Hearing this, Angelo stopped in his tracks and turned back to face James. He pushed up his gold-rimmed sses and said, "Do you know who I am?" "What do you think?"


    "Then please, go ahead and report me. I''m so done with this gig. You have no idea how boring it is to be Kiran!"


    "Sir!" Kingston scowled.


    Angelo had no choice but to straighten his clothes and said more seriously, "Mr. Burke, please,e with me."


    In the study, Caelum had overheard their entire conversation from outside the door. He took off his shoes and threw one at Angelo. "You rascal! What good are you!" Angelo, quick as a sh, blocked the shoe, but it ended up flying towards James, who caught it effortlessly.


    "Mr. Caelum, let''s talk business," James said, cing the shoe back on Caelum''s desk.


    Caelum noted James'' polite andposed demeanor. He nodded and said, "The grandson of Duncan, huh? Much better than that arrogant brat Colby."


    Thinking about Colby''s smug face always reminded Caelum of that insufferable old man.


    "What business do you want to discuss?"


    "My grandmother hase overseas, and I need you to promise to refuse any request she makes and then send her back to Devonport." "And what else?"


    "Also, the Pord family''s second son is clueless and unfit for his duties. I''m willing to be his tutor."


    Upon hearing this, Angelo immediately looked up. "Why should you? I don''t want a tutor!"


    "Shut it!" Caelum snapped, ring at Angelo.


    James continued, "If the remaining branches of the Pord family and outsiders knew the famous Kiran had died in a car ident, I suspect that after your passing, they would rise to split the Pord family''s fortune. As the only direct descendant, Mr. Angelo would be eaten alive if he continues like this."


    "There are plenty who could teach him. Why do you think you''re the right one?"


    "Because I am James Burke, Duncan''s grandson."


    This simple statement left Caelum with noeback. He knew all too well about Duncan''s prowess and his grandson''s ster reputation in Devonport.


    "Is that all?" Caelum asked.


    "In three months, I''ll need your influence, an identity from you."N?velDrama.Org: text ? owner.


    "What kind of identity do you want?"


    "Any."


    "A security guard at my estate?"


    "That''ll do."


    James''s straightforward answer puzzled Caelum. "You''re holding such a crucial secret of the Pord family and offering to tutor this young man for free, and all you want in return is this?"


    James remained silent.


    Caelum said, "As the CEO of Burke International, you''re far more calcting than your grandfather. Why don''t you just tell me what you really want?"


    "I just want... to ensure someone''s safety."


    Angelo, munching on sunflower


    seeds, chimed in with curiosity, "You''re themercial tycoon of


    Devonport. You''re telling me you just want to protect someone? You could protect a hundred people if you wanted. I don''t buy it. Dad, you shouldn''t either. I don''t want any tutor."


    Caelum looked James over and said, "You''re not here just to ensure someone''s safety. Coming overseas to secure an identity from the Pord family, you must have other motives. What are you trying to investigate?"