Chapter 899: Finally

"The great-grandfather of your grand father…?"

Although the boy's presence was not really welcome as Miss Pepondosovich was not in a good mood from having searched for nothing, her penchant for drama has once again piqued and resurrected her curiosity; her ears almost popping out from her head and revealing herself as a god.

It wasn't only her, however, as Riley and Esme also turned to look at the boy.

"You're saying that the founder of the Academy is your ancestor?" Miss Pepondosovich squinted her eyes; her voice, revealing her disbelief as she slowly approached the boy, "But we were told by the doctor that you're from the slums."

"I am," the boy scoffed, before spitting on the floor that the three just cleaned, "And it is all because of that man. He put a curse on our family, and that curse still lives on until now."

"A curse…?" Miss Pepondosovich raised an eyebrow as she glanced back at the portrait.