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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

As the officials began leaving the grand hall, my phone vibrated in my pocket. Chris.

I stepped out onto the private balcony and answered immediately. "Your Majesty."

His voice was sharp, direct. "Are they in line?"

He chuckled. "That's not good enough. Gather them again. I need to make things clear."

I sighed but nodded. "Understood. When?"

Within thirty minutes, the top officials had been gathered once more. This time, it was different. A massive screen was set up at the head of the table, displaying a live feed of Chris.

He was seated in his private chamber, exuding authority effortlessly. They thought they knew their places before—now, they were about to learn.

"I trust all of you understand the situation." His voice was calm but carried an unmistakable edge. "However, I don't trust assumptions. So let me be clear."

Everyone straightened in their seats.

Chris leaned forward. "Each of you holds a position of power. But there are limits. And I will dictate them now."

He turned to Ethan—me. "Ethan Carter, Supreme Chancellor. My right hand. Your authority is absolute except where I say otherwise."

I inclined my head. "Understood, Your Majesty."

Then he turned to Christiana. "Christiana, Dictator of the Empire. Your power is just below mine. You control the military, national security, and government structure. However, you do not interfere with my direct orders. If I override you, my decision is final."

Christiana nodded, unfazed. "Of course, Father."

Chris's gaze moved to the Prime Minister. "Your role remains, but only as an advisor and administrator. You do not command. You do not execute decisions without approval. If you overstep, you will be removed."

The Prime Minister's face tightened. "Yes, Your Majesty."

Chris smirked. He was making sure every single person knew where they stood.

He continued, addressing each minister one by one:

Minister of Finance: Controls the treasury but cannot approve spending above a certain threshold without direct authorization.

Minister of Defense: Oversees military strategies but cannot deploy forces without approval from Christiana or Chris.

Minister of Foreign Affairs: Handles diplomatic relations but cannot enter treaties or negotiations without clearance.

Every role was being stripped of any autonomy that could pose a threat.

Chris's final words sealed everything:

"You exist to serve the Empire. Not yourselves. If any of you forget that, you will be replaced."

Then, in perfect synchronization, every official bowed their heads in submission.

Power had been distributed. But the throne remained untouchable.

Chapter 457: The Boundaries of Power