Chapter 434 - Alls Clear (1/2)

Kyle didn't move and simply lay there like a log. Stiff as a board and his head was turned away, his face showing how angry he was.

Randall reluctantly got off Kyle, deciding not to push any further. He was well aware of how angry the boy was, and that if he pressed on too much, the boy would retaliate in ways that would be destructive to the both of them.

Kyle's blatant anger and displeasure at him did not bother him at all, though. He knew that it would happen and he was confident that in time, Kyle would see and understand his actions. The boy was still young, and impulsive.

Randall was more than prepared for the cold war that would happen.

He had plenty of time to coax him.

All his life, actually.

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It didn't take long for the news to hit the headlines.

”Uprising star missing”

”Smith Heir suspected dead”

The police made a statement, urging the public for any information that they might have. They stated that the investigations were still going on, and that it was too early to make any conclusions. The clothes were suspected to be Kyle's but until forensics went through it, they could not make any conclusion.

There was Kay there as well, standing beside him and crying. Xing Han was beside her, holding her by the waist and she was leaning on him for support. She would be wiping her eyes daintly with a handkerchief, while Xing Han's own eyes puffy and red. Sam's face was impassive, his posture stiff but if anyone knew him, they could tell how much he was affected.

Once the chief of police made his statement, Kay stepped forward and made a heartfelt plea to anyone to come forward. Her sad, angelic face on a girl that was trying to hard to be strong, tugged at everyone's heartstrings.

A reward was offered for any information, no matter how small.

Kyle was watching the news and he threw the remote control at the screen, smashing it. He kicked the chair he was on and went to the window, to look at the hotel on the opposite side - where the press statement was being made.

Not once did he spare a glance towards the man that was watching him from the desk.

Randall was equally silent, letting the young boy vent.

Of course, it would be painful to watch, but he wanted Kyle to watch.

To see the helplessness of the whole situation, and surrendering himself completely to him.

Though Kyle appeared to be looking out, in reality, he was thinking hard.

It had been only two days but it felt like a lifetime. During that entire time, Randall didn't touch him nor try to speak to him. He just observed. He waited.

Kyle admired Randall's persistence and patience. He was also familiar with this mindgame that Randall was playing. He wanted Kyle to see how his ties to this world were being cut, and burned, so that the only person that he could rely on, was him.

Kyle couldn't leave as the threat over his parents and the Elite Five families were still there.

At least he didn't have to wear the makeshift toga anymore.

Clothes had been delivered by Randall's henchmen, and they didn't stay. Kyle and Randall ate in the room, sometimes the hotel's food, sometimes delivered by food deliveries. Kyle would refuse to eat at the same table as Randall, choosing to just sit near the window.