Chapter 482


    Elijah’s phone rang. He picked it up.


    “Mr. Bourne, Miss Maka took Ian to the national children''s codingpetition finals today.”


    Maka’s bodyguard’s voice came from the other end.


    Elijah furrowed his brows in confusion, “What are you talking about?”


    The bodyguard repeated, then exined, “Miss Maka didn’t want me to tell you.”


    “Then why are you telling me now?” Elijah rubbed his temples, a bad feeling creeping into his mind.


    The bodyguard continued, “Ian just won the championship, and Miss Maka was so happy she ran up


    on stage, but she got recognized. Things got a bit out of control. Miss Maka wasn’t hurt but she was


    definitely scared.”


    Listening to this unexpected ident, Elijah felt like he was being spun a yarn. Why would Maka


    take Ian to a codingpetition? Ian was shy, not fond of strangers. He should have been reluctant to


    participate in thepetition, how was he convinced?


    “Send me the address.” Elijahmanded sternly before hanging up.


    ...


    A park near the Tech Museum.


    Ian was tired and sat on a park bench. Maka holding his gold trophy, sat next to him.


    “Ian, I’m sorry.” Maka looked at him apologetically, “I wanted you to get into the gifted program, so I


    made you enter thepetition.”


    Ian red at her, “Why go to the gifted program?”


    “My teacher said that people in the gifted ss are all very smart. I thought you’d be happier there.”


    Maka shared her thoughts, “Because everyone is just like you in there. If there was a ce filled


    with people like me, I’d be so happy.”


    Ian wanted to argue, but seeing her hopeful expression, he felt torn. He didn’t want to me her, but he


    was worried she would pull something like this again.


    “You think just because you’re my aunt, you can interfere in my life?” Ian stood up from the bench,


    warning her, “Even if you are my aunt, I don’t need you to manage me!”


    With that, he stormed off.


    Maka held the trophy, following him, continuously apologizing, “Ian, don’t be angry. If you don’t want


    to go to the gifted program, then don’t! I won’t make you angry again, I’m sorry.”


    But Ian wasn’t just mad at Maka, he was mad at Elijah too. “I hate Elijah!”


    Maka felt helpless, but there was nothing she could do to make him like Elijah. All she could do was


    make sure Ian didn’t hate her.


    “Ice cream.” Ian didn’t want to dwell on the past events, so he changed the topic.


    “I’ll go get it right now. Wait here.” Maka held the trophy, darting off.


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    Maka and Elijah were twopletely different people; he shouldn’t lump them together.


    Outside the park, a ck Rolls-Royce was parked steadily. When Elijah entered the park, his intense


    gaze fell on Ian who was standing by a flower bed. Maybe it was because his gaze was too direct, Ian


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