Javier bolted out of the dining room as soon as he could, his heart racing.
"Hehe… time to run!" he whispered to himself, a mischievous grin spreading across his face.
But just as he reached the hallway, a shadow loomed over him. Before he could react, Alf appeared out of nowhere, his gloved hand firmly gripping Javier's collar like a cat caught in the act.
"Young Master," Alf said with a calm yet unyielding tone, "this way."
"Eeeeekkk!! Nooo!! I don't want to study!!" Javier flailed his arms dramatically, trying to break free. "Mother!! Liana!! Help me!!"
Lady Francesca, still seated at the dining table, merely smiled and took another sip of her tea, clearly unfazed by her son's antics.
