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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

I swirled the wine in my glass, watching the room shift under the weight of my father's words.

"Also," he continued, his voice calm but commanding, "I am creating a new world organization—The Blackwood Union. It will be known as the B.U."

I raised a brow. The B.U. My father never did anything without purpose. If he was establishing a new global power structure, it wasn't just for influence. It was to control the game entirely.

The murmurs in the room grew louder. Some rulers leaned forward with interest, others remained wary. The Emir of Saudi Arabia's expression didn't shift, but I could see the calculation in his gaze. The Queen of Spain's lips curled slightly, intrigued.

"You are free to join," my father continued, "but first, you must place your allegiance."

A challenge. A declaration. A line drawn in the sand.

"And what exactly does allegiance entail, Father?" I asked, my voice laced with amusement. "A simple pledge, or something more binding?"

Chris turned his gaze toward me, and I met it without hesitation.

"Allegiance," he said smoothly, "means recognizing the B.U. as the governing force in global economic and military affairs. It means understanding that neutrality is no longer an option."

A bold move. One that forced every ruler in this room to decide—stand with him or against him.

The King of England exhaled sharply, glancing at his advisors. "And if we choose not to align?"

Chris's smirk didn't waver. "Then you remain in a world that is no longer yours to shape."

The weight of his words settled over the room.

It was about who would control the future.

I leaned back in my chair, amused. My father was testing Classic, yes. But he was also restructuring the world before our eyes. And if anyone thought they could sit back and watch without making a choice, they were gravely mistaken.

I turned my gaze to Classic. His posture was firm, but his mind was working, calculating. This was no longer just his trial.

This was a war of power,and the world had just entered a new era.

Chapter 502: The Birth of a New Order