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HighSchool of Billionere
By: Lev BodganUpdated just now
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Arkanza was stabbed by his own confidant, because he did not accept that Arkanza got a second chance and lived as the son of his own enemy, Adam Smith. and found out that Arkanza grew up in a toxic family, Arkanza intended to take revenge on his family.
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reborn as son of an enemy
Night, hotel xxA grown man was smoking a cigar in his hand, he was staring into the distance with heavy breathing. Arkanza let the wind hit his tired face, today he attended a meeting organized by one of his colleagues.A footstep he could hear clearly, a faint smile graced his handsome face. He knew clearly who it was but what he found next was something he could never have imagined.KRASSHH!The sound of a sharp object sticking into something was so obvious in the quiet atmosphere, him bead darted in surprise, thick liquid seeping out of the wound, a terrible grin on him face, Arkanza was still so shocked by the current situation."Why..." he murmured but instead of an answer he received a blurred vision.Him cigar falling out of him hand followed by mixed feelings, Arkanza gripped tightly the hand of the person who stuck the sharp object into him stomach.'I don't accept...'The body fell down with a loud noise, he could still see the legs that stood tall in front of him before an
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HighSchool of Billionere flashback to the past
Maria was still wearing her work attire when the clock on the wall struck nine in the evening. The office was quiet, with only the soft hum of the air conditioner filling the silence. She took a deep breath, her eyes fixed on the unfinished documents on her desk.The day had felt unbearably long.Adam Smith, the man who had been her boss for over five years, had just returned from the funeral of their great boss—Mr. Mahogra. Maria could see the exhaustion on his face, but it wasn’t just that. There was something else. Something deeper than mere physical fatigue.She observed Adam sitting in his executive chair, his face looking older than before. He hadn’t said a word since returning from the funeral. Maria knew that Mr. Mahogra’s death was a massive blow to Adam.But it wasn’t just about losing a mentor. There was something more.Maria glanced toward the office door. Out there, sitting on the small living room sofa in Adam’s office, was a young girl in a simple black dress. Isabella
Last Updated : 2025-03-21HighSchool of Billionere the samanta sibling's anxiety
Maria sat in the living room with a cup of tea that had already cooled in her grasp. Her mind drifted far away, too many thoughts swirling in her head lately. Ever since Arkanza started showing a different attitude, Maria knew she couldn't avoid the questions that would come. And today, those questions had finally arrived.Norman and Amber stood before her, their expressions showing clear dissatisfaction."Why have you been siding with Arkanza so much lately?" Norman opened the conversation in a sharp tone, his arms crossed over his chest.Amber nodded in agreement. "You're not acting like yourself. You always reminded us to keep our distance from him, but now? You even seem to be protecting him."Maria took a deep breath and placed her tea cup on the table. Her eyes met those of her two children standing in front of her."Nothing has changed," she said calmly. "I just want to keep the peace in this family."Amber scoffed. "Peace? Since when do you care about peace, Mom? If you really
Last Updated : 2025-03-21HighSchool of Billionere he knows
Arkanza sat at the edge of his bed, his hand gripping a document he had just received. His eyes scanned every word within it, and the longer he read, the deeper the frown on his forehead became. The document contained information about Isabella's death—not just an ordinary report, but proof that she had not died in an accident. She had been murdered.But what truly shocked Arkanza was not the fact that Isabella had been killed. He had suspected that for a long time. What left him speechless was the name of the perpetrator written in the report.Maria Samanta.Maria, his current stepmother. Maria, Adam Smith's wife. Maria, the woman who had always shown a gentle face in front of him.Arkanza slowly closed the document and placed it on the bedside table. His body leaned against the headboard, and unconsciously, a soft chuckle escaped his lips.At first, the laughter was small, almost like a murmur. But as time passed, it grew louder until it filled the quiet room.He wasn't laughing out
Last Updated : 2025-03-20HighSchool of Billionere follower memories
Arkanza gasped for breath. His breathing was still heavy after what had just happened at the dining table. His body leaned against the bedroom wall while his mind drifted to the recent events. His hands clutched the blanket wrapped around his legs, but the cold still seeped deep into his bones.Slowly, his mind traveled far into the past, back to a life before he became part of the Smith family. To a time when he was not Arkanza Lev Bogdan, but Arkanza Mahogra.Snow fell heavily on the narrow streets lined with old buildings. The freezing night air pierced through, making anyone without shelter shiver to the bone. Yet, a small boy in tattered clothes and a frail body endured, crouching beside a trash bin filled with leftover food.His trembling hands dug through the contents, searching for anything still edible. His stomach had long been empty, and all he could do was hope for crumbs of bread or something to fill his belly tonight.That boy was Adam.Just as his fingers found somethin
