Chapter 242

For fifteen years he drove a sports car to take Agatha to his home.

"Devan, can I ask your help?" asked Agatha in a voice hoarse from the exhaustion in her mind.

"What is it? Whatever it is, as long as I can help. Devan will help you, Agatha," Devan replied firmly while his left hand gently stroked the back of his hand.

"After this, please take Alika to her school," Agatha whispered, who was getting weaker.

"Okay," replied Devan who noticed Agatha's sweet face.

Behavior continued to be seen by students who accidentally passed him.

"What, have a look?!" He even snapped at other people to dispel his annoyance with Blood earlier.

The students there also looked at him cynically and full of questions. Obviously they were wondering because for no reason Alika scolded them, what else was there to shout like that?

"Gosh, Alika. What are you doing, just because of one man you're like a madman," he cursed himself.