Chapter 22 Get Ready, I'll Take You Somewhere


On the first day of school, Alaric drove Harry to school, and as he stood at the gate, he was truly astounded.

Luxury cars lined up; all the high-end models but paled in comparison to his dad's ride.

Harry couldn't help but marvel, "Man, even getting into primary schools is so competitive now?"

"Caspian, haven't seen you during the entire vacation, and look at you-a handsome young man now," greeted the principal while he helped with his luggage.

It wasn't just because of Alaric; Caspian was the pride of the school, a model student who had won first place in a global math competition for youth-a dream student for any teacher.

"Dad, I'm off to school. Just focus on your work. No need to worry about me. I'll be home for the weekend," Harry said before Alaric's phone began to ring, changing his expression. He dismissed the call with a flick of his hand and waved at Harry, "Got it. Be good and listen to your teacher."

"OK," Harry replied, reassuring him.

Before, Alaric would have been genuinely worried, hoping that Caspian would make more friends. Now that he seemed different, Alaric had nothing to worry about.

The principal led Harry to the dorms and even made his bed personally in a luxurious single room.

Talk about living it up!

Harry sent Caspian a message.

Harry: [Caspian, your school is amazing! All the teachers truly like you. Are you adjusting well to the new school your mom set up? If not, we can switch back temporarily.]

Receiving this message, Caspian and Elisa had just stepped into the classroom and were still looking for their seats.

Caspian: [No need.]

Seeing Caspian's terse reply, Harry couldn't help but comment again.

[Man of few

about to call him over when a little boy sat down next to her. "Are you the new kid? What's

that spot's

can be reclaimed by someone else," came the confident rebuttal. "From now

articulate a response, a commanding voice boomed

craned his neck upwards and snapped, "And who might you be? Seats aren't assigned by the

Caspian asserted, his tone

presence was palpable. In the end, the boy surrendered,

neatly stowing away his backpack before helping her organize the books sprawled across

brave just now,"

here, no one's going

sister of his. In a family that had once doted solely on him, her presence was a rare gift, one he intended to

the hospital had indeed allotted

from now on. If you need anything,

uncomfortable with such privilege, was quick to downplay the gesture. "Galen, I'm just a regular

talent speaks for itself despite being young. The perks you're getting are well-deserved,"

so? Or does it have something to do with Alaric?' she wondered

request access to any files, he would surely acquiesce. That would be

responded with an earnest determination

her into the deep end-a brutal multi-vehicle pileup, injured patients all at once. She had endured over twelve straight hours

out of the operating room, she felt completely disoriented, as if her limbs no longer heeded her commands. After shedding her scrubs and washing up, she slumped against the wall, exhaustedly collapsing to the floor. "Dr. Galatea, you're nothing short of amazing. A

having you here today. We would've been

coupled

office to check her phone, noting a missed call from an unfamiliar number. Seeing it

message

and are especially bright. This is undoubtedly due

was an unmistakable pride of a mother delighted by

in response when her phone rang with a call

"Hello?"

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