Deshna understood Aamon's curiosity about his parents, but she lacked knowledge about them herself. She felt uneasy about shattering his hopeful expectations.
"Unfortunately, I have no idea where they are," Deshna said with a sigh, causing Aamon's expression to drop.
He felt let down when he encountered someone who claimed to have knowledge of his parents, only to discover that her understanding was quite limited.
"It would have been better if you refrained from discussing something you have no knowledge of or any idea about their whereabouts in the first place" Aamon murmured softly, his optimism had been shattered.
"I understand your curiosity about your parents, the eagerness you have is motivating. however, I have limited knowledge about them myself, so I can only provide you with limited information." Deshna was giving Aamon an explanation.
"It's been a whole decade since they disappeared, and there hasn't been a single word about their whereabouts. But strangely enough, I could sense the power emanating from your precious amulet." She carried on, her hand reaching out to the amulet, which suddenly emitted a brilliant glow.
"It was recently activated, allowing me to locate you and be summoned here." She took a moment to collect her thoughts.
Aamon appeared somewhat perplexed and skeptical, seemingly in need of further clarification despite finding her words intriguing.
After a period of silence, Deshna spoke up, explaining her presence and her intention to protect Aamon. He couldn't fathom why she felt the need to do so.
After his fall from the roof deck and awakening from what appeared to be a coma, he discovered a newfound strength and immense power within himself, and he no longer feel as vulnerable as before.
"The identity of your parents was shrouded in secrecy, unknown to all, and even the existence of their son remained a mystery until your amulet was activated."
Aamon listened very carefully to Deshna’s words as she continue to tell more information aout his parents.
“When they departed, it seemed as though they had a sense of uncertainty about their return, or perhaps they anticipated a lengthy absence. As a result, they left behind two items for you.” Deshna spoke, and Aamon's eyes lit up with excitement.
He was filled with an insatiable curiosity, longing to uncover the secrets his parents had left behind before their mysterious departure.
"What are those two things?" Aamon inquired, and the girl affirmed with a nod, gesturing towards the amulet to indicate its connection to what his parents had left.
“One of the first things they left you is that amulet, which surely emanates an aura of immense magic and power. When it was activated, it saved you from death and bestowed upon you countless mysterious abilities.” She provided an explanation.
Aamon found himself in a state of bewilderment. The immense power he felt was undeniable, and Deshna's words about the amulet saving him seemed to hold true. However, Aamon remained completely unaware of the nature of this power.
He was completely clueless about harnessing his newfound abilities, lacking any understanding of how to wield them or grasp the fundamental knowledge that others with similar powers possess.
"But this power," Aamon exclaimed, "is beyond my grasp. I felt its overwhelming force earlier, and it was as if I was losing control of myself, my sanity slipping away." He admitted his feelings to the girl, but her response was only a smile.
"I get it, and it's completely understandable to feel that way since it's your first experience with this kind of power," Deshna reassured him. " don’t worry. It was the reason why im here. I'll guide you through it." She reassured him.
Aamon let out a sigh of somewhat relieved..
"Will I ever reach your level of skill?" Can I successfully confront and overcome individuals like Bruce who tend to irritate me? Aamon inquired, and Deshna burst into laughter.
"Perhaps you have the potential to surpass me; aim high and don't underestimate yourself." Deshna relayed the information to him, and Aamon acknowledged with a nod.
"And what comes next?" Aamon inquired, his curiosity once again getting the best of him, and Deshna responded with a smile, aware that the second gift left by Aamon's parents would be a delightful surprise.
"They left behind a huge sum of money for you." She responded, and Aamon was taken aback as his parents had left him some money.
"A huge of sum of what? Money?" Aamon exclaimed, "What was the amount they left behind?" He inquired once more, but Deshna remained silent, keeping her thoughts to herself in anticipation of a grand surprise.
Hand in hand, they descended the stairs, drawing the attention of onlookers who couldn't resist capturing the moment with their cameras.
