The Fake Son Is A Billionaire Young Master

Cafeteria Everyone was aware that answering x Mr. Zach's question would be challenging for a first-year student, of course, but instead of acknowledging that Jeff was ignorant, they chose to point the finger at him for answering.

Jeff was aware that the Lecturer was merely attempting to make him look foolish. The Lecturer was a friend of Professor Sean. Maybe, he is trying to get back at him because Professor Sean.

After the class, Jeff headed to Professor Paul's class. Since the accident, they had not laid eyes on one another.

While Ricky was being held for questioning, Arlina had not yet offered

an apology to Jeff.

As Jeff entered Professor EMM, he found himself face to face with Professor Sean and Elias. They were huddled around a desk, discussing something in low voices.

Elias's mood soured at the sight of Jeff and he uncomfortably shifted glances.

"Jeff" Professor Paul called. "Let's discuss this later, Professor Sean and Elias." Before Elias left, he locked eyes with Jeff and smirked. He'd heard of Jeff's accident but he was too big to visit him, he didn't feel the need to do so.

They were not related; these kinds of things are unnecessary.

"How are you doing, Jeff? You look more better than before" Paul made an effort to diffuse their awkwardness — together. He could tell Jeff was upset.

"Where did you go? I am beginning to believe that you may be withholding something important from me. I am not sure I want to know, but I do not want anything similar to what happened years ago to occur again." Jeff's voice was clear and held no harshness but Professor Paul knew Jeff, he knew what Jeff was insinuating.

"Are you here to talk to me about this?" Professor Paul asked, a small smile appearing on his lips. "I just traveled to the Fezland because of some things."

"I do not care," Jeff said, moving to sit across from Professor Paul. "When are you going to that place? The boxing— ring? I need to see Blade." "Why? You want to make a concoction" Professor asked while laughing. "You should really consider Modern Medicine, instead of Traditional Medicine." Or is it possible for me to get his phone number? Jeff answered, deliberately ignoring Professor Paul. "I've some questions to ask him." Paul said, "I believe he is back in Starry City," which shocked Jeff.

"Back? Does that mean he was here before?" He asked and Professor Paul nodded.

"You will meet him soon, be calm"

Paul replied.

After Jeff left, he went to the school cafeteria for lunch. There was where he was supposed to meet Jamie and Liam.

Perhaps because it was midday, Jeff was spared the looks he got in the morning.

Although they were constantly looking at him, it wasn't at before.

He placed his food order and waited for Liam and Jamie by sitting in a corner near the window.

As he was waiting and eating, a boy approached him. Jude, wearing loose clothing, sat across from Jeff and tapped the table with his hand. Two friends were standing behind him. Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

"What are you doing?" Jeff asked, his face contorting into anger.

"I just want to tease you. You look easy to tease" Jude laughed. Taking something from Jeff's tray, he stuffed it into his mouth. "I have always been curious about who you are, you know.

On the first day of school, you turned the whole school upside down. You are kinda amazing." Jeff had encountered people like this back in high school. At the time, he was only known as Edward Hemsworth's notorious brother, and as a result, many people would constantly attempt to intimidate him.

He would always let them pick on him, but then he would return to give them a taste of their own medicine.

For years, Jeff would carry out this covert action, and nobody was aware of 1t.

He never told anyone about it because he did not want his actions to bring the Hemsworth Family into disgrace.

But now he was no longer a member of the Hemsworth. He could do whatever he likes to get rid of jerks.

"Hey, dude. Just f*ck off and stop being problematic" Jeff answered, a displeased look on his face.

Jude, hearing this, thought he was dreaming. Was that a swear word Jeff just said to him? "Did you just... Did you..." "Yes, I did. Do you have a problem with it?" Jeff interrupted, his tone tinged with icy tone.

"Do you think you could just bully anyone or tease me?" Jeff had a

disbelief look on his face.

"Do you know who you are trying to insult?!" Jude asked with clenched teeth. "I can ruin your life with just a punch and there's nobody that will help you. You are just a country Bumpkin from Arty City." Jude's angry voice garnered a lot of attention.

"Why don't you try and punch me? And see what happens next?" Though Jeff had shown remarkable restraint, refusing to engage in Jude's torment, the students were still all concerned.

Jude was not only an All-Star student but also a skilled Karate fighter who had been fighting since he was a young child. He is well known in the city and

has a ton of awards.

The students in the cafeteria held their breath, waiting to see what would happen next.

Just as the situation threatened to escalate further, a piercing shriek cut through the silence.

The high-pitched scream bounced off the cafeteria walls, drawing everyone's eyes to the source. When the students saw who had arrived, their expressions quickly changed from worry to surprise.

Someone yelled, "Fred Swinton is here!" but the sudden silence somewhat muffled their voice. The name echoed through the room, taking hold and spreading rapidly.

With everyone's attention focused on

the cafeteria entrance, even Jude momentarily forgot about his challenge. Sie As the noise began to die down, a figure finally emerged from the doorway.

Fred Swinton walked with purpose toward the center of the cafeteria. His stout shoulders and self-assured gait left awe in his wake.

A profound silence descended upon the packed room, so quiet you could have heard a pin drop.

The students, previously focused on the imminent confrontation, shifted their attention to the unexpected arrival of Fred Swinton. Whispers of curiosity and surprise circulated through the space, mingling with nervous energy.

Without hesitation, Fred stopped right in front of Jeff. His deep eyes met Jeff's, the intensity of their gaze palpable even from a distance.

No one could believe what was unfolding before their eyes.

"Mr. Jeff," Fred said in a low voice.

""Please, let's talk."