CHAPTER 4

After school, Damien decided to walk home. He was stopped by two black burly men when he got further from his school premises. He angrily scolded "Can't I keep a low profile for God's sake, so I can have some peace of mind too?" "Young master, please get in the car" One of them politely requested. NO!! he strongly refused. "Young master, please don't make it difficult for us, we are only following the old patriarch's orders. He said it's for your safety" they said calmly.

Damien finally relented because he couldn't find fault with the bodyguards for they were only following orders. "This old man won't stop unless he sees me home," Damien thought. He entered the luxurious bulletproof car as the car sped off. "Thankful, he only sent one car after I have shown my displeasure of having a convoy to and fro school, which is too high profile." Damien honestly thought. I am a low-key person, he said teasingly to himself.

The driver was stunned after hearing his young master being so playful today. He secretly pinched himself and he felt a pain "So I am not dreaming, my always cold face young master just cracked a joke, I should count myself lucky for witnessing this scene first". I should have let my colleagues hear this juicy news, the driver entered a gossipy mood without paying attention to what Damien was telling him. He only woke up when he was playfully knocked by Damien in the head.

Yes, young master pardon me for my rudeness, do you need anything? He asked. "stop by the supermarket below the blue skyscraper, I want to personally get something for myself" Damien replied. Ok, sir.

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