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Victor was on the verge of exhaustion, both mentally and physically, due to the rigorous training regimen set by Nicholas. He regretted agreeing to take on such a heavy workload, as it left him drained and overwhelmed. "Make sure you finish answering all those questions." "Victor, you need to complete the book right away. It's crucial that you grasp the fundamentals." "No, you're doing it wrong." From one class to another, Victor pushed himself to learn everything, despite feeling annoyed by the constant scrutiny of the teachers. He persevered, determined to complete each task that was assigned to him. After finishing one of his numerous classes, Victor sought solace in the garden. He found tranquility there, preferring the outdoors over the confines of the house. It wasn't that the people inside the house were unpleasant; it was simply the house itself that seemed unwelcoming. Even though his father had built the house, it held little interest for him. Many parts of the house wer
It had been days since Victor began his search for Nike. He didn't want to ask Nicholas or Walter for help, fearing they would bombard him with questions. So he took it upon himself to search without any clues as to where Nike might be. Victor would join everyone for meals, hoping to run into Nike. But instead, he found himself constantly teased by KO, who had already guessed his true intentions for joining them at the table. After yet another dinner without Nike, Victor wearily left the room, maintaining his usual obedient and carefree demeanor. "Kid," KO called out to him. Victor was exhausted from his daily lessons and endless roaming around the estate. He had no energy left to engage with KO, who was the last person he wanted to be around after such a tiring day. "What now?" Victor replied, his tone reflecting his fatigue and indifference towards KO's words. "Why so down? Shouldn't you be happy to see me? I have some good news for you," KO said, wrapping her arms around Victo
Early the next morning, Victor was wide awake due to a lack of sleep. He couldn't rest after hearing Watcher's words. Instead of worrying about their truthfulness, he decided to take action and see what would happen. Victor went to the bathroom to freshen up and change, opting for a pair of running shoes. As he admired the new shoes, he recalled that Walter mentioned Nike had prepared them for him. "Despite his appearance, he has a keen eye for choosing nice shoes." Exiting his room, Victor noticed some of the servants already awake and cleaning the house. He marveled at how early they started their day to ensure the house was spotless by the time others woke up. As he walked down the hallway, the attentive servants greeted him, their keen senses noticing his every move. Checking the time on his father's old watch, Victor remembered Nicholas sharing the story behind it. It was the first watch his father had bought with a year's worth of savings from his first decent job. Despite hav
That afternoon, instead of resting, Victor decided to go for another run, as Watcher had instructed. "When the sun makes the cloud the same color as itself, then go for a run. The person who can help you will approach you." Victor found it challenging to follow through on Watcher's instructions, as he had not expected it to require multiple runs. He had thought that since Nike was supposed to arrive that day, he would be able to approach him. Little did he know, everything was just a stepping stone to achieving his goal. He soon realized the value of his father's watch. "Nothing worth having comes easy in life." Taking a deep breath, Victor prepared himself for the run. As soon as his body felt warmed up from stretching, he started running, with the wind as his companion. Despite not being as fit as those who had trained for years, Victor's body was well-balanced from enduring beatings over the years. This allowed him to handle the long run that morning. "Damn it, my body is already
Not long after, Victor met his end; he was exhausted after days of non-stop running. He had kept going until his body was shaking, on the verge of breaking. As he was about to take a break, he noticed a black car heading towards the main door. "Is Nicholas back?" he wondered aloud, curious about who had just arrived. He headed towards where the car was going and soon noticed the people who had arrived from a distance. Among them was the person he had been waiting for. Victor did not approach them immediately, as he noticed a stranger who had come out of the house, someone he had never seen before. He continued to observe the situation as the group talked amongst themselves. At the same time, Walter seemed to be reporting something to Nicholas, causing him to be greatly shocked. From his distant vantage point, Victor couldn't hear their conversation but continued to watch intently. "What? Victor has been running for days?" Nicholas was dumbfounded by the news he just received upon hi
Victor was momentarily stunned as he observed the two people standing in front of him. Besides their different attire, the two looked exactly identical. He was at a loss for words and couldn't even manage a simple greeting. Even speaking to the man seemed difficult. "Kid, I heard you've been looking for my brother?" Mike said with a friendly smile, placing his arm around his brother's shoulder. "You see, my brother can be mean sometimes, but don't take it to heart." "Brothers?" Victor was only able to utter that single word. "Yeah, we're brothers. Can't you see the resemblance?" Mike sarcastically remarked, jokingly highlighting their similarities. "We even have similar names, except his starts with an N, while mine starts with an M." Victor, of course, recognized the resemblance and wasn't foolish enough to miss it. He was shocked because what the Watcher had said had come true. Not only did Nike approach him, but someone who looked exactly like Nike had also appeared. "Kid, I he
Early the next day, Victor prepared for his run. After an exhausting run, Mike was waiting for him at the training hall. "Kid, is that all you've got?" Mike asked, disappointed, as Victor was covered in sweat and out of breath. Victor had run more than he expected. He had misunderstood Mike's mention of running, assuming it was just his usual run. He didn't expect Mike to join him and add ankle weights to his own training. "I'm sorry. I haven't had proper sleep these days," Victor tried to explain, but he noticed Mike's growing disappointment. "Kid, are you trying to make excuses?" Mike handed him a bottle of water as they prepared for the next training session. Unbeknownst to them, there were hidden spectators observing their training from a corner. "Shouldn't we just go in instead of staring at them like paparazzi?" KO suggested, finding it annoying to hide and watch. "Be quiet, will you?" Nicholas stressed, trying to concentrate on counting while also wondering about the reaso
It was known to everyone that Mike had feelings for Josephine as well. However, he had accepted the fact that she was already in a relationship with their friend. He supported them wholeheartedly and even asked to be named the kid's guardian. However, Nicholas was assigned as the guardian before they even met each other. Mike would usually send letters to inquire about them, but after Josephine found out about their dark dealings, she cut ties with everyone. Due to their busy schedules, they had not kept in touch, and they had people checking on them to ensure their safety. They were concerned that their enemies might target both the mother and child. Victor was studying when he noticed Mike standing by the door. His instructor paused and greeted the man, asking if he needed any help. "Is there something we can assist you with, sir?" "Mike, is something wrong?" Victor asked, curious about the soft and gloomy expression on Mike's face as he looked at him. Mike smiled and shook his h