Meanwhile, as Sierra arrived on campus, she barely had time to adjust her bag over her shoulder before a crowd of students suddenly surrounded her. Startled, she paused, glancing around at the familiar faces, all wearing curious or eager expressions. Sierra was no stranger to attention—she was famous across New Ember University, not just for her rising popularity on TikTok but also for being one of the most admired girls on campus. She had her share of admirers, people crushing on her, and even envious glances.But this was different; she wasn’t expecting a swarm like this. Her eyebrows raised in confusion as she wondered what was going on.“Sierra!” one of them called out, grinning. “We were watching your live yesterday—who’s that person who gave you all those gifts?”Sierra blinked, realization dawning on her. Oh… right. She’d almost forgotten that plenty of her classmates would have been tuning into her live stream, eagerly watching every moment.Clearing her throat, she tried to
At the same time, the cab stopped at the designated area, and Elijah stepped out, paying for both his and Sierra's fare before heading toward the popular big show center where cars were on display.The place was like a modern, upscale mall. In the center, there was a spacious showroom area, where three cars were placed prominently on display, each one drawing attention from the crowd gathered around them. The atmosphere was a mix of luxury and excitement, with people admiring the cars, chatting, and some even taking pictures.Elijah's eyes were immediately drawn to the three cars. The first was a Tesla Model S, a sleek, futuristic electric car with a shiny black exterior, drawing crowds who were impressed by its tech features and advanced design. Beside it, a BMW M5 gleamed with a sophisticated silver finish. Lastly, a Mercedes-Benz S-Class stood elegantly in a deep metallic blue, exuding luxury and comfort, with its plush interiors and innovative features.A salesman was standing be
The old man’s eyes widened in surprise, and the surrounding crowd fell silent for a moment, sensing the tension building. Elijah’s challenge was not something most would dare to put out, especially with an expensive car like the BMW M5 on the line.The old man scoffed, his pride flaring. "You think you can just walk in here and buy a car like that without any problem?" he sneered, clearly not expecting to be called out. "You don't know what you're talking about, kid.”The man only said that because even if Elijah wanted to buy a car, the money wouldn't be able to be transferred instantly as most would go through some financing works and to him he thought Elijah was only showing off.The old man scoffed, his pride flaring. "You think you can just walk in here and buy a car like that without any problem?" he sneered, clearly not expecting to be called out. "You don't know what you're talking about, kid.""Well," Elijah said, letting a slight smirk tug at the corners of his lips, "let’s
The crowd erupted in laughter, and the old man stormed out of the showroom, clearly fuming. Elijah turned back to the salesman, his smirk softening into a composed expression. “So, how much longer for the paperwork?” he asked smoothly, as if nothing had happened.The salesman adjusted his tie, clearly more respectful now after witnessing Elijah’s seamless transaction. “It’ll take about 20 more minutes to finalize everything,” he said, a polite smile replacing the earlier doubt in his eyes.“Take your time,” Elijah replied calmly, stepping aside to let them work.The staff moved quickly, organizing paperwork and confirming the transfer. When everything was ready, the salesman handed Elijah the final documents, including the keys to the BMW M5. “Congratulations, sir. Everything is complete,” he said, offering a firm handshake.Elijah accepted it with a small nod.The salesman hesitated for a moment before introducing himself. “My name is Jacob Foster. I must say, Mr. Westbrook, you’ve
Meanwhile, Sophia was lounging on her bed, scrolling through her phone lazily when a notification popped up. Her eyes darted to the screen, and a wide grin spread across her face as she saw the bank alert."Credit Alert: $20,000."Her heart skipped a beat, and she couldn’t help but laugh softly. It was the money Damian had promised her. Just as she was basking in the joy of the deposit, her phone began to ring. It was Damian.She answered, her tone light and playful. "Hello, Mr. Moneybags."Damian chuckled on the other end. "I just sent the money, baby. Did you get it?”"I did! Just saw the alert," she replied happily. "You’re the best. I’m going to treat myself nice today.""You see the blessings after sacking that guy?" Damian teased, his tone filled with mockery.Sophia chuckled, shaking her head. "I don’t even know where he is now. Probably walking around the streets, looking for a job or something."Damian burst into laughter. "Poor kid. Maybe he’ll find a place in a fast food jo
Some customers behind him gasped audibly, their murmurs filling the air."Did he just say $28,000?""Who even spends that on clothes in one trip?"Elijah reached into his pocket, pulled out his phone, and opened his banking app. Without batting an eye, he said, "Can you give me the account details? I’ll transfer it now."Brandon’s eyebrows rose. "Of course, sir. Let me pull that up for you." He handed Elijah a printed slip with the store’s payment information.As Elijah confidently tapped away on his phone, attempting to make the transfer, an unexpected message popped up: "Transaction declined: Daily spending limit exceeded."Elijah frowned, refreshing the app and trying again. The same message appeared. A wave of confusion and annoyance crept over him."That’s strange," he muttered under his breath, trying once more.The murmurs from the line behind him grew louder, their frustration mounting."What’s taking so long?" one woman asked loudly."This is ridiculous. Some of us have other
