Mr. Sterling, Mrs. Sterling is Multifaceted!-Chapter 179: She Never Wanted to Stand at the Top of the Pyramid

Chapter 179: Chapter 179: She Never Wanted to Stand at the Top of the Pyramid

Ronan Yates and his brothers spent two days cleaning before finally tidying up the place, and they even specially ordered a plaque for the club to hang at the door, barely giving it a bit of a formal club air.

Sunshine streamed through the small window, still making it cold, but at least it wasn’t as gloomy.

The conference table sat in the center of the room, and Seraphina Redgrave sat at the head seat, idly scrolling through her phone, listening to the others talk.

"I found out when I went to the competition venue this time; it turns out the awards we saw the Elite Society take were all fake. When they said who won world-class awards, in reality, all the participants were from the Elite Society, and their country’s competitors were also from their nation’s Elite Society."

A timid boy, Rory, spoke up, a bit displeased: "Then what’s the point of competing before? It’s a waste of time; they might as well hand the trophy to the Elite Society from the start."

Ronan Yates sat to the side, curled his lips: "Seraphina already said those messy competitions are just to glorify the Elite Society bunch. Otherwise, how would anyone respect them when they enter society?"

"These consortiums aren’t stupid to be standing so high."

Sitting opposite Rory, James Lynch smiled bitterly: "My parents only want me to study well, find a job, and then peacefully live my life. But they’ve already thought of such thorough ways to pave a road for their children; it’s really incomparable."

"There’s actually no absolute fairness in the world," Seraphina Redgrave looked at her phone and spoke, "But it’s quite enjoyable to challenge such unfairness."

Everyone couldn’t help but laugh after hearing this.

It really was enjoyable.

Beatrice Fawcett didn’t laugh; she looked at Seraphina Redgrave with furrowed brows: "Seraphina, those tycoons are used to playing dirty tricks; I’m afraid they’ll manipulate the competition’s outcome..."

"There’s nothing to worry about; it’s certain. They will definitely manipulate the competition; otherwise, how can they exhibit their power."

Thanks, not at all reassuring.

If someone manipulates the exam, how can it still be a contest?

Everyone’s expressions were conflicted, and Seraphina Redgrave spoke again: "But don’t worry, I’ll clear the obstacles for you. You just need to prepare well for the exam, don’t let me down."

The few who knew Seraphina Redgrave’s abilities felt reassured this time, their expressions softened, and they nodded, expressing they would give it their all.

Just as Seraphina Redgrave was about to leave, Beatrice Fawcett stopped her: "Seraphina, I have something else to ask."

Seraphina looked at her, waiting for her to ask.

"Why did you establish The Defiance Society?" Beatrice Fawcett asked seriously, "If you want to stand at the top of the tower, it would be easier for you without us, given your abilities."

Everyone looked at Seraphina Redgrave after hearing this; it’s a question everyone wanted to know.

They all knew Seraphina Redgrave had tremendous skills; she could have easily joined the Elite Society, avoided conflicts with the rich kids, and accessed the best resources.

But she chose the hardest path, going head-to-head with the Elite Society.

Seraphina Redgrave listened to Beatrice Fawcett’s question and finally put down her phone, her clear eyes sweeping over the youthful faces of the students in front of her.

After a long time, she spoke word by word: "I certainly don’t do this for idle fun."

Everyone quietly looked at Seraphina Redgrave: "I’m helping you now, remember the help firmly. I will want each of you to pay me back someday," Seraphina Redgrave said.

Her voice was cool, devoid of emotion.

Just that straightforward.

"What does Seraphina want? Money? Or is she short on manpower for a company she wants to start?" Rory cautiously asked.

"When I want you to return the favor, I’ll let you know."

Seraphina Redgrave smiled grandly, leaving suspense, turned, and left.

After she left, the bewildered club members looked at Ronan Yates: "Ronan, what does Seraphina actually want us to do?"

"How should I know..."

Ronan Yates blinked, recalling Seraphina Redgrave’s previous mention of wanting to amend laws, turning pale: "Perhaps Seraphina’s goal is not to become the person on top the tower all along."

"Then what is her goal?"

One lives their one life; if not to strive to stand at the top of the tower, then what else?

Ronan Yates dared not speak, afraid they’d say he’s talking nonsense, so he simply said: "This is not for you to worry about. Your task now is to prepare well for the competition and follow Seraphina; she’ll treat you well."

Certainly, Seraphina’s prowess was evident from the establishment of The Defiance Society, she never asked for their help, didn’t even require club fees, and the competition prize money goes to them.

Where else would you find such a great deal.

None of them are thankless wolves; as long as it’s not anything illegal or unruly, of course, they’re willing to help Seraphina Redgrave in the future.

The first competition was computer programming, and Rory signed up to participate.

The Elite Society was determined to take first prize and taunted The Defiance Society before the competition.

But then it was discovered that the questions were stolen, and a more difficult one was set at the last minute, rendering the Elite Society’s participants supposedly sitting idle for two hours.

The second competition was physics modeling, with one participant from The Defiance Society.

On the field, when the Elite Society’s member handed in a model identical to the one The Defiance Society had prepared, they knew their work had been stolen.

When the Elite Society thought they had the win in the bag, he silently pulled out a far superior model that had been prepared.

The second competition, The Defiance Society won again.

In two major competitions, The Defiance Society almost crushed the Elite Society, sparking heated discussions online.

Almost the entire top ten trending topics were comparisons between Elite Society and The Defiance Society.

#EliteSocietyAwardFraud,DefianceSocietyRegainAdvantage#

#ShouldConsortiumsBeContinuedGenerationAfterGeneration?#

#ClassConflictAmongStudentGroupsInCountryZ#

#EliteSocietyxDefianceSociety#

#AlwaysThatWay,CanItReallyBeRight?#

#TheDefianceSocietyPresidentLooksBeautiful,RequestContactInformation#

#RelationshipBetweenTheDefianceSocietyPresidentSylviaShawAndRory#

The trending topics began to shift, with many people starting to discuss Seraphina Redgrave’s beauty.

Inside The Presidential Palace, teams of security guards were on patrol.

In the horse racing field within The Presidential Palace, a gentle breeze whisked across the green grass.

A horse galloped across the green, brown coat gleaming.

The man on the horse wore sleek riding attire, gloves holding the reins tightly, back straight, presence exuding authority, the steed beneath him forging ahead boldly, freely.

Finally, the horse, having its fill of running, slowed down, lifting its head high and proudly striding toward the exit.

The man on the horse sat like an invincible general.

Outside the fence, a group of executives in riding gear showered praise on the man.