True Tycoon Her Empire, Her Rules ( Winnie and Suzan ) novel Chapter 90

Chapter 90 

Delia made her way through the crowd, her arrival stirring up whispers as potent as the latest scandal on TMZ. It hadn’t been long since her mother had passed away, and her father, Samuel Lopez, had remarried with a woman, bringing a new stepmother and stepsister into the picture. 

But Delia was smart. She had a firm grip on the inheritance her mother left her, and she didn’t waste a second pining for some storybook version of paternal affection. 

She had a reputation among the younger set for being both badass and refreshingly real. There wasn’t a soul who didn’t know Delia. 

At the sound of her voice, Springer and a few of the youngsters immediately checked their phones. 

“Did something new pop up online?” 

“Did they spill the beans on the Supernatural Department?” 

Earlier in the day, netizens had been desperately seeking info on the Supernatural Department. only to be met with a wall of silence that was driving them mad. 

Normally, it would be rude to be on your phone at such a gathering, but the younger guests were not burdened by such etiquette. 

They quickly searched their phones and their eyes widened in shock. 

The net was abuzz. Some people had followed a trail starting with the mysterious talisman issued by the school, and though it was slow going at first, they had uncovered a student supposedly enrolled in the EU Supernatural Department. From there, they found a few more students. 

Piece by piece, they put together the puzzle of what this bizarre Supernatural Department was all about. 

Firstly, despite the weird name, the institution was no diploma mill but a top–tier academy with special recognition from the state. 

Secondly, the tuition was dirt cheap, with free lodging and textbooks, plus students received a monthly stipend for special paper and ink… 

Thirdly, it was one of the three exclusive academies in the country that didn’t accept applications but invited students exclusively, capping enrollment at thirty per year. 

Fourthly, based on the social media posts of an alumnus, the academy was nestled in the mountains, possibly occupying an entire mountaintop. 

Fifthly, the school didn’t fall under the jurisdiction of the Department of Education and focused solely on esoteric arts, teaching talisman drawing and geomancy, untouched by any modern political ideologies… 

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As they scrolled through the comments, Springer and the others were gobsmacked. 

Was this school Hogwarts. 

The comments section was exploding with excitement. 

“Is this the legendary school of mystic arts we’ve all dreamed of? My wizard gene is stirring!” 

“Is it too late for me to drop everything and apply?” 

“Don’t kid yourself, darling. Check item three: no applications, invite only.” 

“This is like being handpicked by the gods! Does magic really exist in this world?” 

“I’d give my everything to study there! Can I cling to Winnie’s coattails and sneak in?” 

“Take me with you! Does Winnie need a sidekick? I’m loyal and I come with snacks.” 

“I used to think who in their right mind would go to such a school, but now I see it’s not about being in your right mind, it’s about being chosen.” 

The commotion was so intense that even the other guests couldn’t resist taking a peek at their phones. 

Then, their eyes grew wide, and a mix of envy and intrigue shot towards Winnie. 

They weren’t necessarily jealous of the school’s amenities or the cost; it was the exclusivity. the allure of the chosen few that really hit a nerve. 

After all, in their elite circles, everything had to be unique. 

Would those membership–only clubs with million–dollar fees be as desirable if they were open to all? Of course not. It was about being part of an exclusive world. 

And despite mainstream skepticism of mystic arts, deep down, many hoped it was all true. 

Especially tonight’s VIPS, who were more than convinced of these arts‘ existence and held those with such talents in high regard. 

And now, Winnie was suddenly the person to watch, not because of her family name, but because of her own merit. 

Bacchus Bryant never imagined that one of the Bryant child would one day be seen in such a light by these people. 

As the guests‘ attention shifted to Winnie, Amber, Hobson, and even Yates, the supposed stars of the evening, became mere background players. 

Amber’s grip on her knee tightened. She couldn’t understand why a department that was once scoffed at was now the object of everyone’s desire. 

Was mystic arts truly so impressive? She had received a guaranteed spot at her college of choice without a hint of envy, while Hobson and Yates had earned their places at prestigious universities without anyone batting an eye. 

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