He frowned deeper. Ethan and Sophia all were using same bank so it wasn't strange that they both had arrived at same place.Sophia's car came to a halt, the driver's side door opening smoothly. She stepped out, looking as polished and confident as ever. Her sharp eyes scanned the area, only to land on Elijah.Her expression shifted from neutral to sheer surprise. "Elijah?" she said, narrowing her eyes.Elijah stared back at her, his face unreadable but his clenched jaw betraying his irritation. Although anger bubbled within him at the mere sight of Sophia, he couldn’t deny the truth staring him in the face—she was still stunning. The way her outfit hugged her figure, the subtle sheen of her perfectly styled hair catching the sunlight, and the confident sway of her steps were all enough to momentarily stall his thoughts.Sophia’s eyes trailed over Elijah’s outfit as he passed, her surprise evident. The clean-cut designer shirt, perfectly fitted jeans, and fresh sneakers didn’t match t
Her words echoed around the bank, all eyes now drawn to Elijah. Some of the onlookers seemed to chuckle, others just stared, but all of them were now watching the interaction unfold.The bank attendants at the counter looked up as Sophia and Elijah exchanged tense words, quickly stepping in to defuse the situation."No fighting here, please," the attendant said firmly, raising a hand. "Both of you, please come forward and tell us what the issue is. We’ll sort this out quickly."Sophia, still eager to make her point, walked forward and gave the attendant a bright, almost triumphant smile. "I’m here to fix my card," she said, tossing her hair back dramatically. "I’ve had some issues with it, and I need to get it sorted now.”Elijah, meanwhile, had taken a step forward, but his voice was quieter, holding back the frustration from his earlier exchange with Sophia. "I... I need to extend my bank limit," he said, keeping his words calm. "And also apply for a new card.”The attendant with
The house wasn’t bare anymore. It was... alive.He wandered into the kitchen, where shiny new utensils were neatly arranged. Foodstuff lined the shelves, and a delicious aroma wafted through the air. Curious, he lifted the lid of a pot on the stove to find perfectly cooked jollof rice. Beside it, there was a separate pot of stew and a tray of meat.“Damn,” he muttered, impressed, before moving on.The fridge had been brought in and stocked with bottled water and an assortment of drinks. Even the wine bar was arranged with a selection of wines, most of which had low alcohol content. He inspected everything—plates, glasses, and small touches that made the space feel like a home.He returned to the living room, glancing at Sierra with a soft smile. She’d done all this. Kneeling beside her, he murmured, “You must be tired,” and gently reached out to touch her cheek.Before his hand made contact, Sierra yawned and stirred, her eyes fluttering open. She blinked, startled by the pair of eyes
Meanwhile, Sophia was still happily talking to Damian when they saw Laura walk over. As Laura approached, her expression was cold and filled with restrained anger. She locked eyes with Sophia, who returned the look with equal disdain. For a moment, the tension between the two women hung thick in the air.Damian glanced between them and frowned. "Laura, I thought you should be working. What do you want here?"Laura took a deep breath, standing her ground. "Boss Damian, I need to discuss something important with you.”Damian crossed his arms. "What is it?"Laura hesitated, her eyes flicking to Sophia. "With you and me only. Not her."Sophia raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms smugly, while Damian shook his head. "You can say whatever you need to right here. Sophia isn’t going anywhere."Laura clenched her fists at her sides but managed to keep her composure. "Fine," she said, lifting her chin. "I want to talk about the promotion. I believe there’s been a mistake.”Sophia frowned heari
The room erupted into a mix of applause and astonishment, with several workers looking at each other in surprise. Sophia, standing among them, froze for a moment, her heart racing although she was aware she was the one to be promoted. She felt dozens of eyes turning to her.Damian extended his hand toward her and said warmly, "Miss Bennett, please step on stage.”Sophia inhaled deeply, smoothing her already pristine office wear as she walked forward. Her heels clicked against the polished floor, and the applause grew louder. As she reached the stage, she turned to face the crowd.Damian gestured for her to stand beside him. "Ladies and gentlemen, this promotion is not just a reward but a reflection of consistent effort and excellence. Congratulations, Miss Bennett."Sophia nodded politely, her lips curving into a gracious smile as she acknowledged the crowd. "Thank you," she said, her voice clear and steadyAs Sophia stood on stage, basking in the applause, the murmurs among the worke
