Chapter 269


    Zephyr looked at the string of digits. It was from the University of Centrolis, but it started with 02. If


    he remembered correctly, it was the hotline of the university’s board of trustees.


    1/3 of the university board consisted of people rted to the Tanners.


    The corner of Zephyr’s lips quivered as realization dawned on him shortly.


    “What’s the matter?” Cordelia looked at him in worry. “Is there something wrong with the number?”


    “It’s fine. Hold on.”


    Zephyr went to the balcony.


    Cordelia looked at his back from the living room in a daze. The man made several calls and lowered


    his voice. He spoke unhurriedly in aposed manner.


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    ‘This is what it is like to be a king…’


    Cordelia jolted and looked down, feeling her cheeks heat up.


    “Carter asked softly, “Sis, do you think Zephyr really has a way?”


    “Mm, I think so.” Her voice was so low it was barely audible.


    “Oh…” Carter nodded and suddenly sighed. “Cordelia, I’m lucky my brother-inw’s Zephyr


    Hamerton and not Marcus Grist. Sigh, it’s better to have a powerful brother-inw!”


    Cordelia looked at him in silence.


    When Zephyr came back from the balcony, he wore a rxed smile.


    “I’ve basically sorted this out. I’ll go to the school board in another two days.” He looked at Carter


    and patted his shoulder. “Stay home these two days, like a short break.”


    “Okay!” Carter grinned, his heart falling back into its ce.


    Cordelia was quite surprised. He had resolved something so huge instantly? It would not be good


    for Carter if Zephyr had pressured the school using his status. After all, the one who stood out


    would be targeted. She also hoped that Carter could study and focus in peace.


    How was he going to do that now?


    It was as if Zephyr could read her mind as he whispered next to her ear, “I was afraid that you’d be


    upset, so I didn’t reveal our rtionship to anyone. Unless… you give me a status one day!”


    Cordelia giggled.


    Zephyr held her hand. Her giggle went straight to his heart, breaking his tough exterior.


    The doorbell rang then. Cordelia opened the door and was greeted by an anxious Robert.


    “Sir, Elder Mr. Hamerton’s asking for you. He’s urged several times!”


    “Mm, I know,” Zephyr replied nonchntly.


    He was about to leave when he seemed to realize something and twirled around to tug Cordelia.


    “I’m leaving.”


    Cordelia nodded. “Okay.”


    He was disappointed. “You’re not sending me off?”


    Cordelia chuckled with a hand over her mouth. She wore her shoes quickly and went downstairs


    with Zephyr.


    The poor Robert hurried off speedily. He was not going to be a third wheel!


    Cordelia and Zephyr strolled in the residential area. The ce was not big, so one round took less


    than five minutes. No matter how many rounds they went, though, Zephyr was reluctant to send


    Cordelia back upstairs.


    Cordelia halted when she passed her ce for the eighth time that night. “Zephyr Hamerton!”


    “Hmm?”


    “I’m really going home!”