“What are these kids doing here?” Noah asked with his brows creased.Jerson looked at the students who were considered as rogues and the kids that Noah was talking about. Jerson sighed and said, “We’re at the same age. Do I look like a kid to you, Noah?” Shocked, Noah waved his hand in the air while shaking his head. “You are different from them, Jerson. Now, please understand my concern and answer my question properly,” Noah urged. Jerson rolled his eyes and gave Noah his phone. The screen showed the master list of the existing competition candidates. “I entered their names," Jerson said casually like he did not do something illegal. Noah pinched the bridge of his nose out of frustration. For the fifth time again this year, Jerson schemed something and carried it out without consulting him. Although it does not really affect their previous plans, he is still Jerson’s superior and every plan needs his approval for precautionary measures. “That is not w

“Are you looking for this?” Van looked in the direction where the familiar voice came from. There, he saw Leon dragging a man. As Van stared at the unconscious man, he realized that it was the General’s secretary. The General's secretary’s upper body was almost naked. If the man wasn’t wearing an undershirt, he would really suffer from hypothermia as the temperature was very cold. Van's brows furrowed. “What did you do, Young Master?” Leon laughed sarcastically as he kicked the man to push him to get inside the office using his right foot. He then entered the room and extended his hand to Van. “Won’t you kiss the back of my hand like you used to do back then, Van?” he asked. With knitted brows, Van looked at Leon’s hand and saw some small white particles. He could tell that it was a melatonin powder just by the powder type and its color. He knows that melatonin has diverse traits from the other powd

“That brat isn’t my beau, Jerson. You know you’re my Cara, right?” Vishnu asked with his odd soft voice. He held Jerson’s hand. “I can explain!” he added.  Jerson was too stunned to even utter a word. How did Vishnu know that they were in the General’s office? Where did his nerves come from for him to ditch those influential families? Jerson frustratedly sighed. Vishnu really had the guts to do it, and this might cause an uproar that would make those families wary of Vishnu. He rubbed his temple as he could only imagine the aftermath of this sudden turn of events. Vishnu came forward in front of Jerson and held Jerson’s face using his trembling hands. He huffed before looking directly at Jerson's eyes. He then stroked his beloved's face and said, “Let me explain, hmm?”Jerson shoved Vishnu’s hand. “You don’t have to explain, Vishnu,” he mumbled. Vishnu shook his head. “I’ll explain, okay? Please don’

“Take that down or I’ll fucking make your life miserable!” the General shouted as he shoved his things away from his table. He was enraged by how things were getting out of his control. First, the meeting assembly was disturbed by a sudden cyber-attack from a foreign computer address and the hackers dared to play a heinous video. Second, one of the top students was arguing with the lowest section. Third, there was a commotion at the gate caused by the bystander. The General could see the disappointed faces. The wary complexion of those guests made him mad as they had high expectations for the Academy. The disruption was stressing him out. The General unbuttoned his polo shirt and looked at the computer that was being operated by a computer expert. The General was killing the man, who schemed such a ridiculous stunt, in his mind. They disturbed his good time and ruined his damn image and such sin should be rectified by the affiliated punishment. He won’t let this sli

[Cancel Senator Kio Bourner!][Death Penalty for the Criminal General!][Burn the General!][Cancel!][Cancel!]Social media was in an uproar as the netizens were angry at the General’s malfeasances and crimes. They were asking for his infamy. Even his supporters were riled up. They were scammed by a criminal!The media users and reporters started to dig up the statement of the General and all the parties involved. The dispatchers were waiting outside the police stations. They hoped to take a photo of the General and one of the powerful families. Likewise, reporters hoped to get even a single statement from them. One of the social media users asked, “So where are those people who fought for the Senator's innocence? Now that those documents and proofs are disseminated by the media, I'm sure none of you will fight for him again, no? Or are you still blinded and fooled? How does it feel t