As Tedmond stepped out of the car, he was greeted by the sight of the largest and most luxurious restaurant in the city, named ‘MFR.’“We’re here,” Melody said, staring at the restaurant's sign. “It was originally called ‘My Fucking Restaurant,’ but after it grew bigger than the owner expected, he shortened it to ‘MFR.’ Same meaning, same words.”"He wanted the restaurant to sound professional, as its regular patrons were from the higher class, and only a few people knew the full meaning of the abbreviation. Most assumed it was simply the restaurant's name."Tedmond turned his head to look at her. She had taken the opportunity to put on sunglasses and a cap to hide her face from the paparazzi.His brows furrowed. Why didn’t she disguise herself when she came to pick him up?As if reading his thoughts, she grinned. “I didn’t use my disguise at your school because I wanted people to recognize me. That way, you wouldn’t be able to get a girlfriend or ignore me.”A frown crossed his face.

Lowlife? Tedmond frowned, realizing that was how he was being referred to. He glanced at the woman before him, guessing she must be a star since she seemed to know Melody, but he didn't recognize her.“He is not a lowlife,” Melody sighed. “I don’t know why you enjoy mocking people who have done nothing to you.”The woman chuckled. “I, Liliate, am the only one who can. Besides, I stole your ex-boyfriend and am currently dating him. Are you chasing younger men now so I can’t seduce them too?”Tedmond’s frown faded as he listened. Was this woman bullying Melody?“You always pick up my trash,” Melody replied, unfazed. “So, it’s unsurprising that you’d brag about it.”"Melody, I must admit he is quite handsome, but he isn’t as hot as my boyfriend!" Liliate claimed. Tedmond glanced at Melody. “Who is she?”Liliate’s eyes widened. “What? How dare you not recognize me?”“Am I supposed to?” Tedmond asked, his tone indifferent. “I’ve never seen you before. How special are you that I need to kn

A frown was glued to Tedmond’s face as he smacked Max across the cheek. Max fell on his butt, eyes wide with shock as Tedmond towered over him.Earlier, after class, Tedmond hurried out before the professor could catch him, avoiding the usual crowd of students. He needed to find Kyle and get Melody’s contact to stop her from drawing so much attention to him.Upon reaching Kyle’s class, Tedmond rushed in, brushing past the professor and grabbing Kyle by the collar. Kyle’s eyes widened as he tried to break free, confused by Tedmond’s actions. Without wasting time, Tedmond dragged him out of the class.The class erupted in murmurs:“Tedmond seems to be close to Kyle these days.”“I can’t believe they’re friends.”“Or is this some master-servant deal, like in the game?” someone speculated. “I bet Tedmond’s threatening Kyle.”“Kyle must be pretending they're friends because of Tedmond's threats.”“But Kyle isn’t one to be controlled easily. Did you forget who he is?”“Just let them be. Ted

His eyes scanned the room, swiftly counting the number of thugs.Just as Max had said, he often took punches from Max. Although Tedmond had taken fighting lessons alongside his basketball classes from Kanis, he hadn’t found much need to use them while still with the Griffin family.He had learned to fight so he could eventually leave the Griffin family once he earned enough money to be independent. However, he had been kicked out before his plan worked, and that was when he found his mother's family.Now that he was no longer in the Griffin family, there was no need to hide his skills anymore.A smile curled on his lips. This would be the first time he tested his abilities to see how much he had learned.“Seems like your love for Melody is so intense that you feel the need not to run away,” Max mocked. “I guess that’ll all be over once you get beaten to a pulp, and I’ll marry her like I planned.”Maxine placed her hand on Max’s shoulder. “Yep. Then I’ll have a star as my sister-in-law

Hearing her words, Tedmond flinched and forced himself not to look at her. He knew that if he did, she might be able to read the expression in his eyes. He couldn’t let that happen.His heart pounded as he struggled to find the right words. Was she questioning him, or had she known his identity from the start? Was that why she approved of his friendship with her son? Like he had always thought, rich families only befriended people who matched their status. Now that she had discovered who he was, he couldn’t keep lying to them.“What are you saying, Mother?” Kyle asked, his confusion clear. “What do you mean he’s the son of the Washington family? Didn’t you see his father, Harold Griffin? I’ve bullied him a lot, and I know his history. There’s no way he’s from the Washington family. Why would you even ask that, Mother?”Melody and Kevin exchanged glances, and Tedmond’s head snapped up to look at Kyle.“If that’s the case,” Mrs. Karishin said thoughtfully, placing a hand on her chin, “