Before lunch, news of Tedmond accepting Kyle’s challenge had spread throughout the school. Everyone was talking about it, and it even reached the ears of his ex-girlfriend. She and his former siblings were eagerly anticipating the event.
They were seated in the cafeteria since it was lunchtime but not yet 2 PM.
“That bastard is going to show us how useless he is again,” Max sneered, gesturing with his hand and smirking. “He doesn’t even have great stamina, let alone the ability to win.”
Maxine chuckled. “He’s always been stupid. I’ll make another video of his embarrassment for my vlog.”
Lisa had the brightest smile on her face. “I’m so glad I chose you, Max,” she purred. “He was such a pain in the ass.”
Just then, Tedmond walked past them, catching the attention of many, including Lisa. The moment she saw him, a disgusted look appeared on her face.
‘Why is he so neatly dressed?’ she thought, scanning him from head to toe and noticing his new clothes and shoes. ‘Where did he get the money to buy those?’
Everyone else began to murmur, making sure that no empty seats were near them.
Tedmond paid no attention to the whispers and headed towards a group of four males sitting at a table. It was thirty minutes before 2 PM, and he still hadn’t formed his team.
When he reached the table, the four males, all dressed in nerdy outfits with large glasses, looked isolated from the others, like a bunch of nerds forced to do assignments for their classmates.
“Hello,” Tedmond said.
His voice drew their attention, and they looked up at him, their eyes widening in surprise.
“Oh, hello,” one of them replied, nervously fiddling with the bottle of water in his hands.
“Can I sit?” Tedmond asked.
“Sure!” they all chimed in unison, as if they’d been waiting for him to ask.
Tedmond knew all four of them from high school, though they hadn’t spoken much. Now, they were all freshmen at the same college. The four had been best friends since childhood and had never separated.
“Are you here to ask us to be your teammates for the basketball match?” Liam asked, the one who had first replied.
“If that’s the case,” Noah chimed in before Tedmond could respond, “then yes.”
“Definitely yes,” Oliver, the third one, added.
“Count me in,” James, the fourth one, said. “Do you know how long we’ve wanted you on our team?”
A smile crossed Tedmond’s face. He had approached them for that exact reason. These four were the best players on their high school basketball team. Even though it was a community school, they had won a few medals, though they weren’t very well-known.
They had seen Tedmond play basketball once and had asked him to join their team, but he had declined because he needed to work part-time to afford college.
“That’s exactly why I’m here,” Tedmond confirmed. “I’m surprised you agreed, considering I turned you down years ago.”
“That was nothing,” Liam said. “We’re more than happy to team up with you.”
“Thanks for reaching out,” Oliver added.
“We’re really glad,” Noah chimed in.
“We’ll be there by 2 PM,” James said. “We’ll make sure that rich kid eats his words. He called us losers, but he’ll regret it.”
Tedmond felt a bit out of place, considering he was now part of the “rich kids” group. “Thanks. I’ll see you on the court.” With that, he rose and left the cafeteria, leaving smiles on the faces of his new teammates.
“This is your chance to get the necklace,” Max told Lisa, frowning at the fact that there were still people willing to talk to Tedmond. “Make sure you get it from him.”
As Tedmond walked past, Lisa followed right after. Sensing that he was being followed, Tedmond changed course and headed toward the men’s restroom instead of his class as originally planned.
Seeing his direction, Lisa called out to him.
“Ted!” she yelled, running after him and blocking his path.
He glared down at her, raising an eyebrow, waiting for her to try and manipulate him like she had so many times before.
“Stop walking,” she said.
“What do you want, sister-in-law?” he asked, intentionally using the title to mock her.
Her eyes flickered with fake concern. “I was wondering where you slept last night,” she began. “I had no idea you’d been thrown out like that. If you need a place, you can stay at my old apartment. I’ll help you, out of the love we once shared. I know you still love me, so I’ll let you stay there until the rent I paid runs out.”
His glare intensified. “I don’t need your fake help.” He tried to walk past her, but she grabbed his arm.
“Stop being stubborn!” she shouted, her patience wearing thin. “You dared to accept Kyle’s challenge! Aren’t you terrified of being a slave for the rest of your life? I’m trying to help you, and you still won’t listen. This is why I left you.”
He pulled his arm free, fists clenching. Just yesterday, she’d said she left him because he was too poor, but now she was blaming his stubbornness.
“What I do with my life is none of your business!” he snapped. “Don’t ever talk to me again.”
Her teeth clenched. If it weren’t for the necklace, she wouldn’t have bothered clinging to him like this. But she hid her frustration. If she could get that necklace, she would be fully acknowledged by the Griffin family.
“If you don’t want the apartment, how about giving me something to remember you by?” she suggested. “Something I can wear all the time, like a necklace.”
She was trying to use his past feelings for her to get the necklace, but all he felt looking at her now was disgust. It made him wonder why he had ever liked her.
Just then, three males walked out of the restroom, and Tedmond smirked. “Why would a married woman want to remember her ex? Do you still want me as your boyfriend, even though you’re married to my brother?” he asked loudly, catching the attention of the other guys.
Lisa bit her lip. “Of course n...”
“Look behind you,” Tedmond said, cutting her off. “Don’t you dare speak to me again or call me ‘Ted.’ You’re not qualified to call me that. And tell Max that whatever he wants, he’ll never get.”
