Kenneth swallowed hard, quickening his pace to catch up with Percival.
"Bro, what the heck is going on? Isn't our home security top-notch? How could someone leave this on our doorstep? Should I tell Grandpa?"
Percival suddenly stopped in his tracks, causing Kenneth to crash into his broad shoulders. His nose stung, and tears streamed down his face without warning.
Rubbing his nose, Kenneth muttered, "Bro, what was that for?"
"Aren't you supposed to be at practice today?" Percival asked, his tone indifferent.
"Aw, crap!" Kenneth nearly forgot. Reminded by Percival, he hurriedly changed into his gear, grabbed his backpack, and dashed off.
Finally, Percival had some peace and quiet. He sat back on his bed, contemplating the gorgeous weather outside. It would be a shame not to go out and enjoy it.
[Vivienne, let's go out on a date!] He texted.
Vivienne had just woken up. Seeing the message on her phone, she chuckled and replied, [Suspended and still in the mood for fun?]
[Yeah, a rare break from the grind.]
Stretching lazily, Vivienne sat up, about to agree, when another message came through.
It was a top-secret code.
Her fingers flew over the screen, deciphering the message. It was Quincy!
After all her time undercover at GTO, this was her first direct communication.
[The boss is back; orders are to hit the Miller family!]
Vivienne narrowed her eyes. GTO had set their sights on the Miller family?
Or did they think the Millers were holding Belle?
The Miller family had always been under the protection of the Nine Mystics Society. It was not surprising that GTO had caught wind of them. They did not deserve to have lasted this long if they could not even sniff out that much.
But that was all they would find.
[Mr. Wolf, it looks like our date is off.] Vivienne texted back.
Percival sighed and replied, [Alright, then it's an adventure we'll go on.]
Vivienne smiled, notified Matthew to gather a few of the guys nearby, and then set the rendezvous at Elite University.
If GTO aimed to find Belle through the Miller family, Aaron would be the first target. He was the Millers' heir apparent and Mark's Achilles' heel.
Kidnapping Aaron would be the most effective, most swift move.
At Elite University, Anna got Vivienne's message and approached Aaron.
"Aaron, about the group project announced by the professor, let's partner up," Anna said, her hair neatly tied in a ponytail, sporting jeans and a white shirt – a bit of Vivienne's style was there.
Aaron blinked, taking a moment to recognize Anna, the most inconspicuous girl in class, the one who had ridden in Vivienne's car.
Before Aaron could respond, some guys nearby started to tease, "This is the first time I've heard that mu... Anna talk to anyone. You're a lucky guy, Aaron."
The student meant to say she was as quiet as a mute but thought better of it and corrected himself.
Anna glanced at them coolly, offering no explanation.
Aaron gave the guys a stern look. Owing to Vivienne's sake, he did not decline.
He had meant to ask Anna about her relationship with Vivienne, but she always disappeared after class, as if she did not exist. He had nearly forgotten about her.
"Alright, let's team up. We can talk at the cafe," Aaron said, picking up his backpack and walking alongside Anna.
Both ignored the knowing smirks of the others.
The cafe at Elite University, an open library space, was more conducive to discussion than the main library.
Aaron ordered two lattes. "Is this okay for you?"
"Yeah," Anna replied, taking out her books. "Just share your ideas. I'll follow your lead, and we'll nail this group project."
Her main task, though, as assigned by Vivienne, was to protect Aaron.
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