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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 tension in the Situation Room was suffocating.

I stood frozen, watching Chris as he issued commands with the authority of a man who had already accepted the consequences of his actions. But then—he said something that made my blood turn to ice.

For a split second, I thought I misheard him. But when I looked around, the stunned expressions on the generals' faces told me otherwise.

I stepped forward, my voice barely above a whisper. "Chris… what did you just say?"

He didn't even look at me. His gaze was locked on the digital map displaying U.S. military assets surrounding Nigeria's borders.

"I said fire at will," he repeated, his tone firm. "I want precision strikes on all key military targets. We will not wait for their next move."

"This wasn't the plan." My voice shook, my fists clenched at my sides. "You said you'd give them 24 hours. You promised!"

Chris finally turned to me, his expression unreadable. "They lost their 24 hours the moment they mobilized their forces against us."

I felt my chest tighten. "Chris, no. You're about to start a war that won't just stay in Nigeria. This will spread."

I slammed my hand on the table. "Damn it, Chris! Do you even hear yourself?!"

Ethan hesitated. "Mr. President… are you sure?"

Chris didn't blink. "Execute the order."

I took a shaky breath as one of the generals relayed the command. Within seconds, the screen flickered, showing live footage from surveillance drones.

Then, the first explosions lit up the map.

Airstrikes. Bombardments. The war had begun.

My hands trembled as I whispered, "Chris… what have you done?"

He looked at me, his expression dark, unrelenting. "I did what had to be done."

And just like that, the world was no longer the same.

Chapter 190: Fire at Will