2025-01-20 14:19:41“Then why are you here?” she demanded, believing he was just lying.
“To attend the auction,” Raymond replied simply, his voice steady.
Immediately Dahlia’s jaw tightened, disbelief flashing across her face. “You’re attending the auction?” she repeated, as if the words themselves were ridiculous. “Raymond, do you even hear yourself? You’re making a fool of yourself. Just return the card and stop this before it gets worse.”
Raymond’s gaze remained steady, his voice calm but firm.
“I don’t need your concern, Dahlia. You’ve already made it clear where we stand.”
Seeing Raymond's attitude Caleb smirked with disdain.
“You should leave,” he said, his tone dripping with superiority. “This place isn’t for people like you. You’ll only embarrass yourself further. And Dahlia—stop wasting your time on him. The last thing you need is to be associated with his mess. It’s wise of you to have dumped him. No women would like to be with such trash!”
However, before Raymond could respond, a voice cut through the noise like a blade.
“Darling, sorry for keeping you waiting!” the voice said, warm and intimate.
Immediately the crowd turned in unison as Malisa stepped into view, her presence commanding instant attention.
She was strikingly beautiful, her tailored dress highlighting her graceful figure. Her sharp eyes carried a quiet authority.
Compared to her, even Dahlia’s polished appearance seemed dimmed, her usual poise suddenly overshadowed.
Malisa’s strides were confident, purposeful, and as she reached Raymond, she slipped her arm through his with effortless familiarity, and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek, her smile teasing but affectionate.
Immediately Raymond’s eyes widened for a moment, but he quickly understood her intent.
She was trying to help him. He said nothing, choosing instead to play along, though the unexpected closeness sent a faint ripple of unease through him.
At that moment Celeb’s smirk froze, his confidence faltering as he processed what was happening. His eyes flickered between Malisa and Raymond, disbelief clouding his expression.
Dahlia’s lips parted, her voice barely above a whisper. “Darling?” she echoed, the word hanging in the air.
Malisa turned to face her, her sharp eyes gleaming with an almost imperceptible smirk. “Yes, darling,” she said, her tone dripping with gentle mockery. “Is there a problem?”
The crowd, initially silent, began whispering in shock and envy.
Malisa’s beauty and elegance were impossible to ignore, and the way she clung to Raymond with such intimacy shattered the image they had of him as “just a nobody.”
“She’s stunning,” another murmured, their eyes fixed on Malisa.
“How did he…?”Caleb, standing stiffly beside Dahlia, clenched his jaw.
Dahlia’s composure faltered, her fists clenching at her sides. “Raymond,” she began, her voice trembling with a mix of anger and something else—jealousy. “So, this is why you’re here? You’ve… moved on so quickly?”
Before Raymond could respond, Malisa tightened her grip on his arm and leaned closer, her head tilting toward his shoulder.
“We were planning to keep things quiet for a little while,” she said smoothly, her eyes twinkling with feigned innocence. “But I suppose there’s no point in hiding it now.”
Dahlia’s face flushed red, her jealousy barely concealed beneath her anger.
Caleb stood rigid, his eyes narrowing as he watched Malisa lean into Raymond with an easy familiarity. The way she rested her hand lightly on his arm, the warmth in her tone when she addressed him—it all struck a nerve.
He couldn't believe that right after being dumped by Dahlia, Raymond was, already appearing close to a woman who was, frankly, breathtaking.
However he couldn't hide his anger anymore.
“ Well I will advise you to stay away from that man.”
Celeb pointed at Raymond.
“He's poor and useless, and I don't understand whatever he must have said to you, he's a liar and don't allow him to trick you.”
At that moment Malisa's jaw tightened.
“ Do I look like someone who can be tricked in your eyes? Malisa Black, senior director of Sky High Bank, I'm smarter than that.”
Upon hearing what Malisa just said, Caleb’s eyes widened in shock.
“Senior director of Sky High Bank?”
He couldn't believe what he just heard. Sky High Bank is just the largest in the country and has businesses spanning all over the world. Though his family was one of the four major families in the city, they were still nothing compared to the Sky High Bank, that’s why he only managed to get their platinum card.
While as the senior director of the bank, Malisa even has the power to decide on major investments and partnerships in this city.
And he couldn't believe such a woman was clinging onto that bastard!
He glanced at Raymond, his eyes narrowing, then whispered to Dahlia who was still in shock.
