The Campus Loser’s Billionaire System

Chapter 9

Inside an elegant private room at the Night Owl, the air was thick with the scent of expensive perfume and foreign liquor.

Several gorgeously dressed women sat across the plush leather sofas, their revealing dresses and colorful stockings striking under the flickering lights.

They exuded a mature charm, throwing flirtatious glances and teasing winks toward Marcus.

Sitting off to the side, Mila looked noticeably out of her depth. Dressed in her short skirt, she couldn’t compete with the worldly charm of the women who frequented the Night Owl.

To them, she was just an amateur. Marcus had only pursued her because he had grown bored of the club regulars and wanted a fresh, naive distraction.

Mila knew deep down she was nothing more than a temporary trophy to Marcus, which was precisely why she had always been so bitter and envious of Maya’s steady relationship with Dean.

It had been so easy to manipulate Maya. All Mila had to do was flaunt the lavish gifts, high-end dinners, and lifestyle Marcus provided, making Maya feel like she was settling.

And just like any girl blinded by greed, Maya had fallen for it hook, line, and sinker, eventually trading Dean for Felix Croft, who was essentially just a younger, wealthier version of Marcus.

Mila’s eyes narrowed as she stared blankly at her drink, her mind racing back to the incident at the sales center.

‘What is the deal with Dean? Something is totally wrong here. Is he actually one of those ultra-rich heirs pretending to be poor to test people? Did he finally reveal his true identity because Maya failed his test?’

Her heart cold-sweated at the terrifying thought.

Beside her, a voluptuous woman wrapped an arm around Marcus’s shoulder.

“Marcus, honey, what’s wrong? Why the heavy face tonight?”

Marcus scowled, tossing back a glass of neat whiskey before slamming the heavy crystal glass onto the marble tabletop.

“I ran into a complete jinx today,” Marcus growled, his voice thick with rage. “I took Mila out to look at villas, and some arrogant little bastard actually had the nerve to have the Mapleland security throw me out onto the street! In all my years in Sky City, when has anyone ever dared to treat me like trash?!”

The surrounding women gasped in genuine shock. “Really, Marcus? Is there actually someone in Sky City stupid enough to disrespect you?”

Everyone in the local nightlife scene knew Marcus Polland was a force to be reckoned with. Managing a premier venue like the Night Owl meant he had muscle and connections backing him. None of the women could fathom who would dare cross him so openly.

BANG!

Marcus struck the table with a heavy fist, the liquor bottles rattling violently. “I’m going to rip that brat apart and take back my dignity! If I let this slide, how am I supposed to keep my head up in Sky City?! Call my brothers back right now. It’s been too long since people around here remembered why they ought to fear the Polland name!”

Mila’s breath hitched, and she swallowed hard. “Marcus... do we really need to escalate it that far?”

Marcus’s older brothers were terrifying figures. One was deeply entrenched in the city’s criminal underworld, controlling a vast network of illicit operations. His other brother, universally known as Boss Tigre, was an industrial heavyweight with assets exceeding a billion dollars, commanding a small army of brutal enforcers across Sky City.

Sitting quietly among the club women, Mila didn’t even dare to call Marcus by his pet names anymore, keeping her head low. The women of the Night Owl were sharp, ruthless, and experienced so Mila only had the nerve to act spoiled when Marcus was alone with her.

“When my brothers step in, that broke bastard is going to realize what true terror feels like,” Marcus sneered, his tone laced with a chilling, murderous edge.

His eyes burned with uncontrolled rage, the thick veins along his forearms bulging ominously as he gripped his glass tightly enough to shatter it.

He was going to make Dean Anders bleed for every ounce of humiliation he had suffered today.