Dark Lord Seduction System: Taming Wives, Daughters, Aunts, and CEOs novel Chapter 435

Chapter 435: College and Other Plans

The door of the AMG One closed with a satisfying, solid thunk, sealing me in a cocoon of carbon fiber and muted engine purr. It was approaching 6 p.m., and the sky was beginning to bleed into shades of orange and purple.

I had a few final things to sort out before returning to the strange normalcy of school tomorrow.

My conversation with Soo-Jin yesterday had been productive. I didn’t want to deprive her of an education, but when I brought up high school, she’d been clear: she was only interested in college.

Given the rigorous Korean standard she was accustomed to, combined with her own formidable IT and other skills, it made sense. ARIA had suggested a tailored, home-based learning plan.

The plan was for her to study with my and ARIA’s help, and when I took my GED exams to fast-track out of high school, she would take them alongside me.

Did I need college? Of course not. I was set for life. But Mom wouldn’t hear of me skipping higher education entirely, and frankly, I agreed with her.

There was more to it than just a degree.

Most of my women—Madison, the twins, others—would be attending college. I wanted to be there with them. The schedule would be far more flexible than high school, giving me freedom to manage my empire.

My goal was to get out of high school as soon as the twins graduated; we’d finish that Chapter of our lives together. Then, Madison, the twins, and I would take the entrance exams for a fresh start.

I had to admit, I was finally enjoying high school, a experience that had eluded me until recently.

But college... college promised a different kind of enjoyment. It was a collection of women from all walks of life and every corner of the globe. The possibilities were... expansive. Perhaps I’d even charm a vice president’s daughter.

Or better?

But enough fantasy. That was settled with Soo-Jin.

The other pressing matter was the "school group." Sofia, Emma, Sarah, and Madison had decided they would commute together whenever possible.

Before she left, Madison had given me a direct order: "Buy a car for our school mornings." It wasn’t a request. Isabella and Luna had expressed a desire to join but their work made it impossible, they had been especially teary about this loss.

Then there were the Miami women. All six had now decided to relocate to LA. Initially, only three were eager, but the others had broken free of their reluctance, ready to start anew. The self-employed or flexibly employed, like Sophia and Celeste, had an easier transition.

Celeste wanted to open a new gallery here while keeping her Miami establishment.

For the others, whose work was tied to family or late husbands, they would be leaving their old roles behind.

But I didn’t believe in idle hands, especially not with women of such caliber. ARIA was already analyzing their skills and passions, devising plans to help them launch new ventures or find fulfilling roles within the growing infrastructure of Liberation Holdings and my other enterprises.

Whether it was a boutique, a consultancy, or a research project, I would ensure they had purpose. I wanted all my women engaged, contributing, thriving—not just living in the shadow of my wealth.

Amanda was already working with Charlotte.

Anastasia Romanov was a particular boon.

With a PhD in bioscience and a medical degree, she was a perfect apprentice for the biotech division I was building.

She would learn from ARIA, and together, we would revolutionize medicine. I wanted all my women engaged, whether working remotely, with me, or on their own projects. Idleness didn’t suit them; they were too brilliant.

As I navigated the winding roads toward home, the AMG One responding to my lightest touch, I felt a sense of immense satisfaction.

And I was curious. Something felt intrinsically off about the assumptions I’d held.

For truly toxic women—like Lea—the System never issued missions. I was a liberator, not a masochist; I didn’t have to endure just any kind of toxicity. The System seemed to reflect that.

But the System itself had given me a mission for Patricia. It knew my history with the Morrisons. If she had truly been the mastermind behind the years of bullying, as Jack claimed, would the System really task me with her liberation?

Last night, as I lay surrounded by my sleeping women, Taboo had confirmed my suspicion: the Dark Seduction System, in particular, does not issue missions fueled by revenge against women.

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