Fred remained silent, his lips tightly pursed.

Weston pulled out a piece of paper and wrote down a phone number on it. "If you ever change your mind about going to Lanford, call me. Remember, only in Lanford can you have everything you desire. In Solaria, you will always be an outsider and a criminal's son!"

Fred's body tensed even further, his hand clutching the paper with the phone number tightly.

Without saying another word, Weston turned and left the room.

Shortly after, a kindergarten teacher entered and guided Fred back to the classroom, instructing him to lie down on the nap bed and sleep as if nothing had happened. The paper in Fred's hand was the only proof of the encounter.

As Weston exited the kindergarten, he noticed another car parked next to his own. A man stepped out of the car, and it was none other than Jackson, the most influential figure in Solaria!

Surprise flashed in Weston's eyes, followed by a moment of realization.

He shouldn't be surprised. Fred was cur