As Aamon and the girl strolled past, whispers spread among the campus crowd, their astonishment evident at the sight of them together.
Curiosity sparked among those who wished to approach Aamon and inquire about the girl's relationship with him. However, a sense of intimidation prevented anyone from getting too close, as if the girl held a significant position.
Aamon and Deshna strolled towards the entrance of the university. Aamon couldn't help but feel a bit perplexed. He had anticipated that Deshna would inform him about the sum of money they had left, but she remained silent.
They didn't have to wait for long before a luxurious limousine pulled up in front of them. Aamon couldn't help but be amazed by the sight of the stunning car. He had never seen such a beautiful vehicle up close before.
Excitement filled the campus as people buzzed about the expensive car that pulled up in front of Aamon and the girl.
"It's definitely the girl. Aamon is such a despicable man, he's incapable of riding in a car like that." People chattered amongst themselves, but Deshna paid them no mind.
As she approached the car, she effortlessly activated the key, causing the car to unlock and the door to swing open. Aamon was taken aback, his eyes filled with wonder as he gazed at the car.
Curiosity got the better of him as he cautiously glanced inside the car, hesitant to leave any marks. Little did he know, he would soon find himself seated beside Deshna for a ride.
Deshna glanced at him and offered a gentle smile, "Won’t you like to join me for a ride?" She extended an invitation to him.
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After considering it for a moment, Aamon agreed to the invitation and promptly jumped into the car. "Wow! This is sleek and cutting-edge Lamborghini sports car is a true masterpiece, with only a limited production of just five models. Its modern design and advanced features make it a standout in the automotive world. and this was only recently released! how'd you manage to get one?" Aamon asked and Deshna only grin back at him.Aamon was filled with excitement as his hand made contact with the car seat. It was hard for him to fathom that he would eventually have the opportunity to ride one. He was just a poor boy who somehow managed to survive on the government's subsidy. He struggled to make ends meet with the little money he had, and things got even worse when bullies started taking his allowance."Do you fancy the car?" Deshna exclaimed as she began driving down the road."This is quite an impressive ride you've got here. I hope to possess one someday." Aamon admitted. He was bec
It was already too late before Aamon could realize that Deshna had already left him alone inside the garage. And upon his realization, there would be no way for him to actually be able to go to the party in his situation now.Suddenly, someone from behind Aamon abruptly cleared his throat, and this jolted Aamon to look around. He found a talk figure of a man in casual grey long sleeves and pants. “Welcome to the Silverine Villa, young master.” He instantly greeted Aamon.“Excuse me, but who are you?” Aamon promptly asked.“Apologies, young master. I’m Radcliff, although most people often call me Rad for short. I am the butler of the Silverines, and of course, I am here to serve you, young master.”“I see, Rad. Do you happen to know where Deshna could have gone?” Aamon, however, asked, suddenly switching the subject.“To be honest, I haven’t been able to speak with Miss Deshna. She was talking to someone earlier when I came to cross path with her. She just told me however to come for
Everyone started to laugh at Aamon. They all think he was just trying brag them that he could afford one. Every one in the class knew that Aamon was poor and barely could meet ends meet. Aamon had already anticipated that they wouldn’t even believe him in the first place. However, Aamon couldn’t simply let them continue mocking him—never again.“Oh come on, how on earth would you even pay, moron? Through the subsidy that the government has grant you?” one of the members of Bruce’s gang said.It caused another series of mocking laugh for the crowd after they heard that. And it didn’t end there, after that, another one of Bruce’s gang member immediately prompted saying, “Yeah, what was that he said last time? Oh right, ‘that’s the only money I have.’” and he gave out a hoarse laugh.One more pointed at Aamon and said, “People like you are a trash of society, milking out from the taxes that our parents pays.”Bruce gave off a smirk, pleased with the mockery that Aamon was having at th
Bruce eagerly anticipated the moment when Aamon would face embarrassment at the hands of the imposing gentleman in a tuxedo, who appeared to be the club's manager.A wicked smile spread across Bruce's face. He could already envision the immense humiliation that awaited Aamon. "Excuse me, is there an issue with the card?" Aamon nervously inquired. He suddenly felt a pang of concern as he wondered if the card Deshna had given him had been used too much and was now declined."Hey, Aamon, remember when you mentioned that someone gave you that black card?" Rupert leaned in close to Aamon and quietly voiced his concern, "Do you think this could be some kind of trap?""What do you mean this is all just a setup?" Aamon whispered his response."You know, like a scenario that places you in a life-threatening predicament? Just like this one." Rupert responded, his voice carrying a hint of fear.“You’re being irrational, Rupert. We couldn’t possibly die just because the card I bought declined.”
