His Eagle Eyes on Me

"Will we be allowed inside?" Ivy asked sheepishly.

Mike smiled. "Technically speaking, the school is not open to tourists, but we just need to register as guests."

"Oh... Uncle Mike, do you know someone there?"

"No." Mike's social circle was limited to Aryadelle and Bridgedale. "But the guard doesn't know that. Just keep quiet and follow my lead. I promise that we will get in."

Ivy trusted Mike when she saw the confident look on his face.

Feeling slightly shy, he asked, "Aren't you worried that I'm lying?"

"Of course, not. I just think you are really talented, in a different way than Dad and Hayden," she said.

"Are there different types of talents?" he asked before coming to a realization. "You are saying that I'm streetsmart, aren't you?"

Ivy chuckled. "Not really. It's not like we are doing something bad."

"You are right, actually. I'm not like your dad, and I like learning weird skills..."

"I think it's interesting," she said earnestly. "As long as you are not doing something bad."

Chad, he does the same... Haha. I guess I enjoy the

people who

"I know!"

the car stopped

got out of the

now and told us to register here before going inside."

and had the air of someone with high social status. Since Professor

down his name, and Mike shot Ivy a

a breath of relief and said,

rather famous

him." Mike propped his hands. into his pockets and smiled smugly. "Besides, Professor Armstrong is indeed in a meeting

telling a bit of the truth so that they can't tell

can be easily fooled, after all!" Mike said

a long

would

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