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The Invincible Student Heir Chapter 88
I decided to challenge my teachers for those poor results. I could never imagine that I would come home with such woeful results when it wasn't as though I had not read. Something told me that they had been mixed up and I decided to fight for it. Everywhere I turned was full of various discussions about how the mighty had fallen in their opinion but I didn't care one bit about that because it was just one of those things that one experiences. I stood in front of Mr Braxton's office and knocked. He was the one who was going to handle that for me even if we were not on talking terms due to his newly found attitude, I was going to ensure that I got my results. “Come in.” He said, making me walk in almost immediately. This time I didn't barge in like I used to because I knew that I was already on a tentative scale. “You are here to see me, what a surprise.” he said pretending to be interested in seeing me. How someone could go from 0 to 100° in a split second was very alarming. I had
The Invincible Student Heir Chapter 89
Walking into the office of the man who I had suddenly come to resent was a huge sacrifice but I had to pay it anyway. "I have spoken to Miss Alice and we've been able to rectify your scores." Mr. Braxton announced immediately he spotted me. I refused to show emotion, lest he took it to mean something else. "However, I believe that if we would be doing something of this nature, I proposed that there would be another testing. It's either that or taking those scores as yours." He said, with an ultimatum in mind. I chuckled softly at his attempt at doing something he considered worthwhile. "So... You want me to resit a test I passed with flying colors for? How cool is that?" I answered rhetorically. "You don't want to resit the test?" He demanded from me, leaving me with a small wicked smile. I leaned over the table and stared right into his eyes. "Oh... I think that you should have already known that." Mr Braxton shot me a matching glare, trying to prove his lack of intimidation
The Invincible Student Heir Chapter 90
At the Corridor. "Hey, I've been meaning to talk to you for so long." One of my schoolmates called after me as I walked through the corridor. I had already set my plans in motion and was waiting for them to materialize so that I could actualize my dreams even without having to say anything. I turned and raised an eyebrow at her jolly nature. Was I supposed to be happy that she was speaking to me especially after I knew that she had some wicked affiliations with Mikky? "So I was passing through the corridor earlier and overheard that you might be expelled from school because of your bad grades. According to the board anyone who doesn't meet up to standard or has to be advised to withdraw. Have you heard the latest news?" She inquired. A messenger of Doom, that was what she was. I raised another eyebrow at her, she seriously expected me to dive into a conversation with her. "Did he tell you to come to break the news to me?" I replied straight away. She blinked wondering how I
The Invincible Student Heir Chapter 91
At the school's field. I relaxed back in my seat, refusing to take his words to heart, as he pranced around with his friends, who were also staring at me like I had done something wrong when, in reality, they were the ones one was supposed not to reckon with. Annie sat beside me looking at them through her glasses, "Any luck on finding his weak spots? I believe that it's not going to be the most exciting thing that you get to do anyway." She mentioned. Even if I harbored a few sentiments, I didn't think it was appropriate for me to share them on the pitch. "Maybe, maybe not. Why are you still here? Don't you have to visit the library today anymore?" I asked, watching Mikky and his friends gather at the end of the pitch, sneaking glances at me. "Isn't Josh one of the boys who tried to woo you earlier?" Annie blinked, trying to figure out what I was talking about. She trained her eyes in the same direction, making me smile. "Yeah, he is... What had that got to do with anythin
The Invincible Student Heir Chapter 92
The meeting process wasn't supposed to take as long as it did but I guess I had to endure all the pain that came from becoming someone great. "This is not an attempt to ridicule whatever you have going on for yourself but it is almost like a cry for an understanding. How do you think carrying on now that you're going further is currently indisposed. I know that you can assure us that you would take charge of the situation which I don't think is impossible." One of my father's partners, Mr Duncan said. I resisted the urge to rub my hands across my face in despair. I was tired of them trying to pass off a scenario where I am the villain which they are not so sure of but believe that everyone should understand how they operate. "I understand your need for protection, and I think it's valid, but you cannot take away the fact that there are more blessing issues we can attend to that wouldn't disrupt whatever flow we are supposed to have. I understand your fears, and I can tell you for
The Invincible Student Heir Chapter 93
I laughed when I saw the results of our school's match online with the memes of Mikky flying up and down on every streaming platform as he struggled to catch the ball. I wasn't aware of all of that but now that I watched, it became really funny to me. I refused to let him go just yet because he still needed to learn a lesson, a tangible one at that. Mikky's name popped up on my phone, and I was already laughing because I couldn't tell the direction this conversation was going to take, but for laughs sake, I engaged him. "You are gutsy to go ahead to recruit people for your dirty jobs. One would think that you are a man of your word. Don't think that I didn't see you commissioning Annie to make those videos. What have you gained so far?" Your tears. "I don't think it is proper for you to call me and start berating me. You must have everything you want, but the only thing I do have is that you still attempt to take it away from me, which is quite impossible. You need to come to t
