The evening sky outside the capital city glowed in shades of gold and amber as the sun slowly sank behind towering glass skyscrapers. At the heart of the city stood a massive private estate, spread across acres of manicured gardens and guarded by high iron gates engraved with the emblem of Jason Group. Armed security personnel were stationed at every entrance, their sharp eyes missing nothing. This was the residence of Jason Ashford—a name that carried both fear and admiration throughout the country.
Inside the mansion, luxury spoke through every detail.
Italian marble floors reflected the crystal chandeliers above. The walls were adorned with rare paintings and abstract art collected from across the world. Expensive silence filled the vast living hall, broken only by the faint hum of air conditioning.
Jason sat on a long ivory-colored leather sofa, one leg crossed casually over the other. He wore a black tailored shirt with the top button undone, paired with dark gray trousers. A platinum watch rested on his wrist, catching the light each time he moved his hand. Despite his relaxed posture, his sharp features gave him an unapproachable aura—cold eyes, defined jawline, and a calm that made people uneasy.
At just eighteen, Jason was already one of the top five richest individuals in the country. He was the sole owner of Jason Group, a corporate empire spanning real estate, technology, finance, and defense. Yet, despite his wealth and power, he was still a student—enrolled at Aurelion Crown Academy, the most elite institution in the nation, reserved exclusively for the children of the powerful and wealthy.
Jason scrolled through his phone absentmindedly, his expression unreadable.
Behind him, a soft but respectful voice broke the silence.
"Boss…"
Jason did not turn immediately.
"I have a request," the voice continued carefully.
The man speaking stepped forward into the light. Adrian Vale, twenty-five years old, dressed neatly in a navy-blue formal shirt and black trousers. His clothes were simple but clean, ironed with care. His posture was straight, but his eyes carried a hint of exhaustion—someone who had learned responsibility too early in life.
"I want my sister to join Aurelion Crown Academy," Adrian said, lowering his head slightly. "I was hoping… you could give a recommendation."
Before Jason could respond, another voice cut in sharply.
"That academy is not meant for people like you."
The words were smooth, confident, and edged with arrogance.
Kairen Wolfe leaned casually against a pillar nearby, dressed in a charcoal-gray suit that screamed wealth and confidence. His hair was styled perfectly, and a faint smile curved his lips as if he already knew the outcome. At twenty-five, Kairen carried himself like someone accustomed to winning.
"Aurelion Crown Academy is for elite people," Kairen continued. "Not low-class individuals."
Adrian's fists clenched at his sides, but he said nothing.
Both men working under Jason. Both were skilled. Both were ambitious.
Yet the difference between them was obvious.
Kairen was always one step ahead—more ruthless, more focused, more aligned with Jason's cold worldview. Adrian, on the other hand, often submitted the work late and declined business trips—not because he lacked ability, but because he had responsibilities beyond work.
He had a sister to care and protect.
Jason's gaze finally lifted from his phone. His eyes moved briefly to Adrian, then to Kairen. The look he gave was indifferent, as if both men were nothing more than passing shadows.
Nearby, seated in a single armchair with a relaxed posture, Levin watched everything unfold. Levin was Jason's closest friend—one of the few people allowed to sit casually in his presence. Dressed in a light-colored hoodie and jeans, he looked completely out of place in the luxurious hall, yet entirely comfortable.
Jason stood up suddenly.
Without saying a single word, he turned and walked toward the staircase leading to the private wing of the mansion.
Levin blinked, surprised, before quickly standing up and following him.
The sound of their footsteps faded.
Kairen's lips curved into a victorious smile. He glanced at Adrian, eyes filled with mockery, before walking away confidently.
Adrian remained standing there, frozen.
He had expected rejection. Still, the silence hurt more than words.
Of course, he thought bitterly. People like us don't belong in their world.
All he wanted was a better life for his sister—a future where she wouldn't have to struggle like she already had .
Aurelion Crown Academy could open doors that would otherwise remain closed forever.
But reality was cruel.
As he turned to leave, disappointment weighed heavily on his chest.
Jason's bedroom was vast, minimalistic, and cold—much like its owner. Floor-to-ceiling windows revealed the glowing city below. Dark curtains framed the glass, and a single king-sized bed sat at the center of the room. Everything was arranged perfectly, untouched by warmth.
Jason loosened his cuffs and sat on the edge of the bed.
Levin leaned against the wall, arms crossed.
"You're really not going to help him?" Levin asked calmly.
Jason did not respond immediately.
"He works for you just like Kairen," Levin continued. "And you helped Kairen's sister without hesitation."
Jason's eyes darkened.
"People like Adrian," he said coldly, "are never truly loyal."
Levin frowned. "That's unfair."
Jason continued. "He's thinking that if his sister joins the academy, she'll be in our class. Then he can use that to his advantage."
Levin shook his head. "You're assuming too much." If his sister has talent then then it will be good for our Academy and for our class, you know already girls in our Academy are not performing well. If she join maybe we can see what potential she has, if she doesn't do well there is a punishment in our Academy for those who doesn't do well we used to give and also you know very well we also came from a poor family we struggled the most to come for this position
Jason replied, people like them are never talented, " they are money minded." We came from poor family and now we don't have parents but they are not like that even they are middle class family they has parents and has enough money for them instead of doing hardwork they always prefer short path to get rich .
( "Jason and his friends, even Riven came from poor background not only them many students in that Academy through their hardwork they became rich and , Aurelion Crown Academy sees only talent.""Jason always thinks people who are richer in their age or above are only talented and people who are not wealthy has them in their age and above are not talented.")
Levin said even though girls were not performing well you know there is competition within the boys and within the girls , In the competition between boys either we or Riven's class will win but in the competition between girls always Riven's class is winning, the girls in that class are slightly performing well than our class girls
(" There will be always competition between Riven and Jason . Riven was also one of the top 5 richest person in the country he always wants to challenge Jason )
Jason fell silent for a moment, staring out the window.
Minutes passed.
Finally, he exhaled slowly.
"…If I don't help him," Jason admitted, "then it would indeed be unfair."
Levin smiled faintly, relieved.
Jason pressed a button on his desk.
A group of bodyguards entered immediately, dressed in black suits, standing in perfect formation.
"Arrange an admission at Aurelion Crown Academy," Jason ordered calmly. "For Adrian Vale's sister."
"Yes, Boss," they replied in unison before leaving.
Jason leaned back, his expression unreadable once more.
What will happen next ?
What Will be the expression of Jason when he sees Nyra after she arrives ?
Will kairen sister be a kind hearted person or she will create more trouble to Nyra like her brother does to Adrian.
Who will be most talented Nyra or kairen's sister ?
All these we can see in the upcoming chapters.