NovelBookAfter getting changed, the two of them headed out to the field. As the class's athletic coordinator, Plerce
practically lit up when he saw Alessia arrive.
“Alessia, finally! You're here! Still carrying the class sign for us this year, right? You're the face of our class-once
you walk out there, we're a lock for best in show!” He pressed the placard into her hands before she could even
reply.
The sign, designed by one of the class’s art students to match their custom shirts, stood out brightly in the sea
of people and banners from every class.
While they were busy lining up, parents and families started filing into the stands. A row of luxury cars pulled up
at the gate, catching the attention of Crestview High students who craned their necks to peek through the fence.
“Whoa, those cars must be worth half a million each!”
“Half a million? That's nothing. See the one at the end? I've seen it online-it's worth over four million!”
“Four million! I'd take even a fraction of that. People really do live in a different world.”
“Hey, Zachary-doesn’t your sister go to that school? How cyou're not at their field day?” Zachary’s
seatmate asked, curiosity getting the better of him.
“Maybe his sister's embarrassed to have her brother show up, Ignatius chimed in, smirking.
“One fence apart-his sister's having a fancy sports day with the kids of millionaires, and her poor brother can
only watch from here. Shame, really.” He shook his head, looking at Zachary with exaggerated pity.
The comment made Zachary’s seatmate squirm a little, regretting even bringing it up. Zachary, though, didn’t
react-his expression stayed calm and unreadable, as if nothing could rattle him.
“Let’s go. The bell’s about to ring,” Zachary said quietly.
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“Oh-right.” His seatmate/scrambled to gather his things and hurried after him. Ignatius, left without an audience
for his taunts, scowled, but there wasn’t much else he could do.
“Con, Ignatius. We've got a math quiz in a minute,” someone reminded him.
Ignatius clenched his jaw, feeling a dull ache in his stomach.
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“You okay?
“I'm fine. He took a few deep breaths, steadying himself.
The little passed in a heartbeat. Meanwhile, the owner of that four-million-dollar car finally stepped out.
“Mr. Whitley, the board and other investors are waiting in the conference room.” Larkin opened the passenger
door, and Cole climbed out. His tailored suit added a touch of gravitas to his otherwise youthful face.
“What tdoes the field day start?” Cole asked.
“Nine thirty. The meeting beforehand is just a briefing for the investors on budget allocations-should last about
half an hour.”
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Cole had barely disappeared inside when Ethan and Liam-brothers-walked through the school gates.
Since they'd con foot, a few people glanced their way, but no one approached
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Ethan and Liam didn’t care about any of that. They found their seats as marked on their tickets.
As soon as they sat down, Liam spotted a familiar face in the crowd.
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