[40] New Task
Author: De_law17
last update2025-07-28 20:49:28

Lincoln's arrest made waves all over news channels and social media platforms. The signature hashtag 'BIG BOSS CAUGHT SELLING SNOW ' was the most discussed and debated subject on the conversation platform.

The video of Jace beating him up in the bar also resurfaced online; however, Jace's face was hidden throughout the fifteen-minute clips. Even his voice was changed, and it highlighted every single word that Lincoln said, adding to the mountain pile of evidence against him.

The video was released to the main stream and was promoted by the system, so not even the best and most sophisticated software could find its source, making it another subject for debate. All these were included in Jace's detailed plot.

Jace himself was publicly credited by the police department and the FBI for his assistance in their investigation. And even though not many people recognised it because of other headlines, Jace was grateful and satisfied.

Now, with Lincoln gone from his life forever, the young
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  • [65]The invite

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  • [64] Why was I getting hard?

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  • [62] You will regret this

    Dave stormed down the corridor, his shoes striking the polished tiles in sharp, echoing steps. The echoes followed him like a drumbeat to his fury, each one pushing him faster until he reached the heavy oak door at the end of the hall. Mr. Coleman, the name on a golden plate hung firmly on the door, indicating that it was Tristan Coleman's office, the place where his father was also expected to be. Dave didn’t knock, he just pushed the door open so hard it slammed into the wall, his breath heavy like someone who had just run a marathon. Tears still cling to the corner of his eyes, and shame washes over his face. Inside, the room smelled faintly of leather and cologne, with the tall windows letting in shafts of sunlight that fell over the polished desk where Tristan Coleman lounged in a tailored navy suit. As the door flung open, his sharp eyes flickered toward Dave with mild irritation. Beside him, seated in the high-backed leather chair, was Washington, Dave’s father, his broad

  • [62] Potential love interest: 79

    Dave’s jaw was locked so tight that the muscles in his face twitched. His eyes swept over the crowd, as the elites who had cheered for him minutes ago now sat in rigid silence. The reality was humiliating, not even his father had voted for him, the same man whom he thought would be the reason he'd win, now brought him nothing but shame. Whispers darted across the hall like sparks, some sharp with shock and others dripping with disbelief. The elite students were somewhat divided, their eyes gleaming with pride and jealousy. The scholarship students were on their feet, clapping and cheering. Their faces glowed with a pride that hadn’t been there before. The elites, however, looked as if they had swallowed something bitter. Their prestige, their untouchable confidence, had just been pierced by someone they had barely considered worthy to stand at the podium. Dave growled, his hands curled into fists, but he couldn’t do anything about it. An agreement was an agreement. The terms had

  • [61] The debate 2

    The debate began, and Dave started strong, at least on the surface. His voice was smooth, and his points well-rehearsed. He spoke about preserving elite traditions and maintaining the prestige of the institution. He often dropped a subtle dig at scholarship students between the lines, with statements like "Without a set of people, I believe the standard of this academy would be unmatched anywhere in the world." Whenever he talked about lowering standards, Dave's eyes flicked to Jace’s side of the room. At the same time, the elite audience nodded approvingly, almost every one of them agreed with his hinted discriminatory speech. As for the scholarship students, they shifted uncomfortably, because Dave spoke with so much confidence and Charisma that would make anyone agree with him. Even Tristan Coleman nodded his head at intervals.When Dave finished, he took a bow and stepped back from the podium, the elite audience erupted with cheers and applauses, and then finally it was Jace’s

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