Chapter 615
“Director Whitlock, turn him down and get rid of Roxanne Porter for me. I’ll cover any financial losses this causes.
Plus, I’ll owe you a favor p>
Mira Mercer only wanted to focus on her studies and manage her company. She had no interest in dealing with unnecessary complications.
After all the torment Roxanne had endured, she would return as a vengeful demon, desperate to exact her revenge on Mira.
Someone with nothing to lose was a dangerous enemy, and dealing with her later would be a massive headache.
That was exactly why Lawrence Lance was willing to spend millions of dollars to bail her out.
“Alright, I like your ruthlessness.
I don’t need your financial compensation, but could you cut me in on a percentage of your gaming company?
This is for me personally, completely separate from Aegis Global Operations.
Look, I’m not greedy. A small fraction will do.
Just name your price, and I’ll pay it p>
Ever since crossing paths with Mira, his people had naturally run a full background check on her. Some things were simply impossible to keep hidden.
The gaming company was currently raking in millions every day. Under normal circumstances, Mira would never sell her shares to an outsider.
“We have no intention of transferring any equity, but since you asked, Director Whitlock, I’ll carve out a piece for you.
I can only offer you a two-percent stake, though. I hope that’s enough p>
“Deal. You’re a straight shooter, Boss Mercer p>
The massive profit margins of the gaming company were incredibly enticing.
But with Hank Whitlock on board as a minor shareholder, she could easily hand off
any malicious competitors or shady saboteurs to his people.
“I’ll say it again, though. No illegal operations on our home turf p>
“Come now, Boss Mercer. I run a clean business. I’d never cross the line p>
It was a mutually beneficial arrangement, so Mira didn’t bother arguing with him.
Early the next morning, before anyone was even out of bed, Reece Hamilton announced in the class group chat that they needed to gather thirty minutes early to meet their instructor.
It was part of Orientation Foundations, an essential college requirement, and the announcement immediately sparked a flurry of messages.
Some students were excited and looking forward to it, while others were entirely resistant and wanted to opt out.
Because the Leadership & Discipline Orientation wasn’t easy. For those who weren’t physically active, it was a waking nightmare.
But with Mira’s daily martial arts conditioning, it barely registered as a challenge.
Besides, skipping the orientation would make the college experience feel incomplete.
She was more than willing to participate in it as a unique life experience.
However, standing under the scorching midday sun was brutal enough on its own, even if the physical exertion on the first day was light.
The moment she stepped out of her dorm, Mira called Silas Vane. “Bring me a large thermos full of ice water p>
Leah Monroe was confused. “Mira, it’s scorching hot outside. Why do you need a thermos p>
Elara Finn shot her a look. “Did you forget everything you learned in physics? I seriously wonder how you managed to get into Aethelgard University p>
Seeing that Leah still hadn’t grasped the concept, Elara added, “A thermos
insulates it doesnt heat up if it can keep things hot, it can keep things Cold p>
“Oh, I get it now! You’re worried the water will get hot sitting out in the sun p>
She looked over at Mira.
“What else p>
Following Mira’s lead, Elara and
Leah grabbed their own thermoses,
stopped by the campus.convenience
store to
buy chilled bottled water poured it in to take with them.
Their assigned leader was Instructor Vance. He was relatively young, probably around the same age as Owen, but wore a strictly stern expression.
A few guys tried to joke around with him, but his icy glare quickly shut them down.
Once the orientation officially kicked off, Instructor Vance ordered everyone to run two laps around the track.
“Push yourselves hard. I want our class to take home the title of The Vanguard Platoon p>
“Yes, sir p>
At that hour, the weather wasn’t too oppressive yet. Fresh into the workout, the students’ voices rang out strong and synchronized.
But by the end of the first lap, they were already gasping for air.
The training ground was massive, and as the sun climbed higher, the temperature soared. By the second lap, man students were ready to throw in the towel. fo