All eyes stare at Cleopatra, who glances at the name popping on her screen. Mason Williams had transferred $10000, making him the biggest donor on the list. Though she knew about Mason being rich, and having a limited edition Bugatti, she didn't expect him to be generous enough to contribute $10000 to people he didn't even know. Cleopatra overcomes her curiosity and raises her gaze to the class.“Let's appreciate Mason for donating $10000,” Cleopatra announced with a smile. Instead of the rumbling of hands, numerous gasps erupted through the atmosphere, making everyone pan their eyes on Mason, who ignored their gaze and rested his eyes on his phone.Meanwhile, Mason thought of transferring more than $10000 since a few thousand dollars meant nothing to him, compared to the billions in his account, but transferring a larger amount would lead to suspicion, which was the last thing he needed considering the plans he had made, and keeping his identity a secret was part of it.The murmur in
Through the corner of his eyes, Mason could see Natalia's figure closing in with every running step she took. Mason, refusing to stop, could hear her frustration breathing down his back including the sound of her dangling jewelry while her hair bounced on her shoulder blade.“Mason!” She yelled again, jumping in front of him to block his path. Halting his footsteps, Mason drops his gaze on her figure. “What?” He asked in a cold tone devoured by zero emotions. Natalia forced a lumps down her throat while her face twitched with a smile which Mason Didn't reciprocate. She heaved a sigh brushing the strand of hair from her face and said. “Did you block my number?” she asked, holding Mason's straight gaze.Her question remained unanswered as he stayed firmly quiet. After a brief second, he tried to walk past her but she blocked his path again, making a frown crawl onto his face. “Get out of my way Natalia,” he growled, making her scoff, folding her hands across her chest.“So you can talk
The auditorium building was huge, and its size stretched to an unknown distance Mason wasn't aware of. The irony of the situation hit him, and a little smile appeared on his face. He has been at Aleric University for years; it was his first time at the student auditorium. The time a general gathering was announced like this was during his freshman year, and he could not attend due to the part-time jobs he was juggling. Shifting his thoughts, Mason followed the queue with several students walking in the same direction. The Security guard standing at the entrance of the auditorium building made Mason groan as the reason for their appearance whacked him. He wasn't holding his student pass, which he had forgotten at home. Since it is an official gathering with the university staff, including other high administrators of the University, the security pass will strictly be used. As if that wasn't enough, Mason raised his head to the broadcasting speaker at the top of the building, towering
The security man locked eyes with Mason, who hung up and slid his phone into his pocket. During his phone call, Mason noticed that the security man instructed his subordinate to allow several female students into the auditorium, even when they didn't have their student pass with them. The subordinate wasn't pleased with the instruction since his superior had already denied a male student access to the auditorium for not having his student.“You better do as you're told!” the man growls, pushing his colleague out of the road. “Here you go girls, you can go in,” he smiled, allowing the giggling girls through.Meanwhile, Mason who was watching the scene couldn't figure out what pleasure the security man would have for denying him access but he didn't think much and was glad he could turn the situation around.When he approached the entrance again, the security man scoffed as he thought Mason must have returned to his senses, and had come to beg so he could be allowed into the auditorium.
Inside the vastly decorated auditorium were several banners cascading down the white wall of the hall which describe the awards, and the congratulatory ceremony. The atmosphere was filled with cheerfulness and excitement leaving a subtle of anticipation on the participating students and along the space was a series of chairs arranged down to the horizon ending a few meters from the dais.Mason glanced through the crowd, and he could see more than six hundred students from various levels navigate to occupy them, except for Jeremiah. When Mason couldn't figure out his location, he brought out his phone to dial his number."Mason!" a voice called, and he raised his head to the direction to see Jeremiah waving from the middle roll of the hall. Several eyes turned in his direction; those who didn't know him glimpsed at him while those at his level focused on Mason, who made his way through the walkway."Why on earth will you come to school like this!" Mason muttered to himself, moving tow
Silence roamed between the two friends; even when Jeremiah said nothing, he knew he was saying everything. "She is just a friend," Mason said, ignoring Jeremiah's prying gaze, which didn't quench the stunned expression and the sarcasm in his eyes."Since when did you and the prettiest girl in our department become friends?" Jeremiah asked, slurring the last words. Mason didn't bother to provide an answer to the question and quickly dismissed the topic by placing his index finger on his lips to silence Jeremiah. "The ceremony is starting," Masaon said, nodding at the person approaching the dais. Jeremiah reluctantly shifted his eyes to the man holding a microphone, staring at the crowd with a broad smile."Good day, distinguished student it is my pleasure to announce the commencement of the Art project ceremony, and before we do, there are some important personnel I would like to invite to the VIP reservation," he said and shifted his eyes to the card on his hand."Firstly I would lov
The whispers of students lasted for about two minutes before the host tapped at his microphone signaling for silence. The noise died down prompting all eyes to turn in his direction. The host cleared his throat and announced. “With the official seated we will proceed with the next phase of the ceremony,” he said then paused at the lady in a white dress who approached the podium and whispered into his ear. She handed him a list of the qualified students for the Art project, making total silence soar through the room as the participant focused their eyes on the paper even when they couldn't make out the names on the list.“On behalf of the school, I would like to call on Mason Williams, to announce the name of the qualified student and also give out the awards,” the host said, turning to him with a nod. Without hesitating Mason stood to his feet, and with the crowd tracing his every step, he approached the host, who handed him the list of the qualified candidates and the instructions t
The voice of the excited crowd, chanting Cleopatra's name, lingered in the air, as they waved her triumph flag. The officials seeing their reaction wore stunned expressions, as they shifted their eyes from her to her fans, which consisted of her colleagues and those who were from other levels. Mason, wearing a similar expression, didn't want to interrupt their celebration, and gave them a few seconds, before he softly tapped at his microphone, sending a hush through the crowd who finally rested their gaze on him. Complete silence filled the room, making everyone sit on their edge, as they waited for the last name to be called.“That last name on the list today is no other than,” Mason paused, raising his gaze to the crowd filled with anticipation, except for Jacob, who was already on his feet, standing in the shadows of the walkway and waiting for his name to be called. Mason, noticing his figure, wore a mischievous smile. “The name of the last qualifiers is none other than John Steve