"What did you say?" Juan scoffed and walked down to meet Kraig, he pushed Kraig away from Kyle, and called to the security, "Get him out of here." Kyle was confused, as he stood there, "What's the meaning of this?" Griffin noticed that Kyle was upset with how Kraig was being treated, he walked to Juan feigning ignorance, "Juan, you shouldn't treat your fellow students that way." He walked to Kraig who was standing aside, and said, "Kraig, I'm sorry for Juan's behavior, please forgive him." Kraig snickered. He couldn't believe the sudden change in Griffin's attitude. As Griffin tried to help him adjust his sleeves, Kraig pushed him aside. "What are you doing?" Griffin's eyes darkened. There was a glint of disgust in his eyes as he stared at Kraig, but when he heard the stride of someone from behind him, his lips widened as he feigned a smile. "Mr Kyle, there is no need to pay attention to kids. You know how they are, they argue and make-up all the time. Juan is a good friend

Wynn ran outside, her heart clutching tight as she hits her chest. Tears streamed down Wynn's face as the reality of her predicament sank in. Just then, she spotted Kraig talking to Kyle. With a mixture of relief and despair, she approached them. Kraig did sense Wynn's distress and walked over to her. "Wynn, is everything okay? Do you gave any other trouble." Wynn's voice was trembling as she said, "I didn't know my stepmother hated me this much. I can't believe she's willing to go this far." Kraig, surprised to discover Camille was not Wynn's biological mother, tried to comprehend the situation. "Stepmother?" he repeated, seeking clarification. Wynn nodded, tears still in her eyes. "Yes, and I don't know what to do. Collins, the man they want me to marry, he's just a pawn in her game." Kraig, determined to help, assured her, "You won't have to go through this at all. By morning, your family will receive news from young master DeVille." Wynn's gaze locked with Kraig's for a m

Kraig walked Carolene outside, shutting the terrace doors behind him. As they stood by the entrance, Carolene glanced at Kraig and remarked, "I hope you're not going too far." Kraig assured her, "No, just outside. A friend is waiting for me." Carolene, with a playful smile, commented, "Boys and their games. Probably coming for a round with you?" Kraig chuckled, "Not exactly. It's a she, actually." Carolene's surprise was evident, but she quickly composed herself and feigned a smile. "Oh, a female friend. Well then, you shouldn't keep her waiting. Go on." Kraig appreciated her understanding, "Thanks, Carolene. I'll be back soon." With that, he rushed outside leaving Carolene alone with her thoughts on the terrace. Outside, Kraig found Wynn waiting for him. She expressed gratitude, "I didn't get to thank you properly earlier." Wynn handed him a shopping bag, and as Kraig peeked inside, he discovered a pair of designer sneakers and a branded shirt and pants. Wynn explained, "I kn

Carolene's unexpected presence at the school took Kraig by surprise. As she waved at him, he approached her, a puzzled expression on his face. "Carolene, what are you doing here?" Without hesitation, carolene walked closer to Kraig and pulled him into a tight hug. She then looked at him and smiled, "I wanted to see you, Kraig." Kraig's eyes narrowed further, as he stared at her dazedly. For a moment he was stunned, he never realized that they were this close for her to visit at school and even hugged him. He sighed heavily, unable to fix his gaze on hers. His response was curt, "I'm busy. Carolene, I can't talk to you right now. it's still school hours and I'm not supposed to be out here. You have to leave ma'am." The formality in his tone was palpable. Carolene was taken aback by the sudden distance. She felt a twinge of hurt. After their talk last night, she had thought that they've gotten closer, but it didn't seem like it as Kraig was giving her some distance. Kraig

As the tension between Kraig and Wesley escalated, Kraig said, "Do whatever you want, Wesley. But tell me, why are you here in Korea? To visit a sick grandfather, or are you trying to claim an inheritance that isn't rightfully yours?" Wesley, unfazed by Kraig's direct questioning, leaned back, swirling the contents of his glass. With a sly smile, he responded, "Oh, Kraig, you're always full of surprises. As for my reasons, let's just say they're personal." Kraig, growing increasingly frustrated, couldn't decipher Wesley's motives. Meanwhile, unbeknownst to the two men, Carolene had been discreetly eavesdropping on their conversation. Offended by Wesley's vague response, she decided it was time to shut him up. Walking closer to Wesley with a stern expression, Carolene confronted him. "Wesley, your words are disrespectful. This is not a game, and the DeVille estate is not a playground for your amusement." Wesley, seemingly amused by Carolene's assertiveness, chuckled. "Ah, Carolene