Emily sat rigidly in the back of her Uncle's car, drumming her freshly manicured nails against the armrest as she watched the city streets passing by outside the tinted windows. Her eyes were narrowed, her lips pursed into a thin line of determination mixed with disdain. She hated how crowded the streets were around this time of day. Ever since the scandal with her parents, she had been living with other relatives.Currently, she was on her way to have lunch at the palatial home of one of the school's private club society queens and her old friend, Margot Kenny. Emily needed to get into Margot's good graces again after a falling out the previous year. Because if she was going to successfully execute her grand plan of reconnecting with Ellis again, she would need Margot's assistance. She had initially given up on pursuing him, but after seeing Ellis appear in Forbes list, she changed her mind. But she decided that she would be more subtle this time. She would pretend to change her char

The harsh fluorescent lights of the restroom became even harsher as Emily splashed cold water on her face. Her mascara had smudged into dark tracks, and the tear streaks stained her cheeks. Anne's parting words echoed in her head. She had never been called ugly before, and especially not by some girl that she was now fighting over Ellis with. Emily bubbled with fury that was hotter than the tears rolling down her cheeks. She could not even believe that she was crying because of that good for nothing Anne. Anne, with her perfectly coiffed hair and that annoyingly condescending laugh, had put her in her place. So much for a confrontation!She had really hoped to be the one putting someone in place as it regarded her and Anne, but here she was sobbing like a middle school girl just because she had been called ugly. She straightened her back after wiping the last streak of tears from her left cheek and looked at herself in the mirror. She was done crying. Now was time for some confidenc

“Hello sir.” Anne greeted cheerfully. She was so sure that Mr Cyrus liked her, after all, he was the one who arranged for her and Ellis to be dates to the event a while back. He had no idea that Mr Cyrus didn’t like her father, and that dislike extended to her and her whole family. They were known for using underhanded tactics to achieve their aim. Just like how her father used blackmail to ensure that Mr Cyrus would make Ellis go with Anne. Mr Cyrus wasn’t stupid, he knew that the man’s aim was to make Ellis like Anne so Anne would become the next Mrs Royale. And from the look of things, Anne was also in on her father’s plan. "How is your father? How is he recovering from the financial scandal He got himself into recently?" Mr Cyrus replied without smiling back at her or being polite.Anne's heart plummeted. Shame washed over her, a hot flush creeping up her neck. The scandal was a dark stain on her family, a constant reminderthat they may soon fall from grace."He is doing well," s

George's eyes began to plead. "No, dad. Please, I beg you. I don't want to go to jail." "Lisa," Mr Cyrus called, "why did you take a drunk stranger to your apartment? What if he had died there?" "Like I told you, sir, I will not put all the blame on your son. That is why I’m also not accusing him of rape. We were both drunk to an extent, even if it’s not really an excuse for bad behaviour. I know it was a stupid thing to do, sir, but I did it out of pity. He had already started getting very touchy in the car, but I ignored it, thinking he would stop once I laid him down, but it only got worse. I just didn’t want to leave him out in the parking lot." Lisa said. "That is why it was a very stupid thing to do! You do not take strangers in just like that. For all you knew, he could have been a criminal! A murderer, a thief, a sought-after vandalizer! Despite the fact that he’s my son, he could have harmed you.”"I am not a criminal, dad," George pleaded. He knew his father. He knew Mr C

After George left, Ellis came into his father’s office. They had spent the day attending a meeting with the mage council, that was why Ellis hadn’t gone to school. “Now that we’ve settled the issue with George, tell me Ellis, how are you taking the news we got from the council?’ Mr VCyrus asked and Ellis sighed.“Honestly, I don’t know what to feel. We only decided to involve them because the true story of the battle between Araghel and Kraevehd was never documented, and we weren’t able to get anything tangible from the books they lent you. They deliberately gave you the books knowing we would come back to them looking for answers, instead of being truthful from the beginning. I don’t know if we should trust them. Kai Khan warned me to be careful of who I trust.”“We have no choice but to rely on the council now. At least we were able to find out the true history of Kraevehd, and why just the mention of the name instils so much fear among those who know of Cultivation.” He said to El