"Oh, you''re the professor''s son. Nice to meet you. I''m really sorry for the misunderstanding earlier. I


    was too sensitive," I said apologetically and extended my right hand to shake his, feeling so


    embarrassed that I could bury my head in the ground.


    "I rarely attend these kinds of gatherings, and I''m not very familiar with them. I must''ve made a fool of


    myself. I apologize."


    I really felt ashamed. He came over with good intentions, yet I mistook him for some scheming


    opportunist. Were there really so many bad people in this world?


    At this moment, I was doubting the education and guidance my parents gave me.


    Xavier seemed to appreciate my embarrassment. Heughed heartily with a slight wrinkle in his nose


    and shallow dimples on his cheeks.


    "My dad said you had a stubborn personality and wouldn''t ept what I brought. I didn''t believe him


    and had to try. I even made a bet with the old man. I thought I had it in the bag, but I never expected to


    lose so miserably."


    "Okay, I''m sorry. It didn''t matter who brought it as I wouldn''t have epted it either way."


    "You really have a strong personality," he remarked and pointed to the couch nearby, indicating that we


    should sit down and chat.


    ncing at the people mingling around, I felt morefortable talking to him than trying to fit in. After


    all, he was an acquaintance, and he was young and lively. It was easier to talk to him. I felt more


    rxed, not to mention safer.


    I casually sat down after that thought and took a sip of the orange juice he handed me.


    Xavier King, the professor''s only son, was only 20 years old and stood out among his peers in the


    Kings. Without a doubt, he''ll be the one to take over the reins of the Kings in the future.


    It was quite remarkable to have such an extraordinary status at such a young age. He possessed a


    pure gaze and had an approachable personality, which was not easy to maintain.


    This was undoubtedly due to the professor''s excellent upbringing. It further elevated my admiration and


    respect for him.


    "You have no idea how much trouble I''ve been through with the old man because of you," Xavier said


    with a hint of resentment. "Oh?" I raised an eyebrow.


    He leaned back on the couch and vigorously patted his legs with his right hand to express his


    frustration.


    "You''re the one my dad always


    praises andpares me to. You''re the talented one, making me envious and jealous. I even started to


    hate you. I used to think I was pretty good and above averagepared to my peers. But I''m just trash


    when


    "Tell me, why is my dad so proud of you? What kind of charm do you have that made him take notice?"


    I chuckled softly. "Professor King has been both a teacher and a father figure to me for four years. He''s


    one of the men I respect and admire most in the world."


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    Xavier was talkative and lively. His


    eyes were bright, and he seemed to be carefree, but he was always mindful of boundaries. That made


    me feelfortable. It was evident that he had been raised well.


    "One of them?" He caught the emphasis in my words and asked curiously, "Who''s the other?"


    "My dad, of course."


    He burst intoughter, the sound loud enough to attract the attention of those nearby.


    A waiter pointed me in the direction, and I walked over there alone.


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