After the incident at the academy, I was walking home when it suddenly clicked.The assassin.I completely forgot about her—the one who followed me that day.My expression darkened immediately. Without wasting a second, I took out my phone and called Don Albert, telling him to pick me up right now.Less than ten minutes later, a Ferrari 488 GTB roared to a stop beside me.Heads turned. Conversations stopped. Almost everyone on the street stared.I sighed deeply, got into the car quickly, and Albert sped away as if he owned the road—which, honestly, he kind of did.While we were driving, I glanced at him and said, “Albert, can you be a little low-key next time and not bring this car?”Albert frowned slightly. “But Master, I think this car suits you.”I rubbed my temples. “Tell me something, Albert. How long have you owned this car?”He thought for a moment. “About three years. I bought it at an international convention.”I nodded. “And you use it daily, don’t you?”Albert nodded ag
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