Chapter 303: Power Plays

Classic barely had time to settle before Victoria Laurent's voice cut through the night air.

"Do you want me to close your father's bank?"

He stopped mid-step.

Slowly, he turned to face her, his expression unreadable.

Victoria stood there, arms crossed, her emerald-green eyes glinting under the dim campfire glow. Unapologetic. Bold. Dangerous.

For a brief second, the camp felt silent. Even his father's guards, positioned discreetly in the shadows, seemed to tense.

Classic's lips curled into a smirk. "You think you can?"

Victoria shrugged, her confidence unwavering. "My family holds significant shares in the European branches of Blackwood Banking Group. A few well-placed decisions, some quiet conversations, and your father could be dealing with a financial headache."

Classic exhaled slowly, amused.

"So this is your way of getting back at me for refusing to carry you?"

Victoria smiled. "Let's call it leverage."

The other students watching from a distance had no idea what was really happening here. To them, it might've looked like casual flirting.

But Classic knew better.

This wasn't about games.

This was a power play.

A test.

"You don't want to do that, Victoria." His voice was calm, but there was a razor-sharp edge beneath it.

She tilted her head. "And why not?"

Classic took a step closer, his presence suffocatingly intense.

"Because if you come for my father's bank… I'll come for your family's entire fortune."

For the first time, something flickered in Victoria's expression.

Amusement? Intrigue? A mix of both?

Then she smirked.

"Finally," she said, her voice softer now. "I was starting to wonder if you had any bite."

Classic shook his head, exhaling.

This girl was going to be a problem.