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I refused to turn, loving the direction of this conversation. It promised to be wonderful and I couldn't wait to hear their point of view. It would be hilarious I could bet that. "Maybe, maybe not, I don't think it's right for us to be in the same space because he is a pain." "Coming from someone who knows nothing but mischief. I bet you don't have any careers in mind besides wreaking havoc wherever you go." I said still with my back turned to him Staring right at him was going to mean that I was interested in this conversation, which, frankly, I wasn't. "Can you imagine the effrontery you have to speak to my caliber this way? Mr Langston does not have any right to interfere with young people's businesses unless he is tired of playing CEO." Mikky retorted in amazement. There was something most of them didn't realize. I was not going to play the good guy simply because I wanted to be in their good graces. They could go to hell with it. "I need you to take those videos down. I am
The Invincible Student Heir Chapter 95
I headed straight down to the hospital to see my grandfather. I didn't like the fact that I was running the company in his stead yet he wasn't present to still give me a few guidelines. My grandmother was the only backbone I had at the moment which I didn't take for granted but would have loved his input Conducting secret meetings and also going to school in the morning was beginning to take a toll on my mental health, all I could imagine at that point was how I could be free from this. It might not be easy, but I knew that I was going to find a way to break through it. I spotted my grandmother's familiar hair from the glass mirror and paused. It seemed like she was having an intimate moment with him, and I didn't want to interrupt her just like that. I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if she didn't take this chance. "Hey, I have been hoping that one of these days you were going to surprise me by opening your eyes. The doctor says that you can hear me if you really put your heart
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The crowd swarms City Hall’s steps again. Always with their banners, their chants, their 'hope'. I lean against the stone column, arms crossed. The mic waits. I don’t. “You want a mayor?” My voice cuts through the noise. They freeze. “Pick one. Not me.” Signs drop. Faces crumple. A woman in front—frayed coat, eyes red—steps forward. “But you 'exposed' the rot. You 'know' who’s clean!” “I know 'nobody’s' clean.” I jab a finger at the courthouse. Its cracked dome glints in the sun. “You think I’m your savior? I’m the guy who lights matches. 'You' rebuild.” Murmurs rise. A man shouts, “We 'trust' you!” Others echo. Trust. A fragile word. Brittle. “Trust?” I laugh. Hollow. “Trust got Gregory Tran killed. Trust let Coker fester. 'Trust' is your problem.” I turn to leave. Hands grab my sleeve. Desperate. Clammy. “Please,” the woman begs. “Just… guide us.” I shake her off. “Guidance costs extra.” ''' They follow me home. Petitions piled on my doorstep. Candles lit like a
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The cameras flash. Always flashing. Like a strobe light hell. 'Click. Click. Click'. I straighten my tie. Cheap polyester. Scratchy. 'Good'. Reminds me I’m not one of them. The podium’s edge digs into my palms. Cold steel. Biting. The crowd’s a blur. Suits. Lipstick. Teeth. Hungry for blood. “Ladies. Gentlemen.” I let the mic screech. Feedback whines. They flinch. 'Perfect'. “Tonight, we carve out the 'rot'.” A paperweight sits on the podium. Glass. Useless. I hurl it sideways. It explodes against the wall. 'Crash'. The crowd jumps. A reporter spills his coffee. Dark liquid bleeds across the road. 'Symbolic'. I don’t laugh. “Coker,” I say slowly. Let the syllables rot in the air. “Saint of the City? 'Bullshit'.” The screen behind me flickers. Grainy footage. Coker’s docks. Midnight. Shadows slithering. Crates cracked open. White powder glowing. Ghostly. “Drugs.” I click the remote. Next slide: Judge Eleanor Pryce. Diamond earrings. Smug grin. Pocketing an envelope thick as a b
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The world was expecting my return My disappearance was all they talked about for weeks, the people, the media. Everyone was growing restless as theories of what might have happened to me were all over the place.The suspense and everything made me happy.I let them talk, I let the suspense build. Staying silent was just the perfect game, one which I was well skilled in.I wanted to make them want me, to make them desperate for my return. Such that when I finally reappear, it would be a hit.And just as I pictured it, it happened.I picked the biggest television in the country as the stage for my grand come back— or whatever the world called it.Every newspaper headline screamed my name “JORDAN SPEAKS!” “THE TRUTH REVEALED WITH JORDAN!” As the countdown to my appearance on tv began.It was all anyone could talk about, all everyone could think of. News anchors debated what I might reveal, social media buzzed with assumptions and most importantly, Mr Coker, the fool trying to work his w
