Nobody at the business school had time to save Sean Harmon.


    Falling down, he saw the fellow students who were enjoying just a second back with him were now dispersing from the ce where they will be seeing his corpse bathed in blood with broken bones.


    None of them even thought of saving him. Instead, they ran far away to keep themselves safe. They wanted him at his best, why will they bother to sacrifice themselves to save him?


    The ones who cheered him a few seconds earlier watched him nearing his death.


    Sean asked himself, ''Is there a chance of my survival?''


    ''If I survive, will I be handicapped?''


    ''Am I going to die just like that?''


    He left his hope and epted the reality unwillingly.


    In a split second, all saw a ck svelte grabbing Sean''s leg with all her might near the third story. Sean''s body swayed from the free fall and hit the wall of the building waking him wide from the stupor.


    Who likes to die?


    Sean didn''t want to die. He wanted to live like a spoiled prince squandering ocean of money and enjoy his frivolous lifestyle fooling around.


    As soon as he found hope, he blurted out overwhelmed by the fear of falling again hanging upside down, "Save me. Save me..."


    The crowd erupted at the overturn of the events. Their drumming hearts weren''t in their control anticipating the uing incidents.


    All saw the girl whose long chocte brown wavy hair was covering her face, her half of the body was arched out of the building. They feared the girl might fall with him.


    While some sneered at her naivety, somemended her boldness and timely acting pitying her life and some started shouting at her.


    "Pull him up."


    "Save him."


    "Hold him in both hands."


    ...


    Those voices fell into the deaf ears of the two who were barely hanging by the thread.


    Holding an early twenties grown man isn''t easier to a woman while her legs are giving away from the floor while her other hand clutching the wall fitted railings.


    The girl''s voice sounded painful and on the verge of tears as her right hand tried to sp his leg tighter, "I can''t hold you longer. Please hold anything reachable."


    Sean realized ''a girl'' was trying to save him. His eyes brushed on the crowd to see his friends and the flings just shouting without helping whereas the girl''s voice sounded new to him.


    He quickly reacted and held the crooks of the wall design. Before he could speak drops of blood fell on his hand realizing the girl was getting hurt.


    "Leave me, I can jump to the down floor." He said decisively.


    He might be frivolous but he knew the value of life. He didn''t want to put his or his savior''s life in danger.


    The girl asked to confirm holding the pain from her arm which was pressing a sharp edge of the wall design, "Are you sure?"


    Her voice was weak, Sean sounded confident, "Cent."


    The girl in ck left his leg and watched Sean suspend his body down and jumped to the second floor effortlessly.


    Sean, who had almost knocked on the door of hell, tried to catch breath lying t on the floor. He was adventurous but he never wanted to experience this again.


    Remembering the girl, he was about to get up, cold slender fingers of a girl grazed his bruise on forehead looking at him worriedly.


    "Are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere?"


    Sean was dazed looking at the girl.


    Her scarlet lips looked like a soft fresh rose petal, slightly widened almond ck eyes were full of concern, he couldn''t see a single pore on her spotless skin. Even in the shadow, her fair skin was bright and glowy.


    Sean subconsciously moved closer to her for a kiss to savor the beauty.


    Getting no response, the girl shook his shoulder, "Are you dizzy?"


    Sean came back to his senses when he was just a few inches away from her enticing face.


    Before he could respond, Sean''s friends rushed towards him dodging the girl aside but Sean''s eyes didn''t leave the girl who moved aside and gently smiled at him when their eyes met.


    He kept his hand on his chest which was beating rapidly for the girl and her simple smile which bewitched him.


    It was the first time he felt his heart beating for a girl.


    Her slender body was unrivaled with the curves at the right ce donning an all-ck outfit, ace crop top ending right at her curved waist,ce shorts revealing her slender faultless long legs on her heels, and ace long sheath failing to cover her breathing taking beauty. Those swanky thin delicate jewelry failed to dominate her charms.


    He never saw her anywhere before and he was sure she wasn''t a student. ''A fresher?'' but the girl in ck had left.


    Seanpletely ignored his bbering friends who missed his chance with the girl. He saw his brother and Sister inw running towards him. He pushed his friends aside and went to them.


    "Oh, Sil, who cries for such small things?" He wiped the tears away from her sister inw''s face. "See, I am fit and fine."


    Sean''s elder brother, Leon Harmon checked on his younger brother and pulled him to hug. Leon''s heart rested at ease after seeing him safe and sound.


    Leon Harmon, president of the Harmon groups limited, a multinational conglomerate headquartered in Mocon. He was titled as an ideal husband, an ideal brother, an ideal son, and an ideal employer of country A by theizens and media reporters.


    He is married to an affluent family daughter, Eliza Lane. A gorgeous, generous, kinddy.


    In the fear of neglecting Sean Harmon, the couple didn''t consider bearing a child and looked after him as their own son.


    Eliza pped Sean''s arms, "I almost got a heart attack. How dare you still smile?"


    Sean''s smile widened, "Sil, I finally got my wife. Bro, help me out. I want her, I want her, I want her."


    Leon and Eliza didn''t take him seriously thinking it was just an attraction andughed it out taking him home canceling their trip.


    Is Sean just attracted to the girl in ck?


    Nope!


    Seanined like a spoiled kid as they walked out, "Hey, where is Aeon bro? If he doesn''te to see me today, I will not talk to him."


    ---


    Leaning on the driver seat of her ck SSC Tuatara, Aarvi''s lips arced slyly watching the Rolls Royce Phantom leaving the school premises.


    A few minutes back,


    A looped translucent harnesstched on Sean''s leg pulling him off the edge. His body sway near the third floor wasn''t because of her hold, it was due to the end of the harness length.


    She released the harness leaving his leg before continuing her act of virtuousdy.


    Pressing her wound which waspletely unexpected, "Asshole." She cursed the self-obsessed Sean Harmon who thought of kissing her without caring if she was fine.


    ...


    Her next target: Aeon Harmon, Second young master of Harmon family.