Mason already had the evidence he was going to use against Lola and Jacob. He thought of handing the evidence to the cops, but he shrugged off the thought; there was something sketchy about them. Mason's eyes roamed around the room, which was filled with silence, examining the cops. He noticed a similar tattoo on their wrist, one that he had seen before. A smile crept into Mason's lips, realizing his instinct had been right all along. When Jacob noticed, Mason was quiet. He smiled inwardly. 'I told you to watch out, Mason.'Mason averted his gaze to Adam, who thought he had him by the neck with a plan that he came up with while they were in class. "Mason Williams, what is the meaning of this? Why ain't you explaining yourself," Mr Osawe muttered. Even when Jacobs' explanation sounded too much like of a coincidence, it was also a big crime that involved his student, and he had to be thorough with it before making a decision.Mason's brows are pretentiously knitted together. "How ca
They all arrived at the HOD office after the PIP gang was handed to the police. Mason sat across the duo, who stared at him with irritation as they waited for the decision of the police, who were discussing with Mr.Osawe outside the office.Jacobs secretly curses Mason for ruining his plans. At the same time, Lola scrolls through the school platform, which does not broadcast the incident since Mason had secretly instructed Mr Osawe to supervise the arrest and avoid leaking the news or the media getting involved so as not to disrupt the school activities or drawing attention. Mr.Osawe was among the few people aware that the new owner was delighted and did as he was told.After a while, Mr. Osawe walks into his office with an expression that tells Mason the criminal didn't snitch on who hired them, and since the officer didn't have enough evidence to link Jacobs to the gang, they have to let him go. Though Mason hated Jacob and wanted to pay badly, he knew if he was arrested, Jacob stil
Mason exited the faculty with a nose mask and a face cap, avoiding the prying eyes of those around the premises. He entered the Bugatti and made his way to the school gate. Meanwhile, Natalia, waiting to be picked up by Jacobs, saw the Bugatti and her eyes widened. "I have seen that exact car before," She muttered to Flora, who focused on her cell phone. Flora raised her head and stared in awe. She was drooling on the luxury car that slowly pulled up at the school gate."Do you know who it is?" Flora asked Natalia, who was also attracted by the expensive car. "The person must be filthy rich to have such an expensive car for a student. I wish he was my boyfriend.""Don't you already have a boyfriend," Natalia said with a furrowed brow and Flora's frown."I need a richer guy, Natalia," Flora said, watching as the car exited the University premises. When Natalia shot her a questioning gaze, she rolled her eyes, saying. "I never said I was breaking up with him; I am sticking around to see
The man on the floor stares at Mason with eyes filled with horror and disbelief. Mason, who was still holding his plate, placed it on the table and helped Sally to her feet. A sigh escaped his parted lips, and his eyes stared at the man on the floor. Mason didn't know who this Thomas was or what business he had with his mother, but slapping one of their help struck his nerve."D…did you just slap me?!" Mr.Thomas yelled, holding the side of his face as if his ear were about to fall. "How dare you! Do you know who I am!" Mason's cold eyes daggered at him. He was tired of hearing that statement that it made his skin crawl. Mason took a step forward with one long stride. He appeared in front of Thomas, gripping him by the collar. Thomas was about to stand when another slap landed on his face, sending him back to the ground.Mason could see tears that clouded the man's eyes while his hand rubbed at his soar spot, not failing to display his distressed face laced with shock."Apologies youn
"Tonight?""Yes," Haley replied. "For some reason, Mom received an anonymous invitation to the private Auction for tonight.""How's mom going to get the necklace when the World Bank is undergoing maintenance?" Mason asked, remembering that his mother had told him their family assets had been temporarily frozen until next week. "Mom is not going to attend the Auction, rather she is meeting with the president to resolve the issues. Leaving the both of us to attend the event," Haley replied, waving the invitation card at Mason."We are attending the auction?" Haley nodded. "I want to see who buys the necklace so we can buy it back when the issues with the World Bank are resolved," Haley said. Mason plans on going to the Auction alone, but Haley already has the card, and he can't disclose the system identity to her or any person, so he has to allow her to tag along.Mason smiled. "Don't worry the necklace is coming back to our family," he said. "When are we leaving?""The auction would
Mason stared at the transparent glass separating him from the Sun And Moon necklace; its delicate design didn't fail to amaze him. The necklace was precise as it was drawn in his mother's book; the only difference was the lively color protruding from its rareness. The audience muttered among themselves, apparently stunned by the item in front of them. The Host picks up the mic with a chronic smile wandering on his face. "This rare beauty is one of a kind and would be going home with the highest bidder." He cleared his throat, gazing into the impatient crowd hungry to start the bid."For the Sun and the Moon necklace, we have an opening bid of a hundred million dollars. Can I hear a hundred million?""Hundred Million," Jacob's voice soared through the room, earning the stunning gaze of the crowd. Natalia who sat beside him wore a proudious smile relaxing in her seat, obviously enjoying the attention she was receiving."Can we have a Hundreds and fifty-""One hundred and fifty million,
