h4Chapter 260: No Ordinary Human Can Achieve This/h4

    (Author’s POV)

    "Now, if there’s nothing else to discuss. Off you go," Jacob interrupted Elisa’s chain of thoughts as he dismissed her. "But, let me remind you. Don’t make haste for now. Fabian will handle them alone for today. You can gather your thoughts and make your move afterwards."

    Jacob’s words made something click in her mind, as she thought, ’To find a way, to get rid of those barriers of red strings, the first step is, I need to get as physically close to them as possible, at all times. And for that to happen~’ She looked at Jacob and stated matter of factly, "I will be living in The Crown Opulence, with the brothers. Arrange that for me." She ordered, her tone back to being haughty.

    Though it was a piece of cake for someone like Jacob, but~ ... he didn’t really wanted to get more involved than he already was.

    Elisa saw the flicker of hesitation in his eyes and then uttered, "If you don’t want to, it is fine but don’t call me ruthless if~ ... I have a talk with your precious grandson, Fabian," her voice peculiar. "I don’t think he will like hearing what I have to say." She was threatening Jacob.

    Jacob’s face scrunched for a fraction of a second but he concealed it quickly and replied, "Why the threat? I will arrange for you to stay close to those Everests brothers. But don’t blow off your cover."

    With Jacob’s assurance, Elisa regained her confidence and got up to leave the room, her mood uplifting a bit. But before she could exit the room, Jacob spoke again, his voice held a slight edge, "The debt, it is mine to clear, Elisa. Don’t you drag or disrespect my people, ever again."

    Elisa stared back at him as Jacob waved his hand, urging her to go, his casual smile back. Without saying another word, she walked out of the room, her heels click cking against the pristine marbled flooring.

    It was as clear as a bright sunny day to Elisa that pressuring Jacob under the pretense of repaying his debt wouldn’tst that long. Unlike back then, he is more powerful, more cunning and extremely ruthless. And he was really pissed off by her words this time. She might have touched his bottom line.

    As soon as she was gone, Jacob added, leaning his head on the headrest, his tone chilling, "My Vampire King’s title isn’t just a mere title, not just for show. I hold a lot of power than you actually think I have. After all, everyone has skeletons in their closet. And you, Elisa ... are no exception. You have been pushing your luck a bit too much now. As I said, try to rein in your temper."

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    Outside the mansion, both the drivers were ready to bring the Everests brothers to the hotel but Fabian dismissed them both. He pointed at the driver who drove ric and Brave and said, his voicemanding, "You~ .... you can drive the car with the luggage and the you~" he called out to the other driver, "You, go back to your station for now. I will drive our guests to the hotel myself."

    The drivers nodded in unison and replied, "Yes, m~ .... sir," took Fabian’s orders and did as they were told to do.

    While Brave, Dion and Elio’s minds were stuck elsewhere, ric observed something unusual about Fabian.

    Jacob introduced Fabian as just a professor at Red Stone but by his bodynguage, his posture, hismanding tone and the way the drivers replied, it all indicated otherwise. The Vampire King even gave him the task to attend to them, so he must be someone of great importance.

    He stared at Fabian from head to toe and realized, ’He is just a human, yet the drivers who are clearly vampires, known for taking humans as just their prey, are taking his orders respectfully from him? This, Prof. Fabian Stephens, he is definitely not that simple of a guy. I need to keep a close eye on him.’

    Fabian’s BMW X5, his other car, was already parked in front of the mansion. So, he asked the brothers to settle inside.

    ric took the passenger seat, while the other brothers took the backseat. Fabian, as expected, took on the wheel as he drove out of the mansion.

    The reason Fabian wanted to drive them personally and not allow anyone else to take them to The Crown Opulence wasn’t because he wanted to showcase the vampire n’s hospitality.

    The real reason was, he wanted to avoid going down the simr path, Myra was ustomed to taking. He already knew about her schedule, her daily routine, and her habits. But still, he didn’t want to take any risk, just like earlier with Dion and Elio. That is why he dismissed the driver as well.

    By no means will he allow these Everests brothers to get even a glimpse of Myra’s hair.

    The drive was silent, at least until they reached the main campus of Red Stone. Fabian’s eyes were darting to see whether Myra or any of her family members or even Yelena was in sight or not.

    Dion and Elio were tangled up in their own mess as they tried to recall the unusual sensation they had felt when they were here earlier. But both their wolves remainedpletely normal and silent.

    Brave was caressing his bracelet as he looked out of the windowsill and at the campus buildings that were passing by. As the eldest of them all, he had lots of things on his mind, like the situation about the unidentified wolf back in the pack, the Elder’s trial, Elisa’s familiar face and Jacob’s words.

    ric’s focus was solely on observing Fabian’s behavior. Although Fabian was concealing it, his nervousness was caught by him.

    As Jacob gave him the title of a ’curious cat’, which he really was, ric couldn’t help but ask, "Ahhh~ ... Sorry to disturb you, but Mr. Stephens, is this your first time driving?"

    Fabian snapped back and replied, "Huhh? ... No, why do you ask?"

    "You look distracted~ ... and nervous," ric remarked.

    Fabian realized what ric was referring to and covered almost instantly, "Ohhh~, I was~ ...... just looking out for any stray cats. You see, our university fosters a dozen of them. I don’t want to run over any of them."

    ric stared at him as hemented, "I must say, you~ are ... quite considerate andpassionate. May I ask you something, if you don’t mind?"

    "Sure, go ahead," Fabian stated.

    "How do you get associated with the Vampire King? You are a human after all," ric was straightforward with his question.

    "Mr. Larson, he is someone I really~ ... admire. He sponsored my studies. Whatever I am today, it is because of him. He is my role model," Fabian uttered, his voice booming with unconscious pride.

    ’Role Model? That sarcastic bloodsucker of a guy,’ Elio rolled his eyes as he scoffed inwardly at Fabian’s genuine admiration towards the Vampire King. "But aren’t you afraid of him? After all, he is a vampire who lives on human blood."

    "ELIO, watch your mouth," Brave reprimanded him immediately.

    Though he didn’t say anything, Brave could tell what Elio was thinking, ’It’s not like I said something wrong.’

    By now, the car was out of the vicinity as Fabian exhaled a sigh of relief, thinking, ’The coast is clear.’ He then shifted his attention towards the brothers and answered, "Mr. Elio, yes, Mr. Larson is a vampire and that may sound scary but he doesn’t live on human blood. That is a myth. At least, not without consent. Other species are far more dangerous than vampires," he concluded.

    "You must be really attached to him," Dion remarked. "So, when did you start teaching at Red Stone?" He changed the topic.

    "Ipleted my master’s from here and was an assistant teacher as well. So, when I graduated, I applied for the Professor position which was avable at that time and luckily, I got in," Fabian told all of them.

    "You don’t have to be so modest. You must have great skills and knowledge tond such a prestigious position at your age," Braveplimented him.

    "Yeah, ordinary human beings can’t achieve such a feature," ric stated. His words were pregnant with meaning. "I mean, you are a prodigy," he added, donning a rare, meaningful smile.

    "I am no prodigy. Your words are way too kind." Fabian feigned humbleness with his words. But ric’s earlier words made him feel a bit uneasy. ’Is he suspicious of me?’

    The drive was smooth sailing as they reached the hotel.

    The Crown Opulence was a seven star luxury hotel owned by Larson Group’s subsidiary. Jacob acted as its chairperson, but its real owner was Fabian himself. Though he keeps a low profile but he owns and manages several business firms.

    In the human world, he could be considered a truly influential and high octane individual.

    To Be Continued . . . . . . . .