Last Updated : 2025-03-20HighSchool of Billionere terrible dinner
After that afternoon conversation, Adam entered his study and immediately contacted someone. His voice was low and firm, but the content of the discussion was unclear to anyone in the house. Arkanza, still trying to calm his mind, didn’t think much about it.Time passed quickly, and as evening approached, the servants began setting the dining table. As usual, dinner at the Smith residence was served with grandeur. Expensive porcelain plates filled with appetizing dishes were neatly arranged, the crystal chandelier above the table cast a soft glow, and the aroma of roasted meat filled the air.Although his body still ached, Arkanza came to the dining table as usual. Sitting in his usual seat, he only wanted to finish this meal quickly and return to his room to rest.Albert was there too, seated not far from him. The man occasionally glanced at Arkanza as if debating whether to say something or remain silent. However, when Adam finally took his seat, all conversation ceased.“Enjoy your
Last Updated : 2025-03-20HighSchool of Billionere reason
That morning, the sun began to show its light, illuminating the vast courtyard of the Smith residence. However, for Arkanza, the morning light did not bring warmth. His body still ached from the wounds he had hidden. A full night’s sleep was not enough to restore his condition.Albert was still watching him with suspicion, but he didn’t ask any further. He kept his promise to keep Arkanza’s condition a secret—at least for now. However, that didn’t mean he didn’t have questions swirling in his mind.Arkanza slowly got out of bed. Every muscle in his body screamed in protest, but he forced himself to stay upright. Today, he had to go to campus as usual. There was no reason to stay home and attract more attention from the Smith family.After getting ready, he put on a long-sleeved shirt and a jacket to cover the wounds on his body. His steps felt heavier than usual as he walked out of his room.Albert, who was standing by the door, simply stared at him in silence."Are you sure you can g
Last Updated : 2025-03-20HighSchool of Billionere keep this a secret from my family
The night sky was still dark when Arkanza sneaked into the Smith residence. He moved cautiously, avoiding the glare of security cameras and patrolling guards. The rarely used back route was his choice. Every step felt heavy, not just from exhaustion but also from the throbbing pain of the wounds scattered across his body.Once inside the house, he headed straight for his room. His chest rose and fell with ragged breaths. His hands trembled as he locked the door from the inside. Only then did he take off the black jacket clinging to his body. The fabric was soaked in blood—some his own, some from… someone else. With a rough motion, he threw the jacket into the corner of the room.His body burned with heat. The wounds he had sustained had yet to stop bleeding completely. But before he could clean himself up, there was something more important to take care of. Quickly, Arkanza reached into the inner pocket of his jacket, pulling out a small object wrapped in black cloth. He stared at it
Last Updated : 2025-03-20HighSchool of Billionere enemy in the smith family
The room fell silent again after the alarm blared. Arkanza steadied his breathing, gripping the knife he had just taken from one of Rian’s unconscious men on the floor. However, he knew that continuing to fight would only drain his energy. If he wanted to get out safely, he needed a plan.He glanced at the broken plastic handcuffs, then looked toward the still-open door. Footsteps were approaching, and the voices of armed men echoed down the hallway. If he fought again now, he would run out of strength before he could escape.I have to endure.In an instant, Arkanza made his decision. He dropped the knife onto the floor, exhaled deeply, and slumped against the wall as if he had lost all his strength. The wounds on his body would make his act more convincing.Seconds later, four men rushed in. They saw their unconscious comrade before turning to Arkanza, who appeared helpless in the corner of the room."You bastard!" one of them cursed. "He tried to escape!""Should we just finish him
Last Updated : 2025-03-20HighSchool of Billionere Arkanza was kidnapped
Arkanza stepped off the bus casually. After the trip to the business museum, he felt slightly lighter, as if the burden on his mind had lifted for a moment. However, the moment his feet touched the campus ground, a bad feeling crept into his mind.He glanced around. The sun was almost setting, casting long shadows between the campus buildings. The students who had joined the tour had already dispersed to their respective destinations. Some walked toward the dormitories, while others were engaged in conversations in front of the main building.Arkanza slid his hands into his pockets, intending to head straight to the parking lot. However, as he passed through a deserted corridor behind the faculty building, his steps halted.Four men stood there, casually leaning against the wall. They were dressed like ordinary students, but there was something in their eyes that felt off.Arkanza glanced back. The path he had just walked was now empty.He let out a breath. "What do you want?" he aske
Last Updated : 2025-03-20
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very nice dude