Mason turned to Jacob, who had Natalia tangled by his side. He could easily see the facade of Jacob's smile, making Mason twitch with satisfaction."Good evening Mr?" Jacob asked, staring at Mason's masked face.Mason hesitated, glancing at Jacobs, who held out his hand for a shake. Mason felt his sister's eyes, urging him to respond as other people stared at them."Williams," Mason replied, shifting his eyes to Natalia, who was trying to look under his mask. "Mr.Williams, it is a pleasure meeting you," Jacob said with an evident smile, which Mason didn't reciprocate. “Are you somehow related to the Williams family?”Jacobs asked curiously.Mason was quiet but nodded, making Jacobs furrow his brows in surprise.Jacob shifted his gaze to Haley. "This must be your wife or girlfriend," he added."He is my brother," Haley replied, removing her mask. Jacob's eyes almost popped out of his socket as he stared at the lady in front of her."M…Mrs. Haley!" Jacob stuttered, making Mason wrinkle
With Mason's black card, the payment instantly went through, earning the respect of the staff attending to him. After processing the document, Mason handed the briefcase to Haley and went to the private restroom. When he was sure, no one was with him. The hologram immediately appeared before him, and a congratulations message was displayed on the transparent screen.[Congratulations, Mason Williams, you have completed your first task and have been awarded five celestial points. More Missions will be available for you to complete for now. Enjoy the power of the celestial system]Mason smiled, glancing at his state and his achievements so far, from being a poor man to being a billionaire. It was indeed a tremendous change. The new notification that popped up on the hologram with a warning signal made Mason drag his gaze away from the bathroom mirror.[Threat alarm: No details][Skills: Driving skill required] Mason read the message, but the system didn't provide further details on th
With the manager gone, Fiona led the way into the building, assisted by the rhythmic click of her heels echoing against the polished floor. Behind her were Helen and Mason, who pulled his gaze from his watch to stare at Fiona leaning in to whisper something to Helen, who immediately lit up with a radiant smile and nodded enthusiastically, thrilled by whatever secret she had just shared.As they stepped into the expansive skating rink, closing the door behind them, the familiar lyrics of the music reverberated through the air, creating an infectious energy that contrasted with the chill of the surroundings. Along the spacious bar table was a female staff member, skillfully carrying out her task without glancing in their direction.Mason smiled as he glanced around the environment, recollecting his first time inside the building; the space was filled with both professional and learning skaters who had their hearts in their mouths as they glided across it. Above the ground is a dazzling
The manager, seeing Mason holding out his card, erupted into another round of laughter. He knew an average bank account would struggle to accommodate a single transaction of $100,000, let alone the staggering amount that Mason was now claiming he wished to pay.After laughing to his content, the manager wriggled his brown eyes across the black, and when he finally saw the distinctive inscription etched into the dark material before him, an unexpected wave of emotion surged within him. He felt a lump form in his throat, a mixture of surprise and disbelief, as he turned to Mason.“I…Is that a black card?!” The manager stammered, his mouth watered with confusion, as he fought the overwhelming urge to rub his eyes, hoping to clear the fog of uncertainty and confirm what he was seeing was real.Mason, with whom the question was directed, remained quiet, allowing the sound of reality to sink into the man.“How is that possible? You don't look—” the manager felt another lump automatically su
“Have some faith in your brother, Helen,” Mason said, faking a hurt expression. “I don't need to practice how to skate since I have a natural talent for it,” he grinned, maneuvering their way towards the other side of the park. Unlike the rest area of the park, surrounded by people and chaotic happiness, the building, which Mason assumed was meant for skating, stood empty and silent, prompting him to look up for any sign of life within its uninviting façade.“Are you sure we are in the right place?” Helen asked, her little brows knitting together as she surveyed the scene. "It looks deserted. Why is it so empty?" She asked, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. Mason, who couldn't provide an answer to her question, tilted his head slightly toward the two men positioned near the entrance. The way they stood, broad-shouldered and alert, instantly sparked a sense of recognition. Their postures were rigid, exuding an air of authority, and he quickly deduced that they were not
