2025-12-01 23:07:36Right in the middle of that chaos of continuous roasting and mockery of Michael, the doors swung open hard and Mikel Braken stepped in.
Instantly, heads turned. Conversations paused. Even the DJ’s hype man shouted into the mic, “Yo! Mikel just pulled up!”
Students rushed toward him like he was some kind of celebrity. Mikel removed his sunglasses dramatically, sliding them into his shirt collar like he was in a movie. His grin was wide as he shouted just loud enough for everyone to hear, “So where are Michael and his little poverty squad? Did they get lost on the way here because G****e Maps doesn’t know where the rich party is?”
Laughter erupted across the hall.
Someone yelled, “They probably walked here and got tired halfway!”
Another chimed in, “Or maybe the guards didn’t let them in because they thought they were staff!”
The mocking rolled across the room like a wave. Mikel fed off it instantly.
He climbed onto one of the seating platforms, spreading his arms. “Guys, guys, don’t bully them too much. They probably borrowed outfits tonight. We don’t want them sweating through their one nice shirt!”
The crowd howled. Another student shouted, “Michael probably ironed his clothes with a pot!”
More laughter. Mikel was enjoying himself… until he looked toward a quieter corner of the hall and froze.
There she was, Amara James.
A campus legend. A rising model working with Elite Inc. A woman whose name alone could get brands trending. She stood with Celia, sipping a drink, her expression cool and unbothered as chaos erupted around her. Amara didn’t need to speak to draw attention. Her presence just radiated dominance.
And Mikel? He melted instantly. He swallowed hard. “Oh damn…”
Jane noticed his staring and smirked. “Good luck. You think Amara even knows you exist?”
Danny laughed. “Bro, she only dates men with money… real money.”
Mikel let out a cocky scoff, “I got real money. Watch as I make her laugh hard at my jokes tonight.” He strutted confidently towards Celia and pulled her aside.
“Celia,” he called and lowered his voice. “Do me a favor.”
Celia exhaled, already tired. “This better be good, because the amount of drama tonight is frying my brain.”
Mikel pointed at Amara. “Introduce me.”
Celia blinked twice. “To… Amara James?”
“Yes!” He hissed. “That’s Amara James. THE Amara. The Amara whose face is on every billboard in the city. The woman of my dreams. The-”
“Stop,” Celia cut in. “You sound crazy.”
Mikel looked desperate. “Celia, come on. You know I’ve liked her since freshman year. I’ve tried everything—DMs, gifts, messages through friends…nothing worked. Just introduce me.”
Celia pinched the bridge of her nose. “Mikel, I’m barely keeping this party from exploding. Everyone is already clowning Michael. I’m trying to get them to back off.”
“Then I’ll help,” Mikel said quickly.
Celia raised a brow. “You? ”
“Yes. I’ll calm everyone down. I’ll tell them to chill. I swear.”
“You swear?”
“I swear.”
“You don’t swear.”
“Okay, then I promise, which is even more unreliable, so that proves how serious I am.”
Celia groaned. “Fine. Tone it down, and then I’ll introduce you.”
Mikel grinned like he’d just won the lottery. He turned back to the crowd, waving his arms, “Alright guys! Tone it down! No need to bully Michael too much! Let’s keep it at a light roast!”
Students burst into laughter again.
Celia facepalmed. “That’s not toning it down—”
“Come on, Celia. Let the guy do what he wants.” Amara calmly cut her off while wearing a small smile that carried both elegance and mischief. “I'm sure that whoever this Michael is, he can handle himself. We're all grownups, aren't we?” She gave Mikel a quick wink that almost made his heart escape his body.
Mikel smirked and kept going. “We don’t want him crying in the bathroom before he even arrives! At least let him enter the building first, okay?”
Everyone laughed but at the same time, heeded his words; the mockery died down for a bit. This was not how Celia wanted it to go but Mikel got the job done regardless. However, she didn't need to do much talking, as Amara was the one who personally called Mikel over. “How humble of you,” she said, that mischievous smile still playing on her lips.
Mikel grabbed the opportunity to push on, “Just doing what I can; gotta look out for the low-lives sometimes. Even if they're worthless.
Before Celia could jump in, a deep vibrating sound rolled across the hall.
VRRRROOOOMMMM!
Even the DJ turned down the music. Another engine revved. This one was louder, sharper, and unmistakably expensive.
Danny’s head snapped toward the entrance. His eyes widened. “That sound…no way…”
The rev came again, shaking the doors.
A student ran in from outside, breathless. “You guys need to come out now! I’m not joking!”
Curiosity ignited instantly. Danny moved first, and Jane followed, clutching her Caesar Bracelet. Amara raised a brow and walked with cool curiosity; Mikel, Ceila, and everyone then followed.
Outside, people screamed, phones shot into the air, and students nearly jumped over each other trying to record.
Three hypercars sat in front of the venue, engines purring like mechanical beasts.
A 2025 Bugatti Veyron.
A 2025 Bugatti Chiron.
A 2025 Bugatti Tourbillon. Each shining under the streetlights like they’d been dipped in money.
The doors opened and everyone gasped in unison at who just emerged from the cars.
Danny staggered back. “What…what the hell?” Every insult died in their throats, every mockery evaporated, and every student stared like they were witnessing royalty arrive.