The men remained silent, their shame deepening under Victor's harsh words. One of them finally stammered, "S-Sir, we tried our best, but that man... he wasn’t ordinary. His men... they were like machines—""Enough!" Victor roared, slamming his hand on the armrest, making some of the men flinch. "Excuses don’t interest me. You’ve embarrassed me and my son!"Daniel stopped pacing, his face twisted with fury. "They’re pathetic, Father. I told you they were useless! Elijah humiliated me in front of everyone, and these fools couldn’t even defend me!”Victor leaned back in his chair, his expression darkening. "I underestimated this person," he said, his voice low and calculating. He turned his gaze back to the kneeling men. "Get out of my sight. I’ll deal with your incompetence later.”“Sir,” one of them began, clutching his injured shoulder, “we… we need some money to treat our injuries.”Lawrence’s expression darkened, and without a word, he rose from his seat, the golden necklace around
"Save it!" Daniel interrupted, pacing back and forth as his anger boiled over. "You think this is minor? Do you know how badly this has gone? Do you know how humiliated I am?! You're the one who sent men and now look! It's a disaster!”The bystanders who hadn’t already dispersed began whispering amongst themselves, their curiosity growing at Daniel’s outburst. Daniel’s father sighed heavily on the other end of the call. "Listen to me, Daniel. Don’t make things worse for yourself. Leave the place now.""But Dad—!" Daniel began, his voice shaking with frustration."Enough!" his father interrupted, his voice sharp and commanding. "I’ll send someone to pick up those ten useless men you hired. They’re of no use to you now. Just leave before you embarrass yourself further."Daniel gritted his teeth, but he couldn’t argue with his father’s authority. "Fine," he muttered, though his tone was far from calm."And as for this Elijah," his father continued, his voice colder now, "don’t worry abo
Minutes later, Sierra walked out of the fitting room, and Elijah’s attention immediately shifted to her. The dress she had chosen fit her perfectly, its simplicity complementing her natural beauty. She adjusted the hem slightly, brushing a hand down the fabric as if to get used to the feel of it. Elijah’s lips curled into a subtle smile as he watched her approach. “Looks good on you,” he said sincerely. Sierra glanced at him, her expression soft but slightly self-conscious. “It’s just a dress,” she muttered, trying to downplay it, though a faint blush crept onto her cheeks. Brandon, still standing at the counter, looked at Sierra and then at Elijah, visibly holding back his words. It was clear he hadn’t expected Sierra to actually leave the fitting room with a new dress that had been paid for. Elijah picked up the bags of clothes and sneakers, holding them effortlessly. “Ready to go?” he asked Sierra casually, as though the tension in the air from earlier didn’t exist. She nodded,
As Elijah reached the counter, he immediately recognized Brandon. His lips curled into a light smile, and he greeted politely, “Good afternoon.”Brandon, however, wasn’t having it. He crossed his arms and frowned deeper. “What do you want, please?” he asked with obvious irritation in his tone.Sierra noticed the hostility immediately, her brows furrowing. “Is that how you frown and speak to customers?” she questioned sharply, her voice carrying an edge.Brandon shot her a glare, clearly unbothered. “Customers?” he scoffed. “He came here yesterday and lied about buying clothes. After picking out $28,000 worth of items, he didn’t even have the money to pay. I’m yet to hang them back!” Brandon’s voice dripped with condescension as he turned his eyes back to Elijah. “Did you come to waste my time again?”Before Brandon could continue, Elijah cut in calmly, “Yesterday, there was a fault with my bank. Don’t worry, everything is working now. The clothes are still available, right? Just hand
The head of staff hesitated, still processing what had happened. "Uh... I—I think it’s around $15,000, sir. That includes the tables, chairs, glassware, and a few damaged fixtures."Elijah nodded and looked back at Daniel, his eyes cold and unyielding. "You heard her. Fifteen thousand dollars. Pay it now."Daniel’s face flushed red with anger and humiliation. "Fifteen thousand? Do you have any idea who I am? Why should I pay—"Slap!Elijah delivered a sharp slap to Daniel’s face, cutting him off. The crowd gasped, and even Sierra flinched slightly. Elijah’s voice was low but firm. "I’m not asking. You caused the damage, and you’ll pay for it. Or do you want me to call my men back to convince you?"Daniel swallowed hard, his fear evident. His hands trembled as he reached into his pocket, pulling out his phone. He opened a payment app and shakily asked the head of staff for the restaurant’s account details.The head of staff quickly provided them, and within moments, the transaction wa
Elijah’s cold gaze settled on the four remaining suited men. His tone was calm but carried an edge of command as he spoke. "Join him. All of you. Take those seven down together. I want to hear screams. Break their bones… and do it well."The suited men nodded sharply, no hesitation in their movements. One of them smirked, cracking his knuckles. “It’ll be over before you know it, Master Elijah.”Without another word, the five men advanced like predators closing in on prey.The seven men with weapons, now visibly shaking, tried to stand their ground. “Come on! We’re not scared of you!” one shouted, though his voice cracked.The air erupted into chaos as the suited men reached them. Screams pierced the evening, echoing through the area.“No! Please—ARGH!” one of the seven howled as his arm was twisted unnaturally, the sickening crack of bone splitting the air. Blood spattered the ground as another man tried to swing his bat, only to have it ripped from his hands and shattered across his