The Imperial Tower
Author: Jericho Chase
last update2026-05-21 11:05:50

The first thing Arthur noticed as soon as he stepped out of Jamie's car was that no Blue-Class students were seen anywhere near the building.

Arthur asked, "So, only Red-class and White-class students can live here?"

Jamie gave a quick nod. “Yes, master. Blue-class students are forbidden from entering inside without an invitation.”

Arthur didn't say anything. He followed Jamie through the revolving door into a lavish lobby that stretched upward like a cathedral.

The interior was straight
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  • First encounter

    The next morning, Arthur woke up to the smell of freshly cooked food. Soft sunlight streamed through the massive glass windows of the 100th floor, bathing the luxurious suite in gold. Arthur slowly opened his eyes and sat up on the enormous king-sized bed. For a brief second, he almost forgot where he was. Then he recalled what happened yesterday: The Imperial Tower, the hundredth floor, and the Golden Student. A knock came from the bedroom door. One of the butlers stepped inside respectfully. “Good morning, Master Arthur. Your breakfast is ready." Arthur nodded lazily before getting out of bed. A long table sat on the terrace overlooking the city, dressed with white linen, gleaming silverware, and fresh flowers in a crystal vase. The table was packed with food. Enough food for twenty people. Arthur sat down at the head of the table as his two butlers appeared at his sides—one pouring fresh orange juice into a crystal glass, the other arranging warm pastries on a gold-rimmed

  • The student council's meeting

    At the very top of the academy’s administrative district stood a circular chamber reserved exclusively for the academy’s students council. This was not a place ordinary students could enter. Only the academy’s true rulers gathered here. In the middle of the room stood a big black round table, with an enormous chandelier above it that is shaped like a crown. Seated around the table were the most powerful students in Royal Elite Academy. They were all future CEOs, political heirs, and royal descendants. Every student seated in the chamber was a member of the White Class—the highest pinnacle of the Royal Elite Academy’s hierarchy. Seated at the head of the table was Roseline Zenith, President of the Council. Roseline was 20 years old, though her eyes seem a bit matured. Her black hair was neatly tied into a tight bun, and her White-Class uniform was spotless. She wore a black tie with gold lining and a platinum lapel pin that had the Zenith family crest, marking her as a member o

  • The Golden Student part 2

    The room fell into an awkward silence. Even the wind drifting in from the terrace seemed quieter.Director Ross softly cleared his throat, pulling himself together."Of course, Master Arthur," he said carefully. "You may choose whichever uniform you wish to wear. The Golden Student holds that privilege."He hesitated, making sure to choose his words wisely. "However, if I may offer some professional advice, Master Arthur, I would strongly recommend at least the Red-Class uniform."Arthur's expression didn't change. He let him finish.Ross neatly folded his gloved hands in front of him. The Blue-Class students don't get treated as nicely as the others. They are ignored, mocked, and often looked down upon by nearly everyone."Jamie nodded feverishly.“He’s right!” Jamie quickly added. "Blue-Class students are treated like NPCs here. Some people practically use them as servants.”Ross gave a small nod of agreement. "The Red-Class offers a comfortable middle ground for you. You would stil

  • The Golden Student

    An hour later, a firm knock fell on Jamie's door. Jamie walked over and pulled it open. The moment he opened it, his entire body stiffened. A tall, middle-aged man stood outside, dressed in a pristine black suit, silver gloves, and a platinum crest pinned to his chest. Behind him were four attendants in uniform. Jamie’s eyes widened instantly. This was the man who controlled access to every floor in the Imperial Tower. Even the White-Class students treated him with the utmost respect. He was Director Ross "Are you Arthur Moore?" Ross inquired. Before Jamie could stammer out a response, Arthur stepped forward from inside the room. "I'm Arthur Moore," he said calmly. Ross surveyed Arthur briefly and bowed with a slight nod. "Master Arthur," he addressed with respect. "It’s a great honor to meet you. My name is Ross Crowne. Imperial Tower Management Director" Jamie tensed up in surprise. He had no clue what was happening at the moment. "The academy has received confirmati

  • The Imperial Tower

    The first thing Arthur noticed as soon as he stepped out of Jamie's car was that no Blue-Class students were seen anywhere near the building. Arthur asked, "So, only Red-class and White-class students can live here?" Jamie gave a quick nod. “Yes, master. Blue-class students are forbidden from entering inside without an invitation.” Arthur didn't say anything. He followed Jamie through the revolving door into a lavish lobby that stretched upward like a cathedral. The interior was straight out of a seven-star luxury hotel, with crystal chandeliers up above and bellhops all over the place. Arthur couldn't stop admiring the water features in the lobby and the private elevators gliding silently behind gold-trimmed glass. Jamie led Arthur to a private elevator. He pressed his thumb against a scanner, and the doors slid open silently. "Floor 1 to 30 mostly belongs to Red-Class," Jamie said as the elevator began to rise. "The higher the floor, the greater the student’s influence."

  • The hierarchy system

    Jamie's knees dropped to the cobblestones, his phone clutched in both hands, staring at the screen as if he had just received a message from heaven. "I don't... I can't..." He looked up at Arthur with eyes that were shaking. "I don't believe it." "What did he send you?" a student demanded, pushing forward. "Jamie, how much?" another asked. Jamie held his phone tightly against his chest and shook his head. He honored his word and didn't share it with anyone. But his silence spoke louder than any number could. Arthur came over to where Jamie was kneeling on the cobblestone pavement. He stopped in front of him, staring down like someone who knew exactly how powerful he was. "Get up, my lapdog," Arthur said, gesturing toward the academy buildings. "And show me around. Right now." Jamie scrambled to his feet. Then, to everyone's shock, Jamie shamelessly lowered his head in a bow. "With pleasure," Jamie uttered, then raised his eyes. "Would you mind telling me your name?" Arthur

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