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
Emily stared at her reflection in the mirror, smiling at what she saw. A genius. If she was not a genius, she would not have come up with the plan she came up with just a few minutes ago. She straightened her dress and smiled more, a hint of pride playing her lips. Just a few weeks ago, she had been reduced from her state of the Royale College queen to an ordinary, regular face in the school. But all that was all about to change now. Emily's gaze shifted to the object sitting on her dresser - a sleek black compact containing her foundation and concealer. She picked it up slowly and opened it. Dabbing in her brush, she applied some of the makeup on her face. She knew that she was running late for school, but she did not care. To get the attention she wanted, she had to be unusual, to be late. She applied the makeup and proceeded to work on her hair. She had seen a new style on YouTube and decided to try it today, being a Monday. At first, the process of the hair styling was not going
Anne's fingers clenched into fists at her sides as she watched Emily under her lashes. She was more than angry, and even disappointed at Brittany for letting Emily sit at their table. She utterly despised Emily and now, even worse for the words that she had just told her, and the attention that she was gathering for herself. "Get used to seeing me around here," Emily spoke after Anne sat down beside Brittany. She continued,"You should know by now, Anne. I never back down when I am onto something. Now, I am on to Ellis. And as you can tell for yourself, I am back where I used to be. I don't need to tell you what to do next, sweetie. You know what to do. Leave Ellis the fuck alone."Anne opened her mouth to speak back, but Emily was quick to cut her off. "Oh, don't waste your breath now," Emily said. "I have done all the talking. All you have to do now is listen. Things will be better that way." With that, Emily stood up slowly and left. Her friends followed behind her too, as she l
Anne's reign as the sexiest girl at Royale College was quite a long one, thus dethroning Emily for quite a while. Emily had actually not seen Anne keeping up with her Instagram image coming well like this, until it played right before her. This made Emily more than envious of Anne. Anne had the attention of everyone in school and Emily feared that she might have Ellis in her chokehold too. And that would mean that Anne had won her in their game of who had an upper hand. Ellis was the price, whoever got him was the winner.Emily got totally fed up with Anne's show and charade one day, and decided to do something about it. She gave it so much thought, and when she could come up with nothing, she settled at the one thing she had always contemplated. Spreading deadly rumors about Anne. A few days later, Emily took her plan to action. Fueled by simmering resentment, Emily made a calculated plan to say the words so that Sarah Thompson, one of Anne's friends would hear. Sarah was known for h
Dennis Kingsley had been nursing a growing hatred for Ellis ever since the day at the Royale Company that he was humiliated, and decided to do something about Ellis today. He had totally hated having to kneel in front of little Ellis to plead for being rude to him before his introduction. It was such an insolent and belittling thing for Dennis who was a vain control freak, and he badly wanted to teach Ellis a lesson for making him embarrass himself in public like that. His hatred grew when the humiliation happened a second time, and this time it was in front of all the board members.Dennis slammed the door behind him as he entered his office, his face flushed with anger and humiliation. How dare that little punk Ellis make him kneel and beg for forgiveness like some kind of court jester? This whole thing was getting unbearable for him. He and Ellis never got along, he knew, but he did not think it would come to this. He did not think it would come to Mr Cyrus asking him to apologise
His buzzing phone interrupted his musings. Glancing at the caller ID, Dennis saw it was the chief director from accounting calling. He took a deep breath, forcing himself to push aside his churning emotions and slip back into the charming yet professional demeanour he typically wore when relating to his superiors. "Isabelle, hi! What can I do for you?" he answered in an affable tone."Am I on to Mr Kingsley?" The voice asked. "Yes, you are.""Oh," she relaxed, "you sounded quite different there, so I had to confirm. The auditor general would like to have a view of the net worths of our competitors right away. Please make your way to his desk with the information.""Okay. Thank you, Isabelle." Dennis maintained his sweet voice."Also, make a duplicate copy for my desk. I will be needing the information as well.""Yes, ma'am.""Thank you."There would be plenty of time to torment Ellis Royale in the days and weeks ahead. For now, he had a role to play — the perfect, model employee and
Dennis's next plan to sabotage Ellis was to make him make a fool of himself in the upcoming marketing presentation to the board. The marketing department were to present their new marketing ideas to the board members for approval, every year. As it turned out, this year, Ellis had joined them, and as a part of his training in the department, he was given a topic to make a presentation on. Ellis began his preparations, ranging from research to statistical analyses, and practising public speaking. He did these diligently, so as to make a good impression on the board, and be granted approval to move on to another department for his internship. Ellis felt his face flush with embarrassment as confused looks spread across the board members' faces. This was clearly not the presentation they had been expecting from the soon to be CEO. His shoulders slumped as he realised with dawning horror that Mr Dennis Kingsley must have made a mistake with the topic, or intentionally misled him about it
Mr. Cyrus did as he said and began to look into Dennis's files. He wanted to know how Dennis managed the department, and to find out how he could mix up Ellis's presentation topic without anyone noticing. This began the next day after the presentation, and in less than a week after that, Mr Cyrus found more than he was looking for. Mr Cyrus slammed the file down on his desk with a resounding thud. His face was flushed with anger, and his eyes burned with a fury that only a few had ever witnessed. The documents before him painted a picture of betrayal and malice that shook him to his core.Dennis Kingsley, the manager of the marketing department, had been stealing the company's proprietary ideas and selling them to a rival firm. Not only that, but there was enough proof apart from the presentation mix up that he had been actively sabotaging the work of Ellis. The audacity to do that to Mr Cyrus's own son and heir apparent to the Royale empire was just too appalling to think about. Mr