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At university, Chris is just another student—quiet, reserved, and seemingly ordinary. But behind the scenes, he’s the heir to a hidden fortune, a secret he guards fiercely.

Then there’s Skylar—a girl born into wealth, now watching her privileged world crumble as her family faces financial ruin. When she crosses paths with Chris, an unexpected connection sparks between them.

Skylar falls for him, believing he’s just a regular guy. But when her family pressures her to seek a richer suitor, Chris finds himself at a crossroads—should he reveal his true identity to fight for their love, or let her go to protect his secret?

In a world where love and wealth collide, can their relationship survive the truth?

Masked Affluence

The Blackwood jet touched down just as dawn painted the horizon in soft gold. The world was waking up to a new presidency, but inside that plane, another battle was about to begin.

Skylar descended the steps slowly, her heels clicking against the sleek pavement of the private airstrip. The moment she reached the ground, a convoy of blacked-out SUVs was already waiting. No questions. No hesitation. Chris had orchestrated everything down to the second.

A suited agent stepped forward, opening the door for her. "Miss Skylar. The president is expecting you."

The city was different. There were banners with Chris's face, news tickers rolling across buildings with his name in bold letters. Christopher Blackwood wasn't just a businessman anymore. He was a force.

As the car pulled through the secured White House gates, she felt the weight of it all settling in.

She wasn't walking into a private estate this time. She was walking into the seat of power. His power.

He stood near the fireplace, hands in his pockets, his sharp black suit tailored to perfection. Even here, in the room where history was written, he commanded it.

Skylar stepped inside, her posture straight, refusing to let him see the storm inside her.

The doors shut behind her. Just the two of them now.

Chris's eyes met hers. For a moment, neither spoke. Then—

Skylar tilted her head. "Did I really have a choice?"

Chris's smirk was almost amused. "You always have a choice. But we both know how this was going to end."

Skylar exhaled, stepping closer. "So tell me, Mr. President… what happens now?"

Chris's gaze darkened slightly. He took a step toward her, closing the space between them.

"Now?" His voice was lower, quieter. "Now, we stop pretending."

Skylar narrowed her eyes. "Pretending about what?"

Chris exhaled, his fingers brushing against hers for the briefest second before he spoke.

"That you were ever going to walk away from me."

Chapter 119: The Reunion