Chapter 482
Chapter 482
Elijah’s phone rang. He picked it up.
“Mr. Bourne, Miss Makayla took Ian to the national children's coding competition finals today.”
Makayla’s bodyguard’s voice came from the other end. All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.
Elijah furrowed his brows in confusion, “What are you talking about?”
The bodyguard repeated, then explained, “Miss Makayla 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 Makayla was so happy she ran up
on stage, but she got recognized. Things got a bit out of control. Miss Makayla wasn’t hurt but she was
definitely scared.”
Listening to this unexpected accident, Elijah felt like he was being spun a yarn. Why would Makayla
take Ian to a coding competition? Ian was shy, not fond of strangers. He should have been reluctant to
participate in the competition, how was he convinced?
“Send me the address.” Elijah commanded sternly before hanging up.
...
A park near the Tech Museum.
Ian was tired and sat on a park bench. Makayla holding his gold trophy, sat next to him.
“Ian, I’m sorry.” Makayla looked at him apologetically, “I wanted you to get into the gifted program, so I
made you enter the competition.”
Ian glared at her, “Why go to the gifted program?”
“My teacher said that people in the gifted class are all very smart. I thought you’d be happier there.”
Makayla shared her thoughts, “Because everyone is just like you in there. If there was a place 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 blame 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.
Makayla 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 Makayla, he was mad at Elijah too. “I hate Elijah!”
Makayla 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.” Makayla held the trophy, darting off.
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Makayla and Elijah were two completely different people; he shouldn’t lump them together.
Outside the park, a black 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
looked up, meeting his gaze.