"Alright," Job said, without much surprise. Bowing, he added, "I will see to it at once, please rest assured, master."
Xize lay lazily on the bed, his eyes sharp as knives, "There's no need to say more about family matters, just make sure certain restless members stay in line."
His absence didn't mean there could be changes within the Lorentz family.
Job nodded again, completed his respectful bow, and then left the room.
Xize ran his fingers through his brilliant, gold-like hair.
The only thing he had in common with Norton was probably being too high-profile.
But Norton was crazier than him, or else he wouldn't have named a university after himself and insisted on making it the number one in the world.
It was too embarrassing; he couldn't do it.
Xize clicked his tongue, "Forgot something."
He should have his boss use the Tarot Cards to calculate his romantic chances.
**
In O Continent, University Town.
