<i>"He’s a tough one...like Thomas said," Bruce said nonchntly. </i>


    <i>"He sure is, sir," the man seated in the driver’s seat responded, ncing at his boss through the rearview mirror. "I also saw him with a girl earlier, and from what I saw, he seems to be infatuated with that girl," the man added. He was the one Bruce had sent to keep an eye on the Wace twins—rather, on Xander. </i>


    <i>"Hmm..." Bruce hummed in amusement as he stroked the little stubble on his chin. "I’m not surprised. Continue observing him. I have a feeling he has more potential than that Xavier boy."</i>


    <i>"Of course, sir." The driver responded. </i>


    <i>From the corners of his eyes, Bruce sighted Xavier walking towards his car, eye wandering from one ce to another, probably wondering if Xander had already left. </i>


    <i>Once Xavier got into his car and the driver zoomed off, Bruce scoffed. </i>


    <i>"That little one might bring trouble."</i>


    <i>A few days passed with Xander assisting Arabe and the other students with the school’s Annual sportspetition. The teachers and board of directors for the school finally announced it would be better to have thepetition after Valentine’s Day and everyone was excited. </i>


    <i>"Is he still avoiding you?" Maxwell asked, nudging Xavier slightly with his elbow to get his attention. </i>


    <i>"Leave him," Xavier mumbled. </i>


    <i>He’d thought with the way he spoke with his brother, Xander would at least try to turn a new leaf. </i>


    <i>Their father had ignored their mother’sints and had decided to have most of the properties shared between Xavier, Richard, and Kace which seemed to have angered Xander a lot more, and he’d chosen to not say a word ever since. </i>


    <i>All he did was wake up, eat breakfast, and go to school on weekdays then go to clubs before heading back home. </i>


    <i>Mr Wace didn’t care at all about how Xander was holding up with his criticism. He felt that Xander was hellbent on destroying his family’s name, so he didn’t care at all. </i>


    <i>The only ones who asked about Xander’s wellbeing were his mother’s bad grandma. </i>


    <i>The day Xander took Arabe out for a date finally arrives. </i>


    <i>"You look as beautiful as always," heplimented. </i>


    <i>"Thank you," she mumbled, feeling a lot more shy than she thought she would be from hanging around with Xander. </i>


    <i>Since the past few days, they’d gotten closer with Xander buying some pretty gifts she wished she could reject, but they were just too cute to do so. </i>


    <i>They were at the park which was decorated beautifully to celebrate the lover’s day for the public who also wished to spend their time there. </i>


    <i>All of a sudden, Xander snapped his head back to look at something. </i>


    <i>"What’s wrong?" Arabe questioned, worry evident in her tone. </i>


    <i>"It’s nothing...." He trailed off, his eyes still scanning the area. </i>


    <i>For the slightest moment, he felt someone’s gaze on him. This wasn’t the first time he’d started feeling like this. </i>


    <i>For a second, he thought it could be that Bruce man who imed to be his father’s friend was keeping an eye on him—watching him. </i>


    <i>But Bruce hasn’t visited the school since the first time he asked to speak with Xander and thetter refused. </i>


    <i>"It’s nothing," he repeated, assurance evident in his tone this time around. </i>


    <i>He shrugged off that feeling and refocused on her instead. </i>


    <i>**</i>


    <i>"Did you know that your son is actually in love?" Bruce asked Mr. Wace as he quickly kissed a girl who was seated on hisp,pletely half-naked and ready to be taken. </i>


    <i>"Xavier is not in love with anyone," Mr Wace imed, ring at the same girl that had intended toe near him the other time he’de to the club. </i>


    <i>A deep sound rumbled in Bruce’s throat as he chuckled. </i>


    <i>"When did I say Xavier? I meant Xander, he’s the one in love."</i>


    <i>As soon as the name slipped out from Bruce’s mouth, he found it unable to gulp down his drink peacefully. </i>


    <i>"If you think Xander has done something worthy, then you must know that the girl is from a middle-ss family."</i>


    <i>"I have many questions and I’m not going to dy asking them. Why are you spying on Xander?" Mr Wace questioned. Bruce was not new to hisints whenever Xander did something terrible. Mr Wace would alwayse to vent his frustrations to Bruce. </i>


    <i>"I needed to see this useless son of yours you spoke about giving you a headache all the time," Bruce replied nonchntly. </i>


    <i>The girl seated on theirp, together with the one seated on his left side started making out and he was tempted to join in. </i>


    <i>"And I must say, he looks anything but useless to me," Bruce added, keeping eye contact with Mr Wace this time. </i>