"L-Lucas...what are you doing here?" Professor mumbled, shock evident on his face. He had lost composure for the first time since Neale had seen him.
"Well Professor Arnold, I just decided to pay a visit and sort a few things out. I hope you don't mind?" Lucas Blake said with a polite smile on his face.
"No no, Of course not." Professor Arnold said hurriedly, his voice getting a little louder.
"Great. Now, Clint, you did say you were going to get rid of someone." Lucas Blake said turning to face Wyatt Clint.
"No, uhh... I was just warning this boy. He dangerously hurt my boy and now he refuses to apologize! The children of today are despicable." Mr. Clint said.
Lucas Blake turned to see who exactly was the boy that angered the proud Wyatt Clint to This extent.
"Wait, you...Neale Blake!" Lucas Blake nearly shouted when his eyes landed on Neale Blake who was standing at one side. He had failed to see Neale when he entered since Neale didn't stand out much since he was in the presence of Wyatt Clint and Professor Arnold.
Neale didn't reply immediately since he was in shock. When Lucas Blake addressed him, he first was surprised.
' how does he know my name?' he thought to himself. Then he remembered that he has given Lucas Blake his name at the graveyard.
"Good morning sir." Was all Neale Blake could mutter when he finally spoke.
"Do you know him?" Professor Arnold asked, evidently shocked once again.
"Yes...in fact I came to pick him up from school. I'm sure you don't mind, do you, professor?" Lucas Blake asked calmly, regaining his composure.
"How could I? If sir wants to take this boy then I most definitely do not mind!" Professor Arnold replied, nodding and shaking his head like an idiot when he spoke.
"Great then, go pick up your bag from the class lucas. We have a few things to speak about. While you're doing that, I'll have a nice talk with these two." Lucas Blake said to Neale, shooting a stern glare at Clint and the professor as he spoke. They visibly shuddered at his glance.
Neale immediately left to go get his bag from the class. When he reached class and took his bag, everyone began whispering to each other. they obviously thought he had been expelled.
Felix Clint especially had a massive smirk on his face as he proudly watched Neale pack his bag.
"Hey Neale, are you really leaving?" Fin whispered to him.
"Yes," Neale replied not putting too much thought into his reply. After that, he left the class and went straight to the office where Lucas waited for him. All this while Neale was wondering the reason for Lucas Blake picking him up from school.
Neale reached the principles room to find Professor Arnold standing to the side silently. Wyatt Clint stood in the middle of the room next to Lucas. Wyatt Clint looked like a child that had been scolded as he had his head down and his hands behind his back. Meanwhile, Lucas was all smiles.
' I wonder what happened here.' Neale wondered to himself.
"So you're here then. Let's get going." Lucas said with a friendly smile.
Neale gripped the strap of the bag more tightly as he followed Lucas Blake out of the room. Lucas led him out of the school and soon they reached the parking lot in the front of the school.
They walked up to an Audi Q7 which was parked outside the school. Lucas opened the backdoor and entered, choosing to sit in the middle seat.
When Neale looked into the car he found two other people. A woman in a suit sat at the far end of the car. She had black hair which was pulled back into a ponytail, the pupils of her eyes were black and she seemed to have a small build.
In the driver's seat, sat a man. He had dark skin and his facial features showed the appearance of a man in his early 20s. Both of them were dressed formally and by their mannerisms, anyone could deduce they were most probably bodyguards.
"Hey boss, So this is him?" The woman asked.
"Yes," Lucas replied while inviting Neale to enter the car and sit next to him.
"Um, Mr. Blake. What's going on?" Neale asked Lucas Blake. Lucas Blake simply gave him a smile and told him to wait a bit.
The driver started the car and began driving. Very soon, they stopped in front of a building which was situated deep in town. It was big and grand and on the outside, big bright words were displayed. The words read out: Blake Industries. This was the building of one of the greatest celebrities in the country and when Neale thought about it he realized that not only was he being taken to such a building, he was in the same car with that very celebrity.
"We'll speak inside," Lucas said to him with a smile. Bodyguards were already at the car door and as soon as Lucas and Neale got out of the car, they were transported inside the building by the guards.
When Neale stepped foot into the building he couldn't help but gasp at how great it was inside.
"This is..." Neale couldn't find the word he wanted to say.
"Dazzling, amazing...it's many things," Lucas Blake said to Neale as they walked alongside each other." but I have buildings much better than this."
Neale wouldn't have believed what Lucas Blake had said if he didn't know the Tycoons' Identity.
The interior of the building was Indeed stunning. The ceiling seemed to be made of glass and glass chandeliers hung from the ceiling. The floor had shiny tiles and on the floor sat plenty of expensive-looking tables and chairs. There were people rushing around everywhere, carrying neat stacks of papers as they spoke to one another and rushed along with their duties.
As Lucas Blake passed, every person would greet him before continuing on their way. Neale couldn't help but be greatly impressed as he watched Lucas Blake. Lucas Blake had an elegant appearance and his great charisma ensured everyone around him would be charmed by him.
He spoke eloquently and he had a gentle smile that would melt even the coldest damsel's heart. Lucas was truly a different man altogether.
After going up a few floors with the elevator, they went on until they reached their destination. It was a room on the highest floor. The room was wide and spacious and there was a large table at the edge of the room near the wide glass windows which gave a clear view of the city of Eagles Bay.
"Thank you, now please wait outside the room," Lucas said to his bodyguards when they reached the room.
"Are you sure you'll be okay, boss?" The woman with black hair asked. Her eyebrows narrowed and she sounded concerned.
"Don't you worry, I'll be fine. Now, please wait outside." Lucas said flashing her a smile.
"Alright then, boss." The woman said with a nod.
"Rachelle, she's always so worried about me." Lucas Blake said with a smile as his eyes drifted off, getting lost in an unknown world.
"..." Neale could just awkwardly stay silent.
"Haaa, let's get over with this. You probably have some questions to ask." Lucas Blake said turning to Neale.
"Well, I do have a lot of questions. Why am I here? Why did you help me back there? How do you know me? Or do you know me?" Neale began releasing a barrage of questions at Lucas.
"Whoa, calm down with the questions. Well, I'll just make you understand what's going on," Lucas Blake said, his demeanor growing awkward as he watched Neale's expectant gaze." now, what's your surname."
"Blake, I'm Neale Blake," Neale replied.
"Do you know your father?" Lucas asked.
"No. Why are you asking me this?"
"Because I also never knew my son, up until now," Lucas said in a low whisper as he continued to watch Neale, waiting for his reaction.
"Wait, what do you mean?" Neale asked, surprise evident on his face.
"Neale Blake, you're my son. You're the son of Lucas Blake, the famous tycoon."