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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

Chris stood at the center of the war room, arms crossed as the latest intelligence reports flashed across the massive screen. Russia hadn't pulled back. In fact, their troop presence at the Ukrainian border had increased.

Ethan let out a sharp breath. "They're calling your bluff."

Chris didn't blink. "Then it's time to remind them who they're dealing with."

He turned to the Secretary of Defense. "Deploy additional NATO forces to Poland, Romania, and the Baltics. Increase aerial surveillance and have our destroyers in the Black Sea on high alert."

The general nodded. "Understood, sir."

Chris's voice hardened. "And activate Operation Veil."

A few officials exchanged glances. The Director of National Intelligence spoke first. "Sir, that's… an escalation."

Chris's gaze was cold, calculated. "So is Russia's refusal to stand down."

Undisclosed Location – Russian Military Base

The base was silent, save for the faint hum of computers inside the operations center. Then—a flicker of light. A glitch.

Seconds later, the entire power grid shut down.

Russian officers scrambled, shouting into radios. Their air defense systems, radar networks, and encrypted communications had been compromised.

Petrov's face twisted in rage as the reports flooded in.

"We've lost control of multiple military systems. Our radar installations are down. Our Black Sea defenses are offline—"

He slammed his fist onto his desk. "Blackwood."

His intelligence chief hesitated. "It's not just cyberwarfare, sir. There are reports of sabotage within our ranks."

Petrov's eyes narrowed. "Meaning?"

The room was silent. Then the intelligence chief muttered: "Meaning someone inside is working for him."

Washington – White House Oval Office

Chris read the intelligence brief with a smirk.

Ethan chuckled. "So, what's next?"

"And when they make their next mistake—"

Chapter 137: The Next Move