Chapter 18: Enrolling Little Sister In The School Of A Terrified Registrar

Inside Andrew Lincoln’s chamber in the Lincoln Family’s mansion, two men stood before him as a conversation progressed.

Andrew called the brief meeting with his eldest son, Tony, and his brother, Michael Lincoln, and of course, their gathering had only one topic...

Ryan Calender.

"I have always prioritized our daughter’s happiness more than anything in my life, but at the same time, I have always wanted her to have a productive marriage. One that would benefit the Lincoln Family and would benefit her future as well," Andrew began.

"That’s why when I had the thought of her getting married to the Time Seller, I was gripped. I saw the clear possibility of a productive future for her and for us... For the entire Lincoln Bloodline in general."

"And why do you think so, brother? Being a Time Seller doesn’t make him a good man, if I may say," Michael asked, curiosity hanging in his voice.

Andrew looked at his brother and sighed.

"You see, Brother. When we judge, we don’t judge just by what we see in the present. But in the future as well."

"The Time Seller, as we all know, will continue to sell time to people who would need it. The wealthy, the famous, the celebrities. Even the mere masses. Soon, he would be sought after by almost everyone in the nation and even internationally."

"He would attract the government and will soon become a hotcake. His personality will be worth more than diamond, and he will be worshipped like a god."

They all began to understand him the more he spoke.

"Time is the most precious thing in this world. We may never realize it because no one has ever been privileged to have enough time. But now, when people begin to discover that they can prolong their lives, the Time Seller will become an idol," Andrew added.

"The connection of our relationship with him will benefit us in massive amounts. Financially and reputationally."

"With sales and deals skyrocketing under his management, he would generate generational wealth that no man on Earth has ever imagined, and thus, you can’t say the Lincoln Family would be left out of it."

"The Time Seller only has a sister. He is an orphan, and is going to be married to our daughter. That’s a great connection."

By the time Andrew was done speaking, they all understood what the strategy was. It wasn’t just an ambitious strategy, but something that had fortunately fallen in their favor.

Tony was having a wild smile on his face, exactly happy that his daughter would be getting married to a god.

’He will be like a god, for sure. And by that time, my little princess will be respected like a goddess!’ he thought.

One could tell that Tony wasn’t entirely interested in the business side of the relationship. He was only concerned about the betterment of his daughter’s future, and the way he saw things, he could see that she was having the kind of future he had prayed for.

’When you finally get that life, my Emma. I, and most especially, your mother, will be proud.’ He said inwardly.

Somehow, the memories of his late wife came flashing.

******

Kingsland High School, Zion City.

The black, shiny Cadillac Escalade-V stopped right at the park, drawing a couple of attentions around.

Soon, two figures stepped out.

Ryan and Emily had finally arrived at the school, as it was finally resumption day.