“It all makes sense now,” he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “He was able to get away from the card thief, and get his way here all because of her.”
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Raymond shook his head, and the way he did it was not the shake of someone who is considering or weighing or leaving any door open for negotiation. It was the shake of someone who has already closed every door and is simply communicating that fact.“No,” he said, and he said it the way a person says a word when the word is the complete and entire sentence. “That is not going to happen.”He looked at Damian Brooks with the kind of steadiness that does not require raising a voice or tightening a jaw because the weight behind it is real enough to carry itself.“You were the one that started all of this,” Raymond said. “Not Megan. Not me. You. You walked into this room this morning like nobody in here had the right to breathe without your permission. You stood in front of these people and you made noise and you threw your weight around and you acted like your connection to this school was something that nobody could touch. You did all of that yourself. Nobody forced you.”His eyes did no
Chapter 226
Something shifted in the room.Not dramatically. Not with the sudden and collective quality of a crowd that has received a clear signal. But with the gradual and settling quality of people who are listening to something that has the ring of a position that is not going to move, and are adjusting their understanding of the morning accordingly.“Your daughter,” Raymond continued, and his voice remained level throughout with the specific and controlled evenness of someone who has thought about what they are about to say and has decided it needs to be said completely and without qualification, “will answer for every documented incident. The bullying. The assault. The fifteen cases that this institution chose to bury rather than address because addressing them was inconvenient for the relationships that mattered to the people making the decisions.”He looked at Damian Brooks with the direct and final quality of someone arriving at the thing they most need to say.“And the blackmail,” he sa
Chapter 225
The room watched Damian Brooks begin to clap with the collective and stunned disbelief of people witnessing something they have assigned to the category of things that do not happen, and the dropping of jaws was not metaphorical this time but the actual and involuntary physical response of people whose faces have received information that their expectations had no category for.This man.This man who had stood at the center of the morning like a weather system, generating pressure and heat and the kind of atmospheric force that bends everything in its vicinity toward its own priorities, this man who had deployed his standing and his connections and the full considerable weight of his accumulated influence with the confident and practiced ease of someone who has never had genuine reason to doubt that the deployment would produce the desired result, was standing in front of Raymond and clapping.Slowly.Deliberately.With the visible and almost painful effort of someone doing something
Chapter 224
The Chancellor stood with his hand still supporting Damian Brooks' arm and shook his head with the slow and genuine quality of someone who is not performing surprise because they have moved past the point where performance is available to them.“I am as shocked as you are,” he said, and the words came out with the flat and unvarnished honesty of someone who has nothing left to construct around the truth. “I don't know him. Not really. Not in the way that would have told me this was possible.”He looked toward Raymond with the expression of someone revising an entire history of assessment in real time.“I knew something was different about him,” he said quietly, more to himself than to the man beside him, with the retrospective and slightly helpless quality of someone connecting dots that were always there but whose pattern only becomes visible from the perspective of having arrived at its conclusion. “Something in the way he carried himself. Something in the way he was never afraid
Chapter 223
Madam Veronica now standing at the edge of the gathering with the expression of someone experiencing a very specific kind of cognitive disruption, the kind that comes not from confusion about what is happening but from the inability to reconcile what is happening with everything you believed you knew about the person at the center of it.She knew Raymond.She had known Raymond across the length of his time with her, had formed her assessments of him through the ordinary accumulation of observation and interaction and the thousand small and unremarkable moments that constitute knowing a person in an academic context. And in all of that knowing, across all of that accumulated time and observation, nothing had suggested this.Nothing had pointed toward this.The money alone was staggering to contemplate. The acquisition of an institution of this scale and this standing was not a transaction that happened at the level of even significant personal wealth. It was a transaction that happened
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He paused for a fraction of a second that had the weight of something much longer."What you have just said," he continued with the quiet and precise force of someone delivering a verdict, "about this student, about the integrity of her achievements, about the nature of her relationship with this institution, is false. It is comprehensively, deliberately, and I believe knowingly false. And you have said it in front of a room full of people in order to damage something that you have no right to touch."His voice remained level throughout with the specific and controlled evenness of someone who has decided that the most powerful thing available to them in this moment is restraint."But since you want to know," he said, and something shifted almost imperceptibly in his tone, moving from the corrective into something that had the quality of an arrival, a moment that has been moving toward this point since before anyone in the room was aware it was moving, "since you have asked directly an
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