As soon as Zenith walked out of Dr. Albert’s chamber, his way was blocked by Mr. Clark who stood tall, holding a serious look towards him. eting his gaze, before Zenith could mutter a word, Mr. Clark urged at first, "Young Master, I have been keenly waiting to discuss sothing with you. Care to follow outside?"
Just reading his expression, Zenith already had a clue regarding what Mr. Clark intended to talk to him. Knowing him since he was a kid and well aware of his ticulous nature, Zenith smirked at him, "Of course."
They walked outside the hospital corridor to the nearest greenery yard where there were separate benches arranged around. Zenith hopped on one of such benches and tried to light a cigarette, but realizing that he had forgotten the lighter, he urged, "Mr. Clark, hand a lighter. I think I forgot mine back in the Academy."
His request made him scowl a bit before Mr. Clark reluctantly handed him a lighter he mumbled, "Young Master, I know you must be aware that smoking isn’t allowed there inside the Academy...so why would you break the rules—"
"I never follow any rule that I didn’t make."
Zenith curtly interrupted his words while sliding a cold gaze at Mr. Clark’s face. He emitted a big puff of smoke while arching his back to sit relaxedly on the bench while addressing in an adamant tone, "I have done further extre things inside the Academy, such as drugs, and even took part in a few orgies. Then how co you are just nagging about a little smoke?"
His stubborn answer silenced Mr. Clark briefly as he couldn’t stop blankly gazing at the kind of person Zenith had transford himself into.
Unknowingly, every ti he t with Zenith which also gradually lessened after he was enrolled in the Elite Academy, Mr. Clark would try to find the lost traces of that diligent little boy Zenith who was once radiant and cheerful like a warm ray of sunshine, in this cold-hearted, relentless person he had gradually evolved into.
While he was staring intently into him, a deep thought struck his mind, ’Is this one of your ways of getting back at your father, Young Master? Even if it ans ruining your life by becoming this kind of twisted person?’
"Co on, I didn’t co here to hear you whining, Mr. Clark. You can get straight to the point now." His silence seed to irk Zenith a bit as he grunted, crossing his legs one over another.
Jolting back to his senses from his scowl, and pushing his glass fra above his nose ridge with his fingertips, Mr. Clark muttered in a stiff voice, "Yes, I am aware that you have committed further extre deeds, Young Master. But care to explain why would you resort to kidnapping and bringing that boy here against his will? As far I know, he is a newbie in the Academy, so what relationship do you have with him?"
"Pfft!" Zenith snorted at his question while emitting another big puff of smoke as he answered averting his gaze back on him, "Since when did I beco the type to maintain a relationship with soone, Mr. Clark?"
"I am not pointing that Young Master, I just—"
"Yes, he is a rookie, and I bet you must have already done a background check on him, right?" Interrupting his query, Zenith used his domineering serious tone while further conversing, "He’s a stubborn guy who wouldn’t have co here if I had cordially asked him to, so I chose the best option available. He might be nagging and very angry with now, but I did it all for his sake."
"Yes, that’s what I want to ask, Young Master. Since when did you beco the type of person who would bother to worry about anyone’s sake? You have always been apathetic towards everyone around you, isn’t it true?"
Mr. Clark imdiately asked back, making Zenith wince from his question as he couldn’t apply his nonchalant act on him when it involved Kylian.
While Zenith narrowed his dark pupils, Mr.Clark further continued his interrogations, "To the extent of worrying for that boy who has a severe ill-temperant and a foul mouth, and bringing him to your personal doctor all by yourself, I don’t think it is quite possible if you have nothing to do with him, Young Master."
"Fine, then I will be honest. After a long ti, I ca across soone who’s pretty amusing, and that’s why I have decided to keep him as my new plaything for the ti being." Zenith hurriedly ca up with a blatant excuse as he had sohow underestimated how sharp Mr. Clark’s observation could be at certain points.
Smashing the cigarette butt under his shoes, he sounded a little vexed when he continued, "Once I am bored with him, I will toss him away, just as I had been doing with my other toys until now. This isn’t sothing unusual of , right, Mr. Clark?"
Even though Zenith tried hard to impose on the part of having no deep relationship involved with Kylian, Mr. Clark stayed quiet for a mont, observing his jittery body language.
It was the first ti he saw Zenith actually getting unsettled while being inquired about soone, so it piqued Mr. Clark to ask his next question, "Is that boy...and Alpha?"
"Of course! W-What the hell are you even doubting about?" This ti Zenith jolted up from the bench and stood tall facing Mr. Clark before he scowled at him, "Didn’t you see his build? He’s a strong Alpha, however, not stronger than . If not then how would he have been enrolled in the Academy?"
His angry snarl flinched Mr. Clark a bit as it was the first ti he saw Zenith snap hard at him for defending soone!
But his mind was contemplated as Mr. Clark couldn’t shake off his strong doubt regarding Kylian.
Keeping a brief silence, he wondered, ’If that boy was indeed an Alpha, then why didn’t I feel his pheromones all the way while coming here? He seed very irked and restless on the way, and from my experience with the Alphas around , in a stressed state, an Alpha would usually emit a larger amount of pheromones compared to normal.
’But how co I couldn’t sense his scent as if he was injected with a pheromone inhibitor? But that mostly happens in the case of ogas...right?’
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