Graduation Day
Author: Jericho Chase
last update2025-03-31 23:55:23

The university hall was filled with the excited murmurs of graduating students, proud parents, and faculty members. The ceremony proceeded as each names were called met with applause and cheers.

But when the dean announced, "Snow Reeds—summa cum laude, valedictorian, and recipient of the Chancellor’s Award for Academic Excellence," the applause was thunderous.

No one in the audience—not her classmates, not even her professors—knew the truth about Snow.

To them, Snow was just another brilliant student, a quiet but determined young woman who had worked hard for her achievements.

None of them suspected she was the sister of Barry Reeds, the most powerful and wealthiest man in the world.

Snow had kept her identity hidden deliberately, wanting to earn her success on her own merits, not because of her brother's name or wealth.

And she succeeded.

As she walked across the stage to receive her honors, her gaze swept over the crowd—and then she saw them.

Barry.

Veronica.

And a lit
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  • Justice

    The next morning, Dexter sat in the plush suite Barry had arranged for him, flipping through a newspaper.Just as he was lost in thought, the door opened without warning. Barry Sullivan walked in, flanked by two of Brutus’s former lawyers, along with a few government officials holding thick stacks of documents. Dexter stood abruptly, his pulse quickening as Barry dropped the papers onto the table. "Congratulations, Dexter," Barry said. "Everything that’s been taken from you has been returned." Dexter caught his breath sharply.His eyes flickered to the documents—property deeds, business contracts, bank statements—all stamped and signed, all bearing his name. The family business. The Theodore estate. The cars, the trusts, the investments. Every stolen asset were now legally his again. Dexter's hands trembled as he reached for one of the documents. His name was right there—Dexter Theodore, reinstated as the sole heir and legal owner."This… this can’t be real," he whispered, h

  • Final straw

    Later that evening, just as the sun was sinking behind the skyline and casting a gold hue across the Theodore estate, a sleek black government SUV rolled up the driveway.Brutus paced furiously in his study, still reeling from the disaster of the day. He had gotten off a hundred calls from family and business associates. He had spent another extra two hours asking for help from people he knew and trusted. But all his efforts turned fruitless. Just then, his butler opened the door to his study. There was a grim expression in his face that frightened Brutus. "Sir," the butler said, voice tight, "the Mayor is here to see you. And he’s… not alone." Brutus scoffed. "What the hell does he want now?" He stormed toward the foyer, only to freeze in his tracks. The Mayor stood in the doorway, his face deadpan. Behind him, a swarm of government agents in dark suits fanned out, already moving past him into the house. Some carried official-looking documents, others had equipment—cameras,

  • Trouble

    The next morning, Brutus Theodore was lounging in his study, sipping on a glass of imported whiskey when his phone rang. He answered with a smug tone, "Brutus speaking."The voice on the other end was frantic. "Mr. Theodore, this is the Port Authority. It's about the shipment. Your goods at the seaport have been seized!"Brutus nearly choked on his drink. "What?!" He slammed the glass down, his face flushing red. "By who? On what grounds?""By order of Sullivan Group, sir. They claim legal ownership of the cargo."Brutus's blood ran cold. "That's impossible! Those are my goods! I paid for them!""The ship carrying your merchandise was recently acquired by Sullivan Group. As per international shipping law, the vessel and all its contents legally belong to them now."Brutus's hands shook with rage. "That's bullshit! What about the money? They can't just steal $400 million worth of merchandise. I paid for them!"“We understand your frustration, sir,” the voice said flatly, “but the tran

  • Revelation

    Earlier, Barry and Snow had intentionally altered their appearances—subtle changes in clothing, posture, and grooming to appear like common folk. Barry had swapped his tailored suit for a simple blazer and loosened tie, while Snow wore minimal makeup and dressed in a modest gown, her hair tied in a relaxed bun. The goal was simple: to fool the Theodores and see them in their rawest, truest form.They had wanted to see the Theodores' true colors before revealing themselves, and the family had played right into their hands. Brutus let out a harsh, mocking laugh. "That's a bloody lie. Who do you think you are, impersonating the wealthiest man alive?" Barry's lips quirked in amusement. "Believe whatever helps you sleep at night. But know this—I'll have you stripped of everything you stole from Dexter. And I will enjoy watching you suffer for it." Brutus's face darkened, but his sneer remained. "I admit, you're good at fighting. But don't think for a second you scare me, even with

  • Barry Sullivan

    Dexter stood frozen, his cheek stinging from the blow, the taste of copper sharp on his tongue. His fingers trembled as he touched the reddening mark, his eyes wide with shock. Brutus loomed over him, his voice roaring like thunder. "Is this how you behave, you ungrateful wretch? How dare you bring these filthy rats into my house and let them defile me?" . Dexter swallowed hard, his voice barely steady. "Why should they sit on the bench? Mr. Barry is my future brother-in-law, and Snow is my fiancée. I had to show them some hospitality." A sharp laugh cut through the tension. Dexter’s aunt, a gaunt woman with piercing eyes, stepped forward, her lips curled in a sneer. "How dare you speak in that manner? If I recall correctly, you are no longer a member of the Theodore household. And yet, your uncle granted you an audience. Is this how you repay his kindness?" Brutus growled. “Kindness?” He threw up his hands. “I’m regretting it right now! I’ve had enough of this rubbish. Ever

  • Brutus Theodore

    Dexter had just disappeared into the depths of the mansion when the doors of the dining hall swung open. A boisterous wave of laughter and clinking glasses spilled into the sitting room, followed by the Theodore family. At the forefront was Brutus Theodore—Dexter’s uncle.He was a broad-shouldered man with a thick beard and a face flushed from wine. His expensive suit strained against his girth as he strode forward, still chuckling at some private joke. But the moment his eyes landed on the sitting room, his laughter died. His entire body stiffened. Barry lounged in the velvet armchair like a king on his throne, one leg crossed over the other, fingers steepled in amusement. Snow sat nearby, unbothered, sipping from a delicate glass of wine she had apparently procured from somewhere. Brutus’s face darkened. His thick fingers curled into fists. "WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?" His roar silenced the chatter behind him. The rest of the family—uncles, aunts, cousins—froze, thei

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