After finishing her shopping, Iris Dalton drove back to the villa district. It was the evening rush hour. Cars bustled on the streets, forming a long, slow-moving line of traffic.
A black car came off the airport highway and slowly merged into the flow of vehicles. In the backseat, a teenage boy in a short-sleeved shirt scrolled through his phone, staring at the campus beauty voting thread on the school forum. A cold glint flickered in his eyes, his thoughts unreadable.
The middle-aged noblewoman sitting next to him turned to look at him and said earnestly, "Jude, now that you're back in Stellan from Valerium, you need to focus on your studies. You'll report back to school and resume classes next Monday."
The boy nodded without saying a word, his fingers gripping the phone tightly.