A flurry of activity outside the windshield suddenly broke the lingering silence inside the car. Helen, who was sitting in the passenger seat, gazed in awe at the vibrant scene through the tinted glass, while her hands rested on the door that separated her from all the fun outside.“It's Aleric Dreamland!” she exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with wonder as they fixated on the towering Ferris wheel that loomed against the vivid sky. From afar, they could hear the sounds of laughter and the screams of riders ascending into the air. “Holy cow!” Helen muttered, Peeling her eyes from the scene, she turned to Mason, who had already predicted her next question. “Are we going to the park? Are we going to ride the Ferris wheel?!” she inquired, her voice bubbling with eagerness, not leaving room for him to answer her first question.Mason let out a small laugh, then nodded his head. “Yes, princess, we are going to the Dreamland, and you can choose whatever activities you want to do today,” he r
As Mason approached the entrance to the fifth-grade iris classroom, two men in black suits, which he recognized as Helen's security guards, were sentinel outside the closed door. When they spotted him and the lady walking next to him, they instantly shifted their attention, performing a precise and synchronized bow that demonstrated both respect and discipline. Mason, without a word, returned their greeting with a firm nod. Ms. Telsa gently place her card on the door, and as the door slide open, the hushed murmurs of the classroom faded, and all eyes turned to the newcomers. A curious blend of surprise and interest filled the room, and the students dressed in their neat uniforms collectively directed their gaze from Ms. Telsa to the man who had interrupted their ongoing class.Mason, who wasn't expecting such a scene, instantly glanced at the watch before he navigated his gaze to the lady standing in front of the classroom.‘Are all the teachers in the school this young?’ He muttere
When she finally noticed Mason's gaze, she instantly let out a forceful smile then glance at her colleague before walking away to greet another parent. “Shall we?” The girl with tinted gray hair asked softly, her voice barely above a whisper as she nodded toward the entrance of the building. With a subtle yet confident gesture, she stepped forward, and Mason trailing behind her, commanded attention by his presence. They took a turn into the long hallway, and Mason's gaze dropped to her figure. Her long gray hair flowed down her back, catching the soft glow of the lobby lights and adding an ethereal quality to her appearance. The fitted uniform she wore clung to her curves in all the right places, accentuating her silhouette while remaining professional. Mason’s eyes were drawn to the way her tan skin glowed against the crisp fabric of her outfit, making it challenging to pinpoint her racial background. Each step she took made her movements almost dance-like as she navigated throu
“That's alright,” Mason replied with a casual smile, unfazed by the curious glances from those around them. With a fluid motion, he retrieved his phone from his pocket and tapped at the screen, which lit up, and exchanged numbers with them, sealing their brief conversation with a friendly nod. After a few warm goodbyes, he headed toward the administration building where his car was parked. Mason circled out of the parking lot and headed downtown Aleric City, navigating through the familiar streets lined up with shops and cafes, bustling with activities. After a few miles, he finally arrived at Heaven Institution, where Helen attended school.Keeping his promise to pick her up, Mason slowed down and navigated toward the elegant, modern building with its sleek glass facade. In front of the building, staff dressed in sharp formal wear gathered in the late afternoon light, and their polished shoes gleamed as they exchanged polite smiles and warm handshakes with the parents who had come t
After the test scores were announced and the dean of students exited the classroom, several chairs scraped against the floor as the students, still reeling from the shock of the results, slowly filed out in a somber group, reminiscing about the surprising twists of the test. At the back of the line, Mason and Jeremiah lingered, their expressions different from those of the others. Meanwhile, Mr. Hasatin stood at the front, his piercing gaze fixed on the two boys as if he could bore into their skulls with his eyes.In seconds, they confidently strode to the entrance of the faculty, capturing the attention of several pairs of watchful eyes. Rumors of their outstanding test score had rapidly spread throughout the university, creating an unmistakable buzz that refused to be ignored, and other students who didn't know who they were exchanged looks of curiosity.“Bro, I think I have become popular!” Jeremiah muttered, panning his eyes at the notifications popping up on his phone screen. Mas
“Austin,” Mr. Hasatin's voice resonated through the classroom, causing all the students to turn their attention to the front. The air was thick with a mix of anticipation and dread as he scanned his list of names before looking up at the boy, who sat frozen in his seat. Austin's gaze flickered nervously around the room before finally settling on Mr. Hasatin, whose expression was stern yet tinged with disappointment as he continued, “Your test score is 10 out of 100!” The words hung in the air, punctuating the silence and eliciting a wave of murmurs and gasps from the other students. Austin, who was short of words, quickly forced a lump down his throat as the reality of his test score slapped his face. More whispers from other shocked students emerged as they lingered their gaze on the boy who had never missed a class and was regarded as not only Mr. Hasatin’s disciple but the best student of his course. “Oh my God, I can't believe this!” A girl sitting in front of Mason excla