The bright morning sunlight streamed softly through the small cracks of the broken wooden window, bringing a profound sense of fragile warmth inside Jow’s quiet, penniless home.
Thanks to the comprehensive pack of advanced medications left by the mysterious helper in the hospital room, Jow woke up feeling incredibly refreshed, his physical exhaustion and the burning pain across his slender ribs completely gone.
He had quietly decided to skip the elite academy entirely for the day, resolving to dedicate these precious hours to his frail, sick grandmother.
His bright, innocent eyes reflected a pure, radiant happiness as he watched his grandmother smile warmly from her low wooden cot.
“Jow, I am going to cook all of your favorite dishes today,” his grandmother whispered softly, her
frail voice filled with pure maternal love.
“We will prepare the meals together, just like the old days.” Jow gently held her weak hand, a sweet, exceptionally humble smile playing across his pale lips as his polite nature took over.
“Dadu, you have been cooking for me since I was a little child,” Jow murmured softly, his voice full of profound affection.
“Today, I will do all the cooking for you.
Please just rest and watch me.” They spent the entire morning together in the tiny, fragile kitchen, their shared laughter creating a beautiful, sacred sanctuary that kept the cruel, predatory world outside completely powerless.Meanwhile, a terrifying, silent storm was violently brewing inside the grand corridors of the elite academy as the morning bell finally rang.
Teng stood freezing near lane number four, his dark, calculating eyes locked firmly onto Jow’s completely empty wooden desk, his handsome features tightening into a sinister grimace.
He had expected to see the transfer student cowering in his seat, broken and weeping from the brutal punishment, but the absolute vacancy of the desk shattered his false sense of supreme dominance.
A sudden, violent wave of intense possessiveness and raw panic crashed deep over his massive ego; he couldn’t handle the fact that his prey was out of his sight, completely immune to his customized living hell today.
Teng tightly clenched his fists inside his pockets, his tall frame emitting an aura of chilling madness as he aggressively turned toward his gang.
“is he, Jay?” Teng growled smoothly, his voice dropping into a smooth, sinister hiss that froze the air around the desk.
“Why isn’t the scholarship boy in his seat?
Find out exactly why he didn’t show up today.
I cannot stand his defiance anymore.” Jay checked his phone rapidly, his own knuckles turning white as he felt the explosive fury radiating from his billionaire friend, thoroughly aware that Jow’s total absence had completely unhinged the predator’s sanity.As the afternoon sky began to blend into a soft twilight, the beautiful, peaceful hours inside the tiny house finally drew to a close, and Jow quietly prepared to step back into his demanding reality.
He gently kissed his grandmother’s forehead, making sure she was comfortable and safe before tucking the fresh medications securely beside her low wooden cot.
Despite the beautiful, healing calm he had experienced during the day, he knew he couldn’t afford to neglect his duties, especially with the heavy volume of customer logs and physical sorting waiting for him at his part-time workplace this evening.
Jow adjusted his clean clothes, his bright eyes carrying a dangerous, dark loathing toward the billionaire heirs as he silently vowed to protect this domestic sanctuary at all costs.
He stepped out of the broken gate, his mind completely focused on starting his grueling evening shift at broken gate, his mind completely focused on starting his grueling evening shift at the commercial grocery shop, thoroughly blind to the reality that his quiet fortress was silently marching toward a massive, catastrophic exposure that would soon shatter his world completely out of his control.Teng lazily leaned back against his usual bench, run down by a deep sense of intense boredom that made the entire afternoon lecture feel utterly insufferable.
His dark, calculating eyes repeatedly tracked the vacant wooden desk near lane number four, his handsome features tightening with a cold irritation because Jow’s complete absence meant he had no fragile prey to mentally torture today.
He let out a low, frustrated sigh, tossing his expensive pen onto the table as he turned his gaze toward his wealthy childhood friend.
“This entire day is completely useless, Jay,” Teng growled smoothly, his voice dropping into a chilling hiss.
“The school feels dead.
Where is Jow?
