The fundraising event had turned out to be quite the evening, but not in the way Max had originally imagined. He had gone in with certain expectations, hoping to uncover answers, maybe even stir up some trouble. But instead, it had left him with more questions than anything else.

There were a few things he wished he'd gotten out of it. For one, he'd wanted to know if the White Tiger was more intertwined with the world of the wealthy than even he had realized. But not a single White Tiger member showed up. In fact, no gang members at all had been present.

The second thing he had hoped for was some kind of clue, some signal, as to which family member might be out for his blood. Chad had practically screamed hostility from the moment they met. It wasn't a surprise that he was behind Dipter, not at all.

Still, Max had hoped to see someone slip up, to catch a glance or a whisper that revealed more. But at the event, it was like no one even cared he was there. Maybe they were all too preoccupied. Maybe they were just playing it smart. But if someone truly wanted him dead, wouldn't they have acted by now?

Third, and perhaps the most unexpected of all, was how surprised he was at himself. How well he managed to stay calm around Chad. Sure, he'd wanted to punch him, maybe worse, but he didn't. And that restraint only left the question growing larger in his head: Why was Chad so obsessed with destroying him? Why go to such lengths? Max still didn't have the answer.

But at least there was one thing that came out of all this. As Max buttoned up his school uniform and stepped out the front door into the cool morning air, he reminded himself of the one solid result.

Aron managed to set up the company I asked for, Billion Bloodline. That's the name I've chosen. It represents my new group, my fortune, and everything connected to it. Now that I'm part of this world of wealth, I'll use it. I'll carve out my space. And soon... that name will echo, feared in the underworld and respected in the business world.

While walking down the street, Max couldn't help but smile at himself, remembering what he had done.

'I think that Sheri and her family will be pleasantly surprised at the gift that I handed to them, now I don't have to feel bad, but doing it through the company rather than myself is the best decision.

'The world can't know who runs the Billion Bloodline. That way the name of the organisation will carry more weight, and I want to see something else as well.'

Max looked at his phone, and the last transaction.

10,000,000

It was the money that had been sent to the Curts for fifty percent of their business. Two million of it was a line of credit for them as well.

'It's the first time I've used a large amount money, so now we can see if it really will cause a problem or not. Or whether not using the money was just a threat from Chad.' Max thought.

Finally he had reached the outside of school.

'Thing's will be different now at school as well. Without Dipter, it's going to be a whole different place.'

*****

Inside the Cube, Chad was standing on the edge of the second floor and looking out at the night club. During the day it was closed and wasn't used for much, but what people didn't know was the place doubled as his home.

There was a third floor, which he slept in, mostly during the day, since at night he would either be down in the night club himself, or at some type of hotel somewhere else.

His lifestyle was one that many found it hard to keep up with.

"They say the best way to cure a hangover is to drink it away," Chad said as he took a sip of his whisky and then started to swirl it around. He was still thinking about what had happened last night.

"I can't believe that damned Max… if only Dipter was still under my control, then he would have been beaten today within an inch of his life!" Chad said. "I wonder, what should I do, what can I do to change the situation. Even if I go after that girl of his, how can I play it all into my hands."

Just then, his security guard had walked in through the door. He had a bandage around his neck. He had been quite badly hurt during his fight with Dipter, but Chad didn't change his security, he couldn't.

"I have some news to report to you," the security head said. "It appears that a Venture Capitalist firm has decided to invest in the Curts Family's Milk Tea business."

Immediately, Chad turned around.

"What, someone actually invested in that dying thing? They were riddled with debt. The interest was eating into their profits. It made no sense for anyone to invest unless they were willing to take over their debts.

"It would be ten years until anyone would see any profit from that thing! What firm would be stupid enough to do such a thing?" Chad shouted.

The guard paused for a moment as he allowed Chad to get his anger out.

"The firm's name is Billion Bloodline. Their records are kept hidden, and we can't access anything publicly as they seem to have only just recently started to be active, but they are the sole company that had invested in the company."

In anger, Chad spat on the ground as he kissed his teeth and went back to look out at the nightclub.

"They invested the whole amount? No one would do that out of the goodness of their heart, and for it to have happened right after the fundraising event. Was it someone at the party? But no one would be stupid enough to do that," Chad continued to moan. "Oh well, I guess that means the two of them will no longer be sucking up to me. It was fun to drag them along while I did.

"I wonder if they ever realized that they were never going to get a penny from me no matter what they did. It's just a shame I never got to go so far with her."

"There is one more piece of information that I would like to give you," the guard said.

Chad raised his hand to allow him to continue.

"It's about Dipter. It appears him, and the core members that made up his group, all of them have been sent to a Juvenile Detention Centre. It appears there was an incident."

Chad's grip loosened on the glass and it smashed against the floor.

"You said Dipter's in juvie… no… no that means. The packages… the packages… this is bad… this is really… really bad! I have to get to Max… I have to find him now!"