As it turned out, the near-fight between Mark and Lucas had been reported to the higher-ups by some teacher's spy after all.

The next day, he and Mark tacitly avoided bringing up the matter again, maintaining a quiet, peaceful morning as if nothing had happened.

However, dur

On the morning of final exams, the warm soy milk Ethan usually brought him was replaced with a hot canned coffee.

Lucas naturally understood what he meant—don't doze off, write your exam papers properly. But Lucas didn't like coffee; he only liked sweets. Taking the coffee

"This," Lucas said, slapping his report card neither too hard nor too soft onto the coffee table as the family sat on the sofa watching TV and chatting after dinner, "Can I start picking out a model now?"

The two women were half-reclining and gossiping about entertainment news