They were all completely stunned by the manager's unexpected revelation. Surprisingly, Bruce and his gang were taken aback when Aamon unexpectedly turned into an important guest at the bar."How on earth did that happen?" Bruce objected. "He can't even afford a single drink, and yet you think he's a VIP client just because he has that black card?"It was clear from Bruce's complaints that he was not happy with how the manager was favoring Aamon over the other guests at the bar."Is there an issue with the bar's policy? If that's the case, feel free to exit this establishment." The manager promptly replied. His feedback left Bruce feeling even more embarrassed, as the entire crowd erupted in laughter.Venice, who was sitting across from Aamon, hurriedly went to Bruce's side, hoping to soothe his agitation. Unfortunately, her actions only worsen the situation. Bruce sensed that Venice's attitude was filled with sympathy, which he found undesirable.“Get your hands off of me!” He angrily
Aamon left the club and headed back to the villa where she was once again greeted by Deshna.“Well, look who’s back? I was gone to answer a call for a while, and you already went out to take your car for a ride. So, how was it?” Deshna asks as he looks into the car that Aamon took out with him. Following that, he then looked at Aamon who was still wearing that neutral look as he stared at Deshna. “I am still completely naive of my true nature, Deshna.” Aamon suddenly said. It somehow confused Deshna. She was not quite sure where Aamon possibly was coming from and why he was even saying those words.“What exactly do you mean by that, Aamon?” She just asked. Deshna wanted to assess whatever it was that’s going on Aamon’s mind without directly asking it from him. She had a sudden feeling that if she ever did, Aamon would only end up refusing to tell her.Eventually, Aamon just sighed. “Earlier, I went out to use this car to attend our class party.”“A class party? Well, isn’t that gre
CHAPTER 12Aamon was left feeling totally surprised. Although he was already informed of being the heir to a rich couple’s luxurious properties, Aamon still found it to be rather exaggerated to instantly turn out as the master of the household.And since he was being stared at by Deshna for quite a while now, Aamon realized that it was just about time to go and take his seat. Soon as Aamon was already seated, most of the servants around eventually started to serve the meal. “Are we expecting more to dine with us?” Aamon asked Deshna.His query made Deshna gently shook her head. “It’s just the two of us, Aamon.” she replied. Deshna then looked at the servant who had just finished placing the dish plate before her. And before the servant could even leave, Deshna immediately said, “Thank you.” Meanwhile, Deshna’s response immediately sent Aamon into silence. “Are you sure that it’s just the two of us to dine here?” He asked once more while looking at the feast that was served before t
Cries of people reaching out for help woke Aamon from his sleep. He was shocked to find himself inside his new room feeling all cold. The air condition was not even full blast enough to cause Aamon to feel the shivers.“What’s wrong with this AC?” Aamon asked as soon as he climbs down from the king size bed he was sleeping on. He was even half awake when he realize that it was still vividly dark outside.For some reason, Aamon’s attention was once again distracted by the cries he was hearing. He didn’t know where in the world did those cries were coming from. However, from the sound of it, he feels as though they were near.“Where could those cries could possibly be coming from?” Aamon asked himself as he looks out the window. Apparently, there was nothing that he could see out there.“I wonder what could that screams were about?” This time, Aamon decided to go outside his room to find out about it. He wanted to be sure what could be the reason behind those screams.There was somethin