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Jordan’s POVFirst, a ding, followed by a mild vibration.A smirk played on my lips as I dipped my hand excitedly into my pocket and brought out my phone. I had been expecting this message and it came at the perfect time.My eyes scanned the notification on the phone after which I unlocked it to view it better.It was from FriendsMe, a secret platform I and Josh created when we were just kids, whispering about taking over the world in hushed tones.Back then, FriendsMe had been a platform where we could dream big and fantasize about anything. It was our safe haven where we could plot our future and plot ideas without anyone watching us.But things had changed— I had changed.“I know it is you. Behind all of this. The accidents. The disappearances. The chaos. It’s you, isn’t it?” Josh asked.I let out a chuckle as I read the message again. Josh had always been smart but he wasn’t smart enough.I left the message on read and wanted to lock it when another message came in.“Listen man, I
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Jordan's POVThe scent of fresh paint and polished wood filled the air as I stepped into the Langston Consortium’s main building. Truly it was fascinating how far we have come and I was so proud of myself.Months of silence had been replaced with ringing phones, busy days and nights, we had so many clients that we had to open a waiting list and that still got filled up.I walked through the hall, hands tucked into my pockets, watching the company my grandfather built come alive once more. It was mine now and I hoped he was proud of the slight changes I made.His death didn't go unpunished and I wouldn't let anything happen to this company no matter the cost.Near the entrance, an older man in a faded suit approached, his steps hesitant. His gaze held quiet hope. “Mr. Jordan, I’ve been with this company for thirty years. My loyalty has never wavered. I—”I lifted a hand, cutting him off gently. “The past stays in the past. It’s time for something new.” I uttered in a finite toneHis th
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Jordan's POVThe courtroom was filled with tension. No one said a word but you could feel it in the air as we waited for the video to play.Mr. Coker sat stiffly at the defendant’s table, fingers locked together as though he wanted to strangle me.His lawyer whispered something, but he didn’t react. His jaw worked as if grinding gravel, his eyes shifting to the large screen where the next piece of evidence played.It was a briefcase exchanged proving Coker had bribed the inspector. The official took it with a quick glance over his shoulder, counted the cash, then nodded. Mr. Coker’s voice came through as he gave clear instructions. “This needs to be handled. No complications.”Gasps rippled through the courtroom.I leaned forward, hands gripping the armrest of my chair. My throat felt dry. Across from me, Mr. Coker’s wife pressed a hand to her mouth, face drained of color.The prosecutor stepped forward. His eyes flicked to the judge, then back to the screen. “For the record, this foo
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The weight of my words had barely settled before the world caught fire.We couldn't even continue the interview because of how fast the clips circulated on news channels, social media posts multiplying like cells under a microscope. The video surged past fifty million views in hours, tearing through every platform like a storm with no intention of slowing down. "Jordan Langston exposes billionaire Coker in a shocking interview!""Explosive truth: Young heir accuses Coker of murder!""What really happened to Mr. Langston? The answer stuns the world!"Comments, opinions, speculations poured in. Some hailed me as brave, a warrior dragging hidden rot into the light. Others called me reckless, a kid playing with fire, a target painting himself in the brightest red.I sat in the dim glow of my phone screen, scrolling, skimming, watching my own words loop over and over. The sound of hurried footsteps pulled me from the trance. The door swung open. My mother stood there, her breath uneven,
Chapter 186
I straightened in my chair wiping off invisible dirt off my suit, I was to look perfect today.We were at the TV station, bright lights beamed overhead, hot against my skin but I didn't break a sweat, we were surrounded by cameras and the interview team.Beside me, my lawyer adjusted his cuffs, his movements smooth, practiced, deliberate. He smelled like expensive cologne and fresh paper, like someone who knew his way around battles fought with words instead of fists.“You good Jordan” he muttered not out of care but hoped I wouldn't make the wrong move.“Never better” I reassured, giving a smile that would be stuck on my face for most of the interview.Soon the interviewer took her seat, a woman with clipped curls and eyes that held the hunger of someone searching for a story, she leaned forward. Her lips, painted the color of ripe cherries, parted as she spoke.“Nice to have you here today” she began giving a big smile for the camera before she returned to us."Mr Jordan, given the
Chapter 185
I trust Silvia to do just as I've told her to. All I was expecting at the moment was just results, results of the strings I was going to pull, something he'd never recover from. At some point, I felt selfish. I was literally putting Silvia's life on the line because I know he'd surely come for her after everything's going to be leaked. I should have tried another alternative. It just occurred to me. I gnashed my teeth in regret. I've been running for my own life and now I'd have to protect two souls at the same time, I grabbed my phone, “Silvia…yeah I know…as soon as you're done, grab a few stuffs and come over…I have spaces here…I know, but believe me when I say this, Coker will come for your head and he won't take chances, that's why I said you should come” I hung up the call almost immediately. I've said what needed to be said. Preparations for the primaries to determine who the flag bearer for the parties was almost underway. I'm sure Coker will be all smiles, with the mindset