After Julius spoke in the space, they waited until the following week, which was a brand new one."Actor Adrian, you're on duty," pronounced Pro. Jonathan as rightly instructed by Julius. Throughout the previous day, they had planned how they were going to execute their motive, like architects drafting blueprints for a grand structure. Pro. Jonathan has developed a workable plan, and Julius has executed it for the board of directors as he wanted it to be done.In this way, as rightly instructed by Julius, he was satisfied with the strategy. "Let’s do it," he ordered. And on this day, there was no reason to wait any longer but to launch into action.Since it was an internal matter with the student, Julius already expressed it to the board and to the new VC about not calling a press conference to elucidate how they intended to deal with the erring student, who had been exposed on Twitter. Instead, it would be addressed in the multipurpose hall, where most students would be in attendanc

The fresh morning was welcomed at the grand mansion once again as Julius rose from his comfortable sleep. The previous day had been full of excitement as his thoughts went back to the scenario where Olivia’s friend, who had oppressed him during their amusement, had now been dealt with in his own amusement. However, the job was not over until it was indeed over.In his luxurious sleepwear, he walked down to the wine cellar and picked up a bottle of wine and a glass cup.Gently pouring the wine into the glass, he took a sip, although if that was the only thing he did, it would be a lie.In an instant, his thoughts shifted back to the plan he had for the day, and he let out a smirk.“Olivia! Here I come!” he said to himself, and as if Mr. Turner had heard him, he knocked gently on the door.“Yes, come in,” Julius answered softly.“Sir, we have ordered your brand new sneakers, a designer jeans trouser, and of course, a premium polo top.”“Mr. Reynold will bring them in a couple of seconds

After the class for the entire day, the whispers of Julius and Alexander’s deal had already spread like wildfire throughout the campus, and every student was interested to see this happen. For those who did not hear about it, they received text messages from their friends informing them about the deal of the richest that was soon to happen after the lecture. And so, every student was ready as they moved in their large numbers to the auction house happening in the city. The Golden Gavel Auction House was renowned for its exclusive focus on auctioning luxurious vehicles, catering to elites clientele that sought nothing but the finest automobiles. Normally, they never had a large audience of people seated in the auction house, but today, the case was different. The entire place became filled up by students who were eager to see the aftermath of this. Similarly, the surroundings of the building were also filled with students who were eager to witness this event. However, there were ot

As Julius announced this price, he did not only see the shocked expressions from Alexander and Olivia; he saw this shock written boldly on Abdullah, all other bidders, the jaw-dropping expressions from the students in the auction house, as well as the man standing on stage.And with this, if the students' murmurs did not spread, it was a lie.“Whoa, did Julius just announce a bid of 10 million dollars? That’s insane!” one student said to the other.“I can’t believe it! Julius is really going all out. He’s determined to win this vehicle no matter the cost,” another student said to the first student.“It looks like Alexander has definitely lost this deal. He better go home to his dad and rethink his bidding strategy. Julius means serious business,” another student said to another student.“Yeah, Alexander’s bid of $200k seems like pocket change compared to Julius's $10 million. He doesn’t stand a chance.”“Exactly. It’s like bringing a toy car to a high-stakes auction. Alexander must be

Just as Julius was informed about the arrival of the press, he rose gently to his feet and fastened his suit buttons into the appropriate holes. As he did so, he took his first step forward, and Mr. Turner bowed to him, then opened the door for his master to exit the home office. Exiting the home office, every bodyguard stationed at strategic corners bowed to Julius as he confidently and gently passed them. In a similar vein, each housekeeper, engrossed in their tasks, paused and bowed as Julius walked by. Descending the grand staircase with Mr. Turner behind him, Julius could see through the tall, glassy windows that a number of press representatives were indeed waiting for him in his compound. He observed that none of these press members were seated. They stood with their tall cameras, their subordinates behind them, and their black vans bearing the names of TV stations. When he finally stepped out of his mansion through the front door, Julius noticed how each reporter quickly att