When Alexander blamed his mother, Mrs. Rosaline Jones snapped at him, "Don't you dare to point your finger at me, son. I'm completely innocent. You came back last night and had dinner with us. Only then we could talk to you about your transfer. However, before we could tell you more than one sentence, you started to throw a tantrum, made your sister frightened and she couldn't eat properly last night. After that, you stormed into your room and didn't give us any opportunity to talk. In the morning, you sneaked out from your room and stole my car. If you act like this how am I supposed to tell you?"
"Damn it!" Alexander cursed under his breath. He was about to say something but the police arrived. They looked at the mother-son pair and stopped in front of them.
There were two police officers. One of them asked him, "Are you Alexander Jones?"
"I am," Alexander boldly said. He knew his parents would take care of everything.
The police officer said, "We were reported that you don't have a license and yet you drove a car and almost hurt students of this school. You have to come with us, son. We will ask you a few questions."
Mrs. Rosaline Jones asked in anxiety, "Can't I just call the lawyer and settle it here?"
"If it was possible, we wouldn't be here, Mam. Please understand. Your son will be in good hands," the police officer politely said and left with Alexander.
Mrs. Rosaline Jones called her family lawyer and told him to go to the police station and then contacted her husband and told him everything. Her husband, Lawrence Smith nearly lost his temper and then called the Vice Principal.
The Vice Principal heard what he had to say and then asked, "Tell me Mr. Jones, does your son dance and perform all over the world?"
Mr. Lawrence Jones didn't know how to answer this abrupt question. He hesitated before answering, "N-no…"
The Vice Principal continued questioning, "Does your son play the piano?"
"No, but-"
"Is he good at controlling his temper and responsible for his job?" the Vice Principal inquired without holding back.
"Uh-"
The Vice Principal asked further, "Is he the team leader of a champion indoor basketball team?"
"He is a basketball team leader but-"
The Vice Principal gave the last blow, "What about study? Is he the top student in his class?"
"…" Mr. Lawrence Jones was completely silent. He finally realized how incompetent his son was.
"It looks like your son meets none of the criteria. How useless! And he still dares to harm my students who have these qualities. If something were to happen to them, would they turn into them and fulfill our school's desire? Or will you produce children and make them like those students? If you can't, cut the crap," the Vice Principal hung up the call. There was no reason for her to continue talking to this rubbish family. She was completely pissed off.
Meanwhile, Alexander Jones was taken to the police station, and soon after he did, the lawyer arrived. After a few questions and a warning, the police had to let him go.
The lawyer drove him to his house. On the way, he asked the lawyer, "Do you know what happened to Larry?"
The lawyer narrowed his eyes. "The son of President Luther Smith, yes I know him. He is your friend, isn't he?"
"Since you know everything, give me the information about who he drugged and who hit him. I'm curious about President Han's son and the adoptive daughter," Alexander ordered.
He knew Larry. Larry was a boy who always liked girls with good quality. He had dated many girls. He changed his girlfriend's more than he changed his cell phones. For some reason, Alexander wanted to know which girl his friend was after.
"As you wish," the lawyer agreed.
After reaching his house, he freshened up and had his dinner. Afterward, he got an email from the lawyer. There was detailed information about Mo Yuan and his friends.
However, he found little information about Han Luo. The lawyer tried his best but he could only gather Han Luo's information after she was adopted by the Han Family. Before that, where she was, how she was, what she did, that information was completely gone.
Alexander was bewildered after seeing the pictures of three boys and one girl. He just met them in the school compound and fought against them. Even more shocking part was that his rival in the basketball team was one of them. At that time, he was so angry that he couldn't recognize Han Sheng Ming even though he was wearing a jersey.
An eerie smile crept on his lips. "Interesting… I didn't think we would meet so soon. It must be fate."
Fate indeed played an important role by making them meet like that.
His eyes landed on Han Luo's photo. In the picture, she was wearing a ballet dress. She was ready to perform. Her black pearl like eyes were full of confidence and strength. Her beautiful white face was pure. Her black shiny hair was darker than the new moon night. Her pink lips were rosier than any ripe fruit.
Alexander let out a chuckle. "What… is Larry now interested in pure girls? Unbelievable!" His finger tapped on the girl's face. He recalled how composed she was even though she was facing death. She lost her composer after seeing Tang Yujin and Han Sheng Ming injured. She even fainted on the spot.
'So her weakness is her those two boys. Does she have feelings for them?' Alexander wondered. He found several photos of her dancing in many competitions and her modeling pictures. She looked like a new person in every picture. It was such a refreshing sight. "You have good taste, my friend. She is indeed intriguing."
He recollected the incident of how Mo Yuan was hugging her so close to him. He narrowed his eyes. His eyes flickered in delight. "Is there any rectangle love story behind everything? All the boys are connected to her.. This is going to be so much fun from now on."