She glanced back, and the blood drained from her face when she saw the group of males. Tedmond took the opportunity to leave, while she scrambled to explain herself, trying to prevent any rumors from spreading.
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CHAPTER 874
Persis let out a soft, melodic laugh, the tension from the beach dissolving completely as she tossed the invitation back onto Thomas’s silver tray. She stepped closer to Tedmond, her eyes bright with a sudden, playful energy that contrasted sharply with the high-stakes corporate warfare they had been discussing."Well, if we're going to completely upstage a D.C. dynasty in front of the entire infrastructure committee," she murmured, looping her arms around his neck, "we certainly can't wear our beach clothes."She tilted her head up, a brilliant, knowing smile spreading across her face."Should I pick the outfits for us, honey? I think a classic black-tie aesthetic would contrast beautifully with whatever desperate shade of green Arthur is going to turn when we walk through the front doors."Tedmond’s gaze softened as he looked down at her. His hands came up to rest firmly on her waist, drawing her a fraction closer."I leave the wardrobe entirely in your hands," he said, the low ru
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Tedmond nodded slowly, unbuttoning his cuffs as they walked toward the study."I just need to check the morning routing logs for the infrastructure board before the capital markets open," he said. "The Meriwether seats should be cleared by seven.""Sir," Thomas stepped forward, his voice a smooth, rhythmic cadence that perfectly matched the quiet atmosphere of the house. "Forgive the late intrusion, but this arrived via courier fifteen minutes ago. It carries an executive priority seal."Tedmond paused, his blue eyes narrowing slightly at the silver tray. "Who sent it?""The return protocol traces back to Arthur Meriwether’s private office, sir," Thomas replied. "It is an invitation to a formal gala."Tedmond didn't even reach for the envelope. A flicker of cold disdain crossed his face, his voice dropping into a flat, immediate refusal. "Burn it. I told him in the parking lot that I don't do business on the sand, and I certainly don't drink with desperate men trying to buy back the
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Vance stepped up beside Arthur, resting a flat hand against the heavy table to ground him. "Arthur, ease off. Let him speak.""No, Vance! I am paying for an option!" Arthur hissed. His eyes were bloodshot, his voice rising to a frantic, erratic pitch that echoed off the metal bulkheads. "I’m the one on the hook here! Tomorrow morning, a mandate lands on my compliance chief's desk. Forty percent of my infrastructure seats… gone!”His eyes narrowed. “I am handing him the keys to the kingdom because my idiot son made a scene over a volleyball! I am not going to sit back and let a man in a linen shirt dictate whether my family eats or starves!"Henderson didn't flinch. He slowly set his mug down, the ceramic clicking sharply against the heavy oak surface."You think you're the first person to stand in this cabin and scream about the keys to the kingdom?" Henderson murmured, his voice dropping into a low, chilling register that instantly cut through Arthur’s hysteria. "Ten years ago,
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The SUV ground to a halt at the gated entrance of Pier Forty-Two, its tires crunching heavily over shards of glass and dried seaweed. The driver killed the engine and headlights, plunging the cabin into near-total darkness."Keep the engine warm," Vance told the driver, his voice a low whisper. He turned to Arthur, his expression grim. "Keep your mouth shut unless he asks you a direct question. These old intelligence brokers don't care about your banking committees. They only care about survival parameters."Arthur nodded frantically, his throat bone-dry as he stepped out into the biting, salt-heavy air.They walked down the long, creaking pier, the ancient timber groaning beneath their weight like a staircase ready to collapse. At the very end of the dock, tied to a pair of rusted iron bollards, sat The Iron Sentry. The trawler was massive, its hull covered in jagged patches of dark orange rust, looking completely abandoned to the casual eye. But Vance’s sharp ears caught the f
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Vance’s fingers moved across his screen with a rapid, practiced rhythm, its dull glow illuminating the sharp angles of his face. The interior of the SUV remained dead silent, save for the low hum of the climate control and the distant, mocking murmur of the surf.Outside the tinted window, Arthur paced a tight, frantic line in the gravel. Every crunch of stone beneath his designer loafers felt like a second ticking away from his life. He checked his watch again, his heart hammering violently against his ribs.Inside the cabin, Vance placed the phone to his ear. It didn't ring with a standard tone; instead, a series of high-pitched digital clicks echoed through the speaker before a heavily modulated voice patched through."Speak," the voice rasped, entirely devoid of inflection."It’s Vance. I need a line to Henderson," Vance said, his tone flat and professional. "Code alpha-seven. The maritime grid."A long pause stretched over the airwaves. The silence was so heavy that Vance co
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Arthur stood rooted to the gravel for a full minute after the taillights of the vintage convertible disappeared past the resort’s iron gates. The exhaust from Tedmond’s engine still hung faint and heavy in the humid night air.Slowly, the paralysis left his limbs. He lowered the leather portfolio, his knuckles aching from how tightly he’d been gripping the eighty-million-dollar offering. The panic in his chest hadn't receded; it had simply crystallized into a cold, terrifying realization. They weren't just taking his boards, his seats, and his autonomy. They were systematically dismantling the perimeter he had spent his entire life building."Are they..." Arthur’s voice cracked in the darkness, trailing off before he could finish the thought. He looked toward the shadow of the main gates. "Are they going to take revenge anyway?"The question hung unanswered in the empty driveway. A document at eight o'clock tomorrow morning wasn't a truce; it was a hostage situation. Handing ov
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