Chapter 1353
Sophia strolled around the campus on her own. It was still early, so she decided to walk around and
explore the ce. Her meal card had just been topped up with cash, so she was about to go to the
cafeteria to grab a bite when a bicycle suddenly came to a halt beside her. Its rider had the Fletchers’
signature crew cut.
Without turning back, he parked the bike to one side and said, “Get on.”
Delighted to see him, Sophia mounted the bike while asking, “Nate, are you here for your sses too?”
Focused on riding his bike, Nathan answered, “Yeah.”
He had been raised in the manor since he was young and was taught by the best private tutors who
provided him with the finest education. But, because Michael didn’t have time to look after him, he was
distant and cold. Having refused to go to kindergarten, he began his studies at Bayside University
when he was five years old after Michael donated a building.
Just like that, he had already been at Bayside University for ten years.
A few years ago, Sophia had brought him from the East Entrance to the South Entrance on her
Yamaha bike. She had brought him to the cafeteria to grab a meal, held him while he performed a m
dunk, and even brought him to the cybercafé to y games. She had even brought him to eat kebabs
and to the night market to y ring toss.
Those memories were filled with a riot of colors.
After all these years, he was now the one carrying her on his bicycle.
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Sitting in the back seat, Sophia was smiling as brightly as the sun. As she enjoyed the early summer
breeze, she caught a whiff of the fresh smell that had appeared in her dreams. Perhaps it was from one
of the memories that she had lost.
Eyes, a shade of green, and the smell of books. No, something seems to be missing…
All of a sudden, she saw a bicycle catching up to them on the tree-lined path that was covered by
ovepping greenery.
Warm sunlight shone down on the man, making him appear radiant. He seemed to emit a faint milky
white halo and was as ethereal as a light feather. Every pore on his body was exuding the fresh aura of
sunlight as if he was a God who had just descended into the mortal world from the heavens.
He looked like he was once d in golden armor and divine clothing but was now dressed in a white
shirt. The colorful clouds he used to step on had transformed into a rented ofo.
In Sophia’s eyes, he would always be the unparalleled deity who arrived on colorful clouds. He was her
hero, and he belonged to her alone.
Michael chased them from behind, closing the distance between him and Sophia. She seemed to be
able to glimpse theyer of sweat on his head rising, forming a faint fog.
“Michael!” Sophia called out.
Michael grinned, his eternally young face still full of vigor.
Sitting in front, Nathan nced at Michael, who was catching up on his ofo, and scoffed. Oh, you old
man.
He didn’t know what Sophia saw in this old man back then.
How nice would it have been if she had gotten with ude instead!
With this thought in mind, Nathan pedaled harder. His bike was far ahead, and the gap between them
widened.
Michael frowned. Brat! Now that your wings have hardened, not only do you want to fly, but you’re even
trying to swat me away.
He exerted more strength and the two bicycles advanced together. Soon, they caught up to Harry, who
was up front, as well as Stanley and Sean who were at the concession stand buying water and snacks.
“Hey, wait for us!” Stanley quickly threw the snacks and water into his basket before rushing to catch
up.
Sophia waved at them. “Come on, stupid dog!”
They were no longer teenagers, but the lot of themughed and joked around as they sped off toward
the warm sunlight.
Quinton was riding an ofo as well, but he didn’t join them for sses. Instead, he rode toward the
concession stand. After returning the bike, he went in to buy a coffee, then realized that he could only
pay with a meal card, not cash.
He opened his wallet to search for it, then found the teacher’s meal card he had used years ago, which
still happened to have several thousand in it.
He bought a cup of coffee, then walked into the school. He got to the university’s alumni corridor where
photos and information of the most decorated students that Bayside University had for the past century
since their establishment was posted.
There was Michael, Harry, Sophia, Cooper, Linus, and of course, himself.
Unfortunately, his was a ck-and-white portrait. A few years ago, his identity was exposed, and he
was ready to capture Sophia, but everything ended up in smoke. Afterward, he disappeared from the
world.
ording to the news, he had volunteered to be taken hostage in order to save the students that had
been kidnapped by a terrorist group. After getting them out, he had sacrificed himself.
Bayside University had hung his picture in the alumni corridor where freshmen would get to know him
at the start of every school year.
Every student knew that there used to be a handsome and charming teacher at Bayside University who
taught economicw and financial ounting. He was the second son of the distinguished rk
Family and Bayside University’s youngest teacher. Every year during summer break, he would go to
Africa to do volunteer work, as his biggest dream was to leave everything behind and go teach in the
remote mountainous areas.
He was supposedly buried in the cemetery outside the city, and every year during Ancestors’ Day, the
students of Bayside University would visit his grave and pay their respects.
Tilting his head, Quinton looked up at his former face smiling back at him in the ck and white frame.
When the photo was taken, his smile had been serious and genuine.
Looking back on the past thirty years, he was happiest when he was studying and working at Bayside
University.
Following Tanya’s advice, he married into the rk Family. All they knew was that he came from
abroad, his grades were excellent, and that he had sessfully gotten into Bayside University. He
continued his studies abroad after graduating, then upon returning, he went back to Bayside University
to be a teacher. He would go overseas from time to time to participate in academic seminars as well as
travel during the holidays.
His stepfather treated him well and regarded Quinton as his own. He was proud of him, and would
often boast about how outstanding his second son was.
Quinton would call him ‘Dad’, and their rtionship was genuine.
Everything was obviously splendid, but he still managed to ruin everything with his own hands.
No one knew that at the age of fourteen, he was already the leader of the Phantom Wolf and he had
countless blood debts on his hands.
His past had been filled with lies and illusions. Tanya had helped him remarry so that he could have a
new identity that would facilitate his movements in Bayside City. However, their ultimate goal was to
take revenge on the Fletchers.
Nevertheless, even in that illusion, everyone had been sincerely good to him, but he had pushed them
all away, tearing up this perfect but real illusion with his bare hands.
The thought of living in this fantasy forever had, in fact, crossed his mind often. Oh, how great it
would’ve been!
Looking at his former self, Quinton took a sip of coffee and a faint smile yed on his lips. He exhaled
a cocoa-infused breath, then turned around to throw away the cup. Unknowingly, his eyes had gotten
moist with tears.
Sophia was in ss, so Michael wandered around to enjoy a breath of fresh air. At some point, he saw
Quinton sitting on the grass, basking in the sun. Surrounded by several students, he held a book as he
exined a topic to a student.
“The answer to this question is notplete. This question covers four main points, and ording to
the case materials, there is a trap here…”
In a serious manner, he exined the question with ease. Michael waited for the group of students to
leave before walking up to him and asking, “How about youe back to continue teaching?”