nothing.”Ms. Dorian blinked. “Well! That’s… generous, Mr. Harrington. Do I hear $550?” Silence. “Sold to Blake Harrington for $500!” Applause, thin and confused. Blake bowed like he’d just won an Oscar. He glanced back at Gwen. She was staring at her program, ignoring him. Everyone other student rolled their eyes. “Here we go again...” They commented.[Item 2— Signed Basketball][Real Value: $40. Signature is forged by an unverified person.]“$2,000,” Blake called before the starting bid was even announced. John chuckled and shook his head. “Even with the system's money, I can't be this stupid.” Marcus whistled low. “Dude, your dad’s gonna kill you.” “Nah,” Blake said. “He told me to ‘make an impress
OUTBIDDED
“Blake, are you sure you want to go that high? It's just a charity for children's hospitals.” Marcus asked in concern for his friend.“Yes, I want to go that high.” Blake replied, his arrogance rising high.At this point, everyone had caught on that this was a competition between Blake and John.Everyone's eyes turned to John, wondering if John would topple the amount.John just slid his hands into his pockets and leaned back against the wall. He said nothing. “My work is done.” He thought to himself.Blake’s grin was savage. “Yeah. That’s what I thought. Sit down, scholarship kid.” “$1000,000 going once… going twice… SOLD to Blake Harrington!” Applause now, louder — mostly because people couldn’t believe what they were seeing. Blake jogged up, grabbed the box, and held it over his head like a championship belt. “For the kids!” he shouted. Cameras flashed. He got back to his seat and flipped the lid open.The tea cups were old and had some broken parts. It had a musty smell.
Roll
It was day two of the charity week.The auditorium was packed. Parents with camcorders, students with phones up, local news in the back.It was thirty minutes in. Two departments had already performed.Ms. Dorian stood backstage, clipboard in hand.“Okay, event 3! Music class duet: ‘Starlight’ by Harriet and Sam!” she indicated to the announcer.The announcer, a senior named Kyle, stepped to the mic.“Ladies and gentlemen, for our third performance tonight… a song from the music class! Please welcome Harriet and Sam!”There was silence.Kyle looked around.“Harriet? Sam?” he tried again, laughing nervously. “You guys there?”From the front row, Sam stood up alone. “I’m not doing it without her,” he said into the mic. His voice echoed. “We were supposed to do it together. If Harriet’s not here, then I’m not singing.”He sat back down.The auditorium buzzed.Kyle nodded. “Uh… okay! That’s… very loyal of you, Sam! Uh, Ms. Dorian?”Ms. Dorian whispered from the side: “They said Harriet c
Cry And Regret
Blake’s eyes darted around. He yanked Selene forward and shoved her toward John.“Fine! Here! I’m giving her back to you! That’s what you want, right? Take your stupid girlfriend! Just stop targeting me!”Selene stumbled.“Wait— Blake—”She hit the floor hard.She gasped. A sharp, wet sound.John’s eyes dropped. Dark red was spreading on her light blue dress.“No. No no. She’s pregnant.” How could you do that?” John asked Blake.“Selene!” he dropped to his knees.Selene was clutching her stomach, breathing fast. “It hurts… it hurts so much…”People screamed.“Oh my god is that blood?!”“Someone call 911!”“BLAKE!”Blake was already running. He didn’t look back. The exit doors slammed behind him.Ms. Dorian was on her radio. “We need an ambulance! Now!”John picked Selene up. She was light. Shaking.“Stay with me,” he said quietly. “Stay awake. You’re okay.”He carried her out of the auditorium, through the crowd that parted for him. Phones were still recording.He headed to the neares
Lv2 Beauties
John crouched down and kissed her thighs. Then he slowly moved upwards towards the center of her legs.Joan's breath shook. She opened her legs wider. John could get the sweet scent of her V. He reached for her panties and pulled it aside.Her beautifully shaved V greeted him, all wet.He sent out his tongue and licked her little pink clit.“Ahn” a moan escaped Joan's mouth, making her feel embarrassed.“Is this really your first time?” John asked softly.“Yes,” Joan replied in a shy voice.“Don't worry, I'll make you feel pleasure.” John reassured her.He sent his tongue deeper and licked the juicy walls of her V.Joan couldn't stop moaning.John concentrated on licking her clit, then he inserted his hands into her and moved in a steady rhythm.Joan kept moaning. The pleasure was too intense. She laid her back on the bed and opened her legs wider, giving John all the access he wanted.After a while, the pleasure became intense. “Haaah!” Joan moaned louder.John noticed this and inc
Originals
John arrived at Lara’s Warehouse the next day at 6:30 AM, Fog still on the ground. The warehouse looked abandoned. Rusted gate. One lightbulb over the door.John knocked. Nothing. He knocked again. The metal door slid open with a loud scrape. Lara was standing there. Black tank top. Cargo pants. Hair tied back. Scar over her left eyebrow. She had a cup of coffee in one hand and was chewing gum with the other. [Level 2 Lady detected. Current affection: -10]“What? Is her affection for me at negative ten?” John thought in shock.Most ladies would look at him and fall for his charming looks.“I wonder what will make her affection go up. Is it money like every other lady?” He asked himself in anticipation.Lara looked John up and down. Slow. Like she was scanning him for weapons."You're John," she said. "Yes," John said. "Mr. Leo sent me." She took a sip of coffee. "I know. He called me 3 times last night." She stepped aside. "Come in. If you can keep up." The inside wa
NO DRESS
“Originals are special people with extraordinary skills and extraordinary strength. Originals are very reserved, so they hardly publicly display their identity.” Lara explained. “I have only ever been defeated by two people: an original, and you. So I just guessed you might be one of them.”John chuckled nervously, then he fell deep in thoughts. “Could this be what the system meant by discovering my real identity?” He asked himself.John shook his head and regained his composure. “ So, these originals, what are they like?”“Oh don't worry. There are lots of them in Salt City. When you go there, you'll meet some. They are very strong. Some are even stronger than you.” Lara said casually.“Oh I see… I guess that's why Mr Leo insisted that I have a bodyguard. Thank you for the information.” John replied.Just then his phone buzzed on the bench. He picked up. It was Catherine."John" Catherine’s voice was loud even on speaker. "The night club Tonight. 9 PM. We agreed to go there. To rel