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 leash." "Because it means that someone cares about you." Ivy felt the same.

there will always be people who care about you from

"I know!"

car stopped in front of the

and Ivy got out of the car and headed toward

Armstrong. He is in a meeting now and told us to register here before

not suspect a thing since Mike was properly dressed and had the air of someone with high social status. Since Professor Armstrong might

a notebook for Mike to write down his name, and Mike shot Ivy a grin before doing so. After registering, the two entered the

of relief and said, "Uncle

is a rather famous professor,

Mike propped his hands. into his pockets and smiled smugly. "Besides,

lying by telling a bit of the truth so that

all!" Mike said before walking over to the campus

a school with a long history. Judging from the look

would say

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century, Mike