It was official… Michael had entered the party.
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Michael and Celia shot up on their feet at the same time, their bodies moving before their minds fully caught up. “Mira’s here!” Barry repeated, his breathing uneven. “She’s not making any move right now. That actually alarms me even more.” Michael didn’t hesitate. He turned to Celia, his hands already on her shoulders. “Go find Adrian and stay with him. Don’t leave his side for a second, got that?” Celia opened her mouth, then stopped. She saw the look in his eyes and nodded instead. “Be careful.” She said quietly, then ran. Michael turned back to Barry. “Let’s go. Make sure your eyes are peeled for any funny business, lock the gates and Be ready for anything.” Barry swallowed. “You sure? Going out there by yourself is crazy.” Michael was already moving. “I’ll handle her.” He stepped outside the facility gates alone, rain soaking into his clothes as the cold night air wrapped around him. The floodlights revealed Mira’s convoy clearly. Armored vehicles lined up in a neat row,
Chapter 163
“Like my new skill, brother?” Mira asked, her voice calm and cruel at the same time. A twisted smile spread across her face as the crimson pressure tightened around Michael’s body. The raindrops above them that froze in the air sharpened and turned into thin, piercing drops that stabbed into his skin. “That pressure you’re feeling? Like your body’s about to crush itself? Yeah… It doesn’t go away easily. You’ll still feel it even after I let you go.” Michael tried to breathe, but his chest felt heavy, like something massive was sitting on it. Every breath burned and his knees shook as the invisible force squeezed him from all sides. The blue glow in his eyes flickered weakly. His vision blurred as sounds became distant, as if he were sinking underwater. His body had reached its limit. Mira stepped closer, enjoying the sight. The rain hovered around her, obeying her will. Then… Wham! A loud metallic sound echoed through the rain. Mira’s head snapped forward as something struck the
Chapter 162
“I’m here.” Michael said, already crossing the room. His hands moved fast, undoing the restraints at her wrists and ankles. “We’re getting you out. Right now.” Celia's knees almost gave out when she stood, and he caught her without thinking, pulling her close just long enough to feel her breathe against him. “I knew you’d come.” She whispered. “Always.” He said, pressing his forehead to hers for half a second. Then reality snapped back into place. “Can you walk?” She nodded. Barry leaned in from the doorway, scanning the corridor. “We need to move. Patrols are shifting.” Michael turned Celia toward the exit and took one step, then the lights suddenly cut out. Emergency red strips flickered on, bathing the room in an uneasy glow. A voice came from the doorway, calm, familiar, and far too close. “Running already?” Michael’s body went rigid. The lights fully came back on. Jace stood there, blocking the way out. His jacket hung loose on one side, the empty sleeve tied off at the
Chapter 161
Alex was buried on the grounds of the specialized training facility, beneath a tall steel arch that overlooked the open training fields. The rain had stopped by then, but the sky remained dull and heavy, as if the world itself hadn’t finished grieving. Soldiers stood in neat rows, heads bowed. Engineers, medics, trainees, everyone Alex had ever trained or mentored never left the city, they were all remained in the city because of the trust they had for him. No speeches were made, none were needed. His legacy stood in the people he had shaped. Michael stood at the front, silent. After the burial, he met with Alex’s development team in the lower wing of the facility. Half-finished components lined the walls. The prototype battlesuit rested in its frame, dark and lifeless without its creator. One of the engineers spoke hesitantly. “Alex was the lead developer. He designed the core systems himself. We helped, but he did most of the work.” “You still built it.” Michael interrupted cal
Chapter 160
Michael moved through the battlefield like water finding its path—smooth, deliberate, unstoppable. Every step, every turn, every strike carried the weight of Alex’s teachings. He didn’t rush. He didn’t waste motion. He let the chaos come to him and answered it with precision. Soldiers charged, fired, shouted orders, but none of it broke his focus. His body moved on instinct now, muscle memory sharpened by training and grief alike.Each takedown landed heavy in his chest.These weren’t faceless enemies. They were Scofield soldiers. Men and women raised to protect the empire. Raised to protect him. Somewhere along the line, they had chosen Mira. Or maybe they believed in her vision. Or maybe they were just following orders, the same way soldiers always did. Michael felt the sting of it with every blow he landed, but he didn’t stop.They had made their choices.And so had he.A blade came toward his side—he caught the wrist, twisted, disarmed, and struck the soldier unconscious with the
Chapter 159
The five war experts shot up from their seats almost in unison, metal chairs screeching harshly against the floor. “Have you gone mad?!” One of them barked. “You’ll bring the entire structure down!” Michael straightened, dust still drifting around him like smoke after an explosion. He casually rolled his shoulders once, looking bored out of his wits, then looked up at them with a faint smirk tugging at his lips. “That entertaining enough for you?” For a brief moment, none of them answered. The experts, who were legends carved into history through blood and war, stared down at him in stunned disbelief. No one had spoken to them like this in decades. No one had dared. But even in their shock, there was a trace of grim understanding. A Scofield doing the unthinkable wasn’t exactly unprecedented. It ran in the blood. Power, arrogance, defiance, it was practically genetic. One of them snapped out of it first and pointed sharply toward the man Michael had defeated earlier. “Get him ou
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