Firm face, pronounced cheekbones.I could see his neatly trimmed beard, as if he shaved it at every opportunity. His sharp, bright blue eyes contrasted with his entirely white hair.Iskandar Paulas didn't look at all like a 50-year-old man, typically known for wrinkles and a potbelly. Instead, he appeared remarkably fit for his age, making him look younger than he should.He was known as a strict man, showing no mercy even to his own children. But fate had other plans; his demeanor changed when all of his children died in a series of accidents.At that time, the entire Iskandar Paulas extended family was on vacation, enjoying their family time. Iskandar Paulas, who usually seemed like a cold person, would often join in these events, meeting his two children and seeing his grandchildren.In that catastrophic accident, of the five cars at the scene, only Iskandar Paulas's car remained intact, despite being hit by a large truck carrying timber. Officials said it likely because Paulas's v
Leon shrugged, uninterested. "I'm sure you know enough about that.” The discussion is heavy, especially for kids like Kala, let alone Ramuna, who is much younger. Gera tried to control his facial expression, visibly anxious about the debate he had initiated.The atmosphere in the room wasn't great. The sound of the cup placed on the table was rather loud."You're right. That's why I want to ask you something."Leon calmly put down his cup. "I'll answer as best as I can.""Haha, this is actually a somewhat personal inquiry from me. If you don't mind sharing."He said casually, and Leon responded, "Go ahead.""Well then, would you like to take the kids out for a bit? I believe my father's playground would be more enjoyable than this conversation.""Oh, that's a great idea!"Leon looked at Gera and said, 'Dad, can you please take Kala and Ramuna out to play?"Gera looked quite worried, but he didn't say anything. Standing up, Iskandar Paulas smiled at his two grandchildren, grabbing the
"That's not a compliment. But... huh, tell me, what do you want from me, young man?" Iskandar Paulas asked, staring at the silent Leon, contemplating the response to the just-asked question."Quite amusing, the Drago family asking something from him. Paulas already knew what kind of character the Drago family members had. He knew very well what kind of people they were. Forget that, look at someone close to him, Yan Drago. He just wanted to maintain his power and send his son and wife out of the family.Iskandar Paulas knew about Yan's son. He had met the child in front of him several times when he was still in the womb. How many years had passed since then for the child to grow up like this?"I want you to help me," Leon said firmly.Iskandar Paulas replied, "Help
"Still no news?" His eyebrows furrowed upon hearing the words of one of his father's assistants, whom he had tasked with finding the whereabouts of his two subordinates."The family and friends mentioned they fled after cashing in at the casino. Currently, even their own family appears to be in a rush; they're about to relocate to another city after going bankrupt," the man in opulent attire clicked his tongue once again.He sighed heavily, dismissing the assistant with a wave of his hand."That fool. How long are they gonna vanish like this?"Initially, he believed Ren and Norman were merely on vacation when there was no news in the first month. But now, it's the second month.Not only that, their families severed ties with
Professor Watson stared at Leon directly. "Why should I inquire about your well-being? It's clear how those who have been treated unfairly feel."Professor Watson was indeed a genius; he seemed to know that what happened to Leon back then was nothing but slander to get him expelled from school."But why did you come back to this corrupt system campus?" Professor Watson asked coldly. But Leon knew that was one of the ways the professor showed concern for the students he cared about.Leon shrugged nonchalantly. "I'm not entirely blameless either.""... good to see you again.""Miss me?""You're a brilliant student; it's rare to find someone like you. And you're quite famous; there are some people asking about you."Leon asked, 'Me? Why?""Well, you're a brilliant young man; naturally, some people would inquire about you."Ah, that's true.Leon nodded. "Well then, I'll take my leave now." He bowed respectfully.Professor Watson turned back to the young man, Leon."Is that all?"Leon nodd
"I've cleaned up. Oh, I also gave the toilet in your room a good scrubbing, so it feels clean. Don't worry, you don't have to pay for that one."A woman who had just returned to her house was immediately greeted by a man with deep black eyes whose sleeves were slightly wet and he was wearing the same jacket he had first entered before finally changing into a short shirt while cleaning his house.Tania looked around her house. Both tables and windows looked clean and things were neatly organized. She also opened the toilet a little stunned by the shiny color of the walls as if she could look in the mirror there."Free? Don't joke with me, kid. You deserve more."Tania then took out a sum of money from inside her light blue bag and handed over a few bills along with a bonus to this young man."I thought you were just an ordinary student working for extra pocket money, but your work is very clean and you are professional."Tania quickly handed the money to Leon who accepted it with a ple
"I only have two weeks left for the assignment deadline. Don't forget to submit it before the end of time and don't be late because it will go into your final assessment. Got it?" The class was dismissed, but that was not the end of Leon, as usual, he was busy with the various work he had to complete. "Mr. Mysandra, I have something to talk about." Leon, who was just getting ready to run stopped his steps, his eyes then went to the lecturer who stopped him while carrying the quiz paper that was done today. "Do you know why you were called here?" Leon sat on the chair directly facing Professor Wanton. Did he get caught? Leon looked at the two final exam papers belonging to Wanton's students, Ren's name was displayed. Leon was sure that underneath the papers were Becky and Norma's exams that he had just done and given to Baron's men this morning. "I believe you said you didn't care how we handled it." "You're saying the work you write for others is the right thing to do?" Leo
"Mr. Mysandra, your manners are extremely ill-mannered for a student who has been awarded a scholarship." "EXACTLY." The paper he found on the notice board Leon picked up and placed in front of the prefect. "Oh, what's wrong with this?" "Can you explain why my name is not listed as a scholarship recipient?" The man in charge of the scholarship didn't seem to care. "Hmm yes, yes... three years of continuous scholarship is enough for you isn't it, if you don't like it, you can try again next year." Leon's eyes turned red. "Are you kidding me? You and everyone here knows my financial situation, I won't be able to pay for college even for a month!" He was still engaging his classmate in a joke until he pointed to a picture in a magazine. "Ah... it doesn't matter." "SIR!" "Noisy! Can't you see I'm choosing a vacation spot with my family? Besides, it's your fault why you plagiarized someone's assignment and got a blank grade for it! Are you satisfied now? Go away!" Leon gasped. "W