"I said I will clear your debts," Barry repeated himself, staring fixedly at Jonathan. "Every single cent of it."Jonathan and Francis couldn't believe their ears. They weren't expecting King to make the first move. "B-But why?" Laura asked, breaking the silence. She looked just as surprised as her family. "I'm not stupid, Laura," Barry replied her. "I know the only reason you invited me to dinner with your family is because you need a favour from me.""That's not true," Laura said sharply. "It really wasn't—"Barry cut her short with a wave of his hand. "Don't waste your breath. I'm willing to get the Raven family out of this mess. So I'll make an offer you guys cannot refuse."Jonathan leaned forward, his eyes eager. "And what is this offer?""Sell me Raven enterprises and I'll pay off your debts," Barry offered. "I'll keep the company running and you and Francis can still retain your position as CEO and COO. But the company would belong to me."Jonathan and Francis exchanged glan

“Emma, can I have a word?” Barry called out to Emma. Emma left Snow and approached Barry. “Do you have any questions, sir?”Barry spoke to her in a low whisper. “I want the best, high-quality trousseau money can buy for my sister. I'll leave it up to you to choose what you believe is good for Snow.”Emma stared at Barry as if he were making a joke. “That won't be a problem. I just have one question. Could you afford them? Money talks around here. I would lose my job if you buy nothing at the end of the day.”Barry lifted his lips in a small smile. “Let me worry about the money. Just provide my sister what I ask for. I won't be happy with you if you chose poor trousseau for Snow.”Emma licked her dry lips. She was doubtful that Barry could afford even a pen, which was worth $100,000 each. However, despite her doubt, she decided to gamble her luck. If Barry could afford it, she would not just earn her first commission but also save face from embarrassment. “Alright, I'll do it,” she

At first, the room fell into a stunned silencer.Then everyone broke the heavy silence with a sharp intake of breath. Samuel's smug grin disappeared from his face like smoke. “What the hell?” his voice sounded coarse. “That's not possible. It's a glitch right? Cashier, tell me that's a glitch.”“Hold on, let me check,” the cashier went through the system, confirming the transaction and the bank. “It's not a glitch. The money is real and paid in full.”Blood drained from Samuel's face. “I don't believe it. H-How is that even possible?” He yelled. “He's a security guard. There's no way he could have afforded that.”Barry turned to Emma. “I've paid the bills, just like I promised. I'm sure the tip would be more than enough to cover the expenses for your mother's medication.”Emma stared at Barry as if she were staring at a ghost. Her eyes were so wide they threatened to fall off. “Who are you?” Emma asked. “There's no way you're just a security guard.”Barry smirked. “But I am a secur

Betty Raven, his former sister-in-law was a spoiled brat and, for some reason, she was likewise attending Elite High School. Betty shared the same age as Snow and was also in the same class. Barry had completely forgotten about Betty, so he was caught off guard to encounter her in Elite High School. “Betty,” Barry turned to face her. “It's been a while.”Betty's eyes hardened when she saw Snow and her impressive school uniform. “You idiot,” Betty swore, pointing her finger at Barry. “I asked you a question, didn't I? What are you doing at my school?”Barry gestured to Snow with a wave of his hand. “It's my sister's first day in school. I came to see her off.”Betty's eyes widened. “Huh? Is that your sister? B-But you're an E-Rank. Elite High School would never accept an E-Rank.”Barry didn't want to waste time with this spoiled brat, but the other kids were listening and gathering around them. He doesn't need Snow to face any form of harassment or bully just because he's an E-Ran

“Put me into retirement?” Mr. A. Adams laughed out loud. “You seriously have a big mouth, Barry. I've been chairman of the school board for twenty-five years. Who do you think you are?”Barry turned to principal Shepherd Joyce. “Call the school board. Inform them that King is interested in buying the school if they'd take a vote and remove Mr. A. Adams.”Principal Shepherd Joyce's eyes grew wide. “What are you talking about? This school is not for sale.”“Everything is for sale if the price is right,” Barry said sharply. “Tell them I'm offering $100 Million.”Everyone stiffened in shock. “A $100 million?” The vice principal exclaimed. “Not even our annual revenue after taxes is close to that amount.”Principal Shepherd Joyce shook her head. “Barry, this is an educational institution. I don't think the board would–”“That's because you haven't asked them,” Barry interrupted. “The chairperson may be the most important person on the board, but he's not invisible. If the board takes a co