The Crimson Circle

Chapter-1

The morning sun slowly spread across the city, lighting up one of the largest estates in the country.

The Brown Mansion stood proudly on top of a small hill. A long driveway surrounded by beautiful gardens led to the grand entrance. Luxury cars were parked in perfect order, and security guards stood at every gate.

Inside the mansion, everything looked elegant. Crystal chandeliers hung from the high ceiling, expensive paintings decorated the walls, and every corner reflected the wealth of the Brown family.

On the second floor, behind a pair of large wooden doors, was a spacious study room.

The room was filled with bookshelves from floor to ceiling. Hundreds of files were neatly arranged on the shelves. A large world map covered one wall, while another displayed photographs of schools and universities built by the Brown Foundation.

At the center of the room sat a man in a navy-blue suit.

He looked calm and confident as he spoke on the phone while reading several reports.

"No... increase the scholarship seats by another five hundred."

He turned another page.

"Education should never become a luxury."

He paused before continuing.

"And tell the board to improve the digital classrooms. Every student deserves the best facilities."

After listening for a few seconds, he smiled.

"Good. We'll discuss the remaining projects during tomorrow's meeting."

He ended the call and leaned back in his chair.

This was Richard Brown, chairman of the Brown Global Education Trust.

His family owned hundreds of schools, universities, medical colleges, and research institutes around the world. Their donations alone had helped build half of Crimson Circle University, making the Brown name one of the most respected in education.

A gentle knock interrupted his thoughts.

"Come in."

The door opened slowly.

A graceful woman entered with a warm smile.

"Honey, are you done with work?" she asked.

"It's time for breakfast."

Richard looked up and smiled.

"I'll be there in a minute."

The woman walked closer and adjusted his tie.

"You've been working since five in the morning."

"I know," Richard replied softly.

She shook her head with a smile.

"You'll never change."

This was Grace Brown, Richard's wife.

Despite belonging to one of the richest families in the country, she preferred a simple and peaceful life.

"I'll call Jake," she said before leaving the room.

A few moments later, Grace knocked on another door.

"Jake?" (2nd Male Lead)

No answer.

She opened it gently.

Inside, sunlight entered through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The room looked more like a luxury apartment than a bedroom.