Dr. Osvaldo Gonzalez was deep in thought, staring out the car window. His assistant, Hutchinson, was behind the wheel."It doesn't seem like Demetrius would have a reason to bother you, Dr. Gonzalez," Hutchinson said, trying to lighten the mood.Osvaldo rubbed his brow and let out a soft sigh. Hutchinson knew better than to prod further. The man was elusive enough on his own, and even more so when it came to Demetrius.Just then, Zechariah Gonzalez approached the car, a wide grin on his face. "What's going on, guys?"Osvaldo remained silent, his eyes closed and expression blank. Hutchinson chuckled, "Nothing much, young master. Are you headed to dinner?"Zechariah's excitement deflated a bit. "Wait, how do you two even know each other?" he asked, turning his attention to Osvaldo.But the window had already begun to close, and all Osvaldo said was, "I know you from Bradford Village. Zechariah, study hard. Your mother will be home soon."<
As Osvaldo entered his home, he found the room empty, the medicine left on the table was consumed, and a note lay beneath the glass. The note was written in elegant script, which immediately caught Osvaldo's eye as he read it. "Thank you, it's settled. The ring will be returned to you soon." The words "it's settled" sent shivers down Osvaldo's spine. He had asked Zoe Torres to pass on a message to Demetrius, but now it seemed like Demetrius was trying to cut all ties with him.The thought of Demetrius' impassive, dark eyes filled Osvaldo's mind as he folded the note and put it in his pocket, then drove to the hospital.During his therapy session, the psychiatrist asked about Osvaldo's recent dreams. Osvaldo mentioned that the frequency had decreased, but the face of the teenager in his dream was becoming clearer. The psychiatrist suggested that Osvaldo take some time off from work and go for a walk in nature to relieve stress. However, Osvaldo revealed that it wasn't j
Zechariah Gonzalez approached with a mop in hand and a look of distress. "Dr, do you know Demetrius?"His nephew interrupted, "Uncle, how do you two know each other?"Zechariah's frustration grew as he was ignored by Demetrius, "Uncle, why are you not answering me?"The first half of Zechariah's question trailed off as Demetrius stirs from his slumber and casts a bewildered gaze in his direction.Zechariah, now frozen with shock, gaped at the scene before him.The room was dimly lit, and Demetrius squinted to make out the figure of Zechariah Gonzalez. But his eyes soon shifted to Osvaldo Gonzalez who was sitting on the edge of his bed.Demetrius's throat was dry and he struggled to speak, but Osvaldo, seeming to anticipate his needs, handed him a glass of water.With a weak grip, Demetrius took the glass from Osvaldo's hands, and before he could utter a word of gratitude, the water was already at his lips.Osvaldo's gaze was de
It was a quiet night, and both Demetrius and Finlay had returned home from their daily routines. While Finlay was eager to talk to Demetrius about something important, Demetrius was feeling exhausted and just wanted to go to bed."Demetrius, we need to talk," Finlay said in a serious tone, "It's about your education and future.""Can't it wait until tomorrow?" Demetrius asked, rubbing his tired eyes."No, it can't," Finlay replied, "This is a critical matter that cannot be delayed."As they were speaking, their father, Kirk Hoffman, who was working in his study, overheard their conversation and stepped out to see what was going on.Finlay continued, "I've heard that you've been placed in the F class, the lowest class at school. This is not acceptable. Your mother and father worked hard to get you into Class A, and now you're in Class F. How will you be able to keep up with the college entrance exams?"Kirk Hoffman listened to Finlay's words with a mix of shock and anger. He couldn't b
The classroom was tense as the students awaited the results of Demetrius' test. Keagan Stephens held the papers in his hand with a sarcastic grin."You can ask a person to take my test paper to check with those two people to see if I asked them to help me cheat," Demetrius said, his voice confident.Keagan Stephens's grin faded, replaced by a skeptical look. "Because you're afraid of being caught cheating, you'll probably write it differently on purpose, so there's no match," he said. "Alexander, give me your test."Macey Perkins took on the task of matching the answers. "The last question on Kai Cunningham's test got it wrong. Demetrius got it right," she announced loudly. "Furthermore, in the first few questions of the Alexander Rosa test, five answers are not the same as Demetrius."Alexander Rosa fidgeted in his seat, clearly uncomfortable. "Write something else on purpose, or Keagan will know it by looking at it," he said, a hint of fear in his voice.But Macey still needed to be
Keagan Stephens stepped back up to the podium, slammed his hand on the board, and spoke sternly, "I'll give you one minute. If someone wants to confess, they can copy the test three times and receive a zero. Otherwise, I'll be checking the camera footage, and the consequences will be much worse."Everyone in the class remained silent, and Keagan Stephens asked, "Still no confessions?"Raina Roberson pointed to a few students sitting near her and said, "Mr Stephens, you should check the people sitting next to me."Keagan Stephens looked at the papers in his hand, scanned the faces of a few students, and then stopped at one table."Kai, why are you staring at that table? Got a headache or something?""Stephens, it was me," Kai Cunningham kept his head down, stammering. "I threw the paper."Keagan Stephens was taken aback by Kai's admission because he was a model student. His teachers were very sympathetic to him. Despite not having a wealthy family background, Kai had entered the school
Demetrius had just finished taking a shower when someone knocked on his door.It was now 8 pm. After announcing the inheritance, Demetrius went home with Finlay in a car. It was rare that Finlay hadn't provoked Demetrius, nor was Demetrius in the mood to guess what he was thinking.When he saw that the knocker was Mrs Gallagher, Demetrius was slightly surprised, then asked, "Mom?"Mrs Gallagher entered the room and closed the door, saying, "Can I talk to you for a few minutes?"Demetrius paused in his act of wiping his hair, "Sure."The light in the room was not too bright, Demetrius was dressed in clean pyjamas, but they couldn't hide his thin body. There is a scar on Demetrius' arm, which is very eye-catching.Mrs Gallagher hesitated for a long time before opening her mouth, "Demetrius, I hope you don't misunderstand what Finlay means."She recalled that the night before Demetrius returned, Fabian had told her, "You must treat Demetrius well. Children who grow up in such difficult c
A few minutes later, a car drove up to Demetrius. The driver carries Demetrius to a tall building designed to stand out.As soon as Demetrius entered the lobby, he was overwhelmed by the luxurious design; the massive scale destroyed Mr Kirk Hoffman's villa.A middle-aged man in a black suit saw Demetrius enter, quickly got up from the sofa, and walked over to Demetrius, speaking very politely: "Young master. Nice to meet you.""You were the one who gave me the call just now?"Demetrius asked."That's right, young master, I'm Maxwell Duncan!" Maxwell Duncan laughed and said.Maxwell Duncan then led Demetrius into the elevator and pressed on the 25th floor.Demetrius asked, "Can you explain to me about inheritance?""You just go into the meeting room; then you'll understand everything." Maxwell Duncan replied with a smile.When he stepped out of the elevator, Demetrius realized that this whole floor was for offices. The level of luxury and art has been pushed to the highest level.Demet