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."

the same... Haha. I guess I enjoy the leash." "Because it means that

there will always be people who care

"I know!"

hour later, the car stopped in front

of the car and

have an appointment with Professor Armstrong. He is in a meeting now and told us to register here before going inside." Mike lied through his

not suspect a thing since Mike was properly dressed and had the air of someone with high social status. Since Professor Armstrong might actually be in a meeting, the guard could not call to confirm what

name, and Mike shot Ivy a grin before doing

of relief and said, "Uncle Mike,

a rather famous

pockets and smiled smugly. "Besides, Professor Armstrong is

Mike! You are lying by telling a bit of the truth so that they can't tell if

Mike said before walking over to the campus map and Ivy

a school with a long

I would say

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