Chapter 103 - Story (1/2)

We arrived at a famous sushi restaurant owned by a renowned Japanese chef and went at the back door leading to a private Japanese style room where the cold, intimidating Luke Jansen was waiting on a cushion in a formal 'seiza' position.

”Grandpa Luke! How are you?! It's been a long time!” Estela skipped to the old man, hugging and kissing his cheeks before settling herself beside him.

Estela Fay was probably the only person who could hug and kiss Luke Jansen like any other ordinary old man.

Got to say, the girl has guts.

Uncle Luke didn't seem to mind as he nodded and gave Estela a warm smile. ”It had been indeed a while. You're still as cheery as ever I see.”

Zhander and I took our seat in front of the old man and cheery girl.

”Congratulations to the both of you for entering college,” Uncle Luke said. Though his face was expressionless, his voice was higher than usual.

I shot him a knowing smile, and chimed, ”It's all because of you, of course.”

Uncle Luke raised an eyebrow before shifting his eyes on Zhander. ”Can you give Leanna and me a minute.”

Zhander probed his grandfather for a second and shot Estela a look. ”Little Stela, let's wait outside.”

Estela pouted, yet she didn't say anything. She took Zhander's hand, stood to her feet, and went out with Zhander in hand.

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”Uncle Luke, what are you going to tell me?” I started, breaking the long silence.

It had been a while since Estela and Zhander left the room, yet he remained tight lip. I looked at him. This was the first time I saw the intimidating regal man this uneasy, though he was trying to hide it.

”How's your first day at school?” he asked.

My eyebrow arched. ”Uncle Luke, you came all the way here to ask me about my first day at school?” I crossed my arms. ”What are you really going to say?”

We locked eyes in prolonged silence before he averted his gaze and took a deep breath. ”I heard you bought Zoe Collin's painting. One million, sell the painting to me.”