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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

Classic Blackwood was used to getting what he wanted.

At Blackwood Academy, no one questioned his position. He wasn't just another student—he was the heir, the one everyone either feared, respected, or wanted to be close to.

And right now, his attention was on one person.

She was sharp, confident, and carried herself like someone who knew she belonged among the elite. She wasn't intimidated by his last name, which made her interesting.

Classic leaned against the side of a sleek black sports car in the school parking lot, watching as Elena approached.

"You're staring," she teased, tucking a strand of dark brown hair behind her ear.

Classic smirked. "Maybe I like what I see."

Elena raised an eyebrow. "And what exactly do you see?"

Classic pushed off the car, stepping closer. "Someone I wouldn't mind taking out this weekend."

Elena tilted her head, considering. She wasn't the type to blush or act surprised. That's what he liked—she acted like an equal, not someone desperate for his attention.

"That depends," she mused. "Are you asking, or are you telling?"

Classic chuckled. "Whichever gets you to say yes."

Before Elena could respond, a voice cut through the air.

Classic turned his head slowly, already knowing who it was.

His little sister stood a few feet away, arms crossed, her cold blue eyes locked onto Elena with open disapproval.

Elena raised an eyebrow. "And you are?"

Christiana stepped closer. "The one who says no."

"No," Christiana repeated, ignoring him. She shifted her gaze back to Elena. "Find someone else to waste your time on."

Elena let out a soft laugh. "That's cute. But your brother can make his own choices."

Christiana smiled, but it was a Blackwood smile. Cold. Amused. Dangerous.

"And yet, somehow, you're still standing here."

Classic ran a hand through his hair, glancing between them. "Chris, don't start a war in the parking lot."

Christiana didn't take her eyes off Elena.

"You don't belong here," she said simply before turning on her heel and walking away.

Elena exhaled, shaking her head. "That was intense."

Classic smirked. "Welcome to my life."

But as he watched his sister disappear into the crowd,he couldn't help but wonder—why did Christiana hate Elena so much?

Chapter 313: The Wrong Choice