Twelve.

“I want to buy this driving school in five minutes.” Lyon said and the butler had no choice but to carry out his master’s wishes.

“It’s going to be done before your five minute time lapses.” The butler promised and Lyon smiled to himself as he hung the call up.

He doesn’t only want to teach the instructor a lesson, he also wanted to teach the headmaster a lesson for condoning such an act.

He adjusted his suit and started making his way to the headmaster’s office; he hadn't gotten there when his phone rang.

He brought his phone out of his pocket and saw that it was Abraham that was calling, he picked it immediately.

“It’s a done deal, Master,” the butler said into the phone and Lyon stopped in his tracks as he raised an eyebrow.

“I bought the school and it’s now yours, Sir.” Abraham finished and Lyon smirked to himself. He was now the owner of the school.

He was furious at the instructor because of the way he treated the girl and as he walked, he could feel his anger rising.

Putting his

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