It was soon evening, so Timothy returned to one of the penthouses which belonged to the Wolf family, while Dillon and Merlin returned to their hostel at Yale University. The day's activity had them exhausted. Especially the two times they fought. Thankfully, by the time Dillon returned to the hostel, his roommates were all already fast asleep. He took his bath and went to sleep. It was soon morning, and he was awakened by the sound of his roommates laughing over something. Dillon didn't want to feel it was deliberate, but as he sat up on his bed, they stopped laughing and began whispering among themselves. “Who does he think he is beating up, Moses Lake? Does he know the influence the Lake family has in New York? They can crush him as easily as an ant.” One of them said loudly. “He returned pretty late yesterday. He probably hid out until he was sure it was safe to return to the hostel. Moses will come for him sooner or later.” The second commented. The hostel at Yale University

Just as Dillon parted his lips to say who he was, a familiar voice yelled out, “Chancellor!” Immediately, everyone in the room glanced towards the direction it came from. This person was a man in his late thirties, and he didn't look very familiar to Dillon. But while Dillon didn't recognize him, numerous students recognized him to be the Vice Chancellor. He hurried to the Chancellor's side and handed over the tablet, he clutched tightly, to him. The Chancellor took it, and his pupils dilated in surprise when he read the second email sent by the disciplinary committee. Apparently, their decision for expulsion was right, but they had put the wrong name. “The disciplinary committee sent a follow-up email stating there was a mix-up with the names.” The Chancellor began, his eyes going to Zion and Jethro. Then with a firm voice, he said, “From today henceforth, Zion Edward has been expelled from Yale University and is expected to vacate the premises in an hour. Failure to do so, the s

Yale University, Chancellor's Office“Jethro Edward is here to see you.” The students' president reported to the Chancellor. The Chancellor sighed and took down the phone from his ear. He had just gotten off the phone with the representative of the disciplinary committee. Playing on his computer was a screen recorded video of Dillon kicking James. Thanks to the fact it was screen recorded, its quality wasn't as clear as before and because all posts with Dillon's name mysteriously disappeared from the net, a numerous number of people who recently came online couldn't identify him. “Let him in.” The Chancellor told the students' president. She walked out and seconds later, Jethro walked in. It was already two days since his son got expelled, but he chose to believe whoever intervened for Dillon could intervene for him too. The Chancellor, who was under strict rule not to mention the situation again, was left conflicted and torn about how to get rid of Jethro. “I believe you saw th

The captain of the security guards wasn't around, so the vice captain hurried towards Dillon when he was told of who Vanessa's father was. “Truly, this place doesn't seem like a place someone like you should be in. Come with me and I won't have to involve the police.” The vice captain said haughtily, waving his baton threateningly. Dillon, who had been trying to reach Dahmer without success, sighed silently. Brayden wasn't also answering his phone. His lazy eyes settled on the vice captain and the entire squad he had brought with him to impress Vanessa. “I'm here to meet someone. I've tried to reach him, but he isn't answering his phone.” Dillon said in a respectful tone, but he sounded totally overbearing. The vice captain gritted his teeth in anger when he realized he seemed far better than Dillon. This scumbag had no right to talk to him in such manner. “You're waiting for someone? Pfft! That's what they all say when they come into a place like this. They pretend to be good p

In Titanium Corporation, Vanessa and Rachel patiently waited in the lobby for Dahmer to show up, but seconds turned into minutes, and minutes to hours and soon they were waiting for three hours. Rachel moved uncomfortably in her seat, her eyes moving around the place in awe and in a little embarrassment. The receptionist had been throwing strange, but familiar glances her way. She shifted her eyes to Vanessa who was happily tapping away on her phone. "We've been here for three hours. Are you sure the chairman will still come today?" Vanessa paused for a moment and glanced up at her, "My father said he'd come. Let's wait one more hour before we leave, or are you tired of waiting?" Vanessa raised an aggressive brow which prompted Rachel to shake her head vigorously. "Of course not! I'll stay with you until we're done here!" "Good." Vanessa said and returned back to her phone. If not that she heard James took a liking to Rachel, she'd never have let someone of her class get close t