Olisa didn't hesitate as her features instantly turned serious. "What are your plans?"Ryan lowered the bottle. "My plans?""For this academy." Her voice echoed through the small dorm room. She stared directly into his eyes. "You spent sixty million dollars acquiring Iron Gate Academy; no one spends that kind of money without expecting something in return."Ryan remained silent, and then she continued."So what do you want?"Ryan leaned against the desk, a small desk. "You're assuming I want something.""I know you do; I know people, and everyone, including you, has an ulterior motive,” she said, stepping closer. "Nothing in this world comes for free, so what is your endgame”Ryan studied her expression, and the genuine curiosity masking her face made him let out a short sigh. After everything that had been revealed I didn't blame her if she wanted to know whether the academy had escaped one danger only to enter another."I read every page of your proposal." She unfolded her arms. "Yo