Dark Lord Seduction System: Taming Wives, Daughters, Aunts, and CEOs novel Chapter 302

Chapter 302: Final Arc of Miami

"It gets better... Lea tried to come back with some comment about Sofia choosing dick over dignity, and that’s when Sofia grabbed a plastic chair and threw it. Didn’t hit anyone, but the message was clear."

"A chair?"

"A fucking chair, dude. The sound was incredible. Like a gunshot. Half the freshman class dove under tables."

I was laughing now, I couldn’t help it. My little Ghost had gone full WWE storyline in the cafeteria. Probably needed a D to calm her down before she moved on to ladders and steel cages.

"What happened to Jack?"

"That’s the best part. He’s been walking around looking like someone killed his dog. I think he’s realizing his girlfriend cares more about defending you than she does about him. It’s beautiful and tragic at the same time."

"And the school?"

"Oh, they’re loving it. Everyone’s picking sides. Team Sofia versus Team Lea. Connor’s documenting everything — the kid treats every second like archival footage. The group chat’s been blowing up for hours. Mrs. Peterson had to separate them in class because they kept glaring at each other like they were planning murders."

"This is insane."

"Bro, your life has been insane since you started dating Madison. This is just Tuesday for you now."

He wasn’t wrong. A month ago my biggest drama was getting stuffed in lockers. Now I had the quarterback’s girlfriend throwing furniture in my honor after she’d publicly defended me and gone nuclear while I plotted corporate takeovers from Miami penthouses.

"When are you coming back?" Tommy asked.

"Thursday, probably. Try to keep everyone from actually killing each other until then."

"No promises. Oh, and Peter?"

"Yeah?"

"Thanks for not letting me fuck up the API. I know I was being paranoid, but—"

"You weren’t being paranoid. You were being smart. Your software’s about to make you rich enough to buy the school. A little worry was justified."

"Rich enough to buy the school," he repeated, tasting the phrase like it might be real. "Fuck, that’s still not real."

"It will be Wednesday."

After I hung up I stood on the balcony a beat, watching Miami stretch itself awake below. Sofia Delgado throwing chairs in my defense while her boyfriend had an existential crisis. Lea Martinez calling me a gold-digging manwhore. My best friend on the cusp of getting stupidly rich.

Meanwhile, I’d spent the morning erasing international crime networks and negotiating with CIA directors.

No cap — my life had become absolutely fucking ridiculous.

But I wouldn’t change a damn thing.

I went to find everyone, and they were already staring.

"What?" I asked.

"The school is on fire?" Madison quipped, amused. "Blame ARIA — she projected your whole conversation onto the TV."

"Apparently Sofia and Lea are fighting over me. Or about me. Or something," I said.

"Your Ghost?" she asked.

"That’s the one."

Madison laughed, the sound sharp as designer heels. "Of course she is. You probably short-circuited her brain with your mere presence."

Before I could respond, my phone rang again. Ava.

"We have terms," she said without preamble. "Two point five billion for the five companies."

"That’s five hundred million more than discussed."

"Consider it a government convenience fee. Yes or no?"

I looked at Charlotte. She was already doing the mental math. She nodded — the companies would be worth ten times that once Quantum Tech’s scaffolding held. The figure made sense in the cold arithmetic of leverage and rescue. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

"Yes."

"Good. Meeting tomorrow, 3 PM, Federal Building downtown. Bring Charlotte. One of my bosses wants to meet the woman worth eighteen billion in recovered assets."

"Which boss?"

"You’ll see. Don’t be late."

She hung up. Government agents and their fucking dramatics.

"Two point five billion?" Charlotte asked. I had updated her before now, although I was basically running the whole thing, it was her company and she needed to know each move I make toward that involves Quantum Tech.

"For five companies that’ll make us twenty-five billion," I replied. "Worth it to get the government off our backs permanently."

ARIA’s hologram shimmered into existence on my laptop screen, visible only to those who knew to look.

"I’ve compiled a list of all compromised Quantum Tech employees," she announced. "Jessica, David, seven others in various departments. Recommended termination strategies prepared." Girl, first say sorry for making my call public. The one who did not know my other form did not ask why I was still in school and Peter.

"Charlotte needs a new secretary," I said. "Options?"

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