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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 convoy sped through Washington, D.C., lights flashing as it approached the White House gates. The city was alive—news stations broadcasting Chris's recent warnings to Russia, political analysts debating his every move.

But inside the presidential SUV, it was just him and Skylar.

She sat beside him, her fingers lightly tracing the stitching on the leather seat, her expression unreadable. It had been years since she was last in this city with him. Back then, he was just Christopher Blackwood—the hidden heir, the enigma no one saw coming.

He was the President of the United States.

The motorcade came to a smooth halt inside the White House grounds. Secret Service agents moved swiftly, securing the perimeter. Ethan was already outside, speaking with staff.

Instead, he turned to Skylar. "This place is… different from the world we knew."

She finally looked at him, something flickering in her eyes. "And what world do you live in now, Chris?"

His jaw tensed. "One where I can't afford to lose."

Skylar exhaled, then shook her head with a soft chuckle. "You've always been like this."

A slow smirk pulled at his lips. "You say that like it's a bad thing."

Before she could respond, the SUV door opened.

"Mr. President," a staff member greeted. "Everything is ready inside."

Chris nodded, stepping out first before turning and offering his hand to Skylar.

She hesitated—only for a second. Then, with a deep breath, she placed her hand in his and stepped out.

Even at night, reporters had gathered outside the White House gates, their cameras flashing like stars in the dark sky.

Skylar stiffened slightly, but Chris didn't let go of her hand.

Inside the White House – The Power Balance Shifts

The doors to the Oval Office shut behind them, sealing them inside. The room felt vast, its historic weight pressing down on both of them.

Skylar studied him for a long moment.

Then, instead of answering, she stepped forward, her hands slowly sliding up his chest.

"What do you think?"she whispered.

Chris smirked. That was all the answer he needed.

Chapter 144: Back Where She Belongs