Why didn’t that scholarship boy show up today?”Jay let out a low, dark chuckle, a mocking amusement dancing across his features as he leaned closer to the billionaire heir.
“Bro, he is probably completely bedridden and sick today,” Jay whispered mockingly, a twisted smirk playing on his lips.
“After all, you forced him to stand directly under that scorching, hot sun for nearly two hours yesterday.
We honestly pushed his fragile limits a bit too much, didn’t we?
Don’t worry, bro, his pathetic spirit will definitely crawl back to the academy tomorrow.”Teng tilted his head back, a terrifyingly calm yet chilling madness emitting from his dark eyes as a slow, sinister smirk played at the edge of his lips.
“Good,” Teng growled softly, his fingers tightly clamping around his silver wrist watch.
“Let him rest his broken bones today, because tomorrow, I am going to do something even worse to him.
His customized living hell has barely even reached its true peak.” Jay’s eyes widened with a sick thrill of excitement, nodding his head rapidly as his massive ego thoroughly enjoyed the twisted game.
“Oh, definitely, bro,” Jay whispered back in a smooth, excited tone.
“I honestly get so much pure entertainment watching you crush his stubborn, unbroken pride under your absolute power.”Suddenly, Jay turned his head slightly toward the quiet shadows near the rear pillar, his mocking gaze locking onto Ray’s completely expressionless face.
“By the way, Ray bro,” Jay sneered with a sinister chuckle, his voice dripping with sudden suspicion.
“Why do you always remain so completely silent whenever we deal with Jow, hmm?
You never pitch in a single cruel prank, nor do you ever say a single thing about that beautiful transfer student.
Why are you always acting so detached from the dynasty’s business?”Ray didn’t flinch, his tall frame remaining completely rigid inside his uniform jacket pockets, though his racing heart hammered violently against his ribs as he hid his intense, deep anxiety behind an expressionless armor.
He knew with absolute certainty that his hidden note and fever medications were the exact reason behind Jow’s recovery today, and any slip of his tongue would bring a catastrophic storm over his own position within the gang.
Ray slowly turned his dark, intense gaze toward Jay, his handsome features completely frozen into a steel-cold mask of absolute disgust.
“I just don’t find it interesting,” Ray lied smoothly, his voice dropping into a deep, freezing whisper that cut cuttingly through the quiet air.
“I don’t waste my breath on dirt.
I thoroughly despise that pathetic scholarship boy.”Teng slowly let out a dark, satisfied laugh as Ray’s freezing confirmation directly fed his immense pride, thoroughly convinced that his entire gang remained totally unified under his absolute dominance.
He didn’t question the subtle tension flickering deep within his right-hand follower’s dark eyes, his massive ego completely blinding his perception to the secret medicine package and the hidden traveling notes.
Teng carelessly stretched his arms, looking back out the tall window at the gathering evening twilight with a slow, chilling smirk playing at the edge of his lips.
“That is exactly what I like to hear, Ray,” Teng growled smoothly, his voice dropping into a deep, sinister whisper.
“Tomorrow, when that helpless scholar boy steps back inside my academy, we will give him a real welcoming party that his broken soul will remember for the rest of his pathetic life.”Jay nodded his head rapidly with a sick thrill of excitement, his malicious amusement dancing across his features as he began packing his luxury textbooks into his backpack.
“Bro, I will personally arrange everything for tomorrow’s grand event,” Jay whispered rapidly, a twisted smirk on his face as the heavy academy dismissal bell finally began to ring loudly through the quiet corridors.
The elite heirs immediately stood up from their rows, moving with a proud, imperial synchronization as they followed Teng’s tall frame out of the empty classroom.
From the quiet shadows near the rear door, Ray remained standing entirely motionless for a few seconds, his knuckles tightly clenched inside his uniform jacket pockets as he let out a heavy, anxious breath in total isolation, silently steeling his mind for the catastrophic psychological warfare that was destined to explode completely out of their control very soon.Teng drove away into the pitch-black night with a sinister smile, completely blind to the reality that beneath the heavy silence of the street, the invisible strings of his control were already spinning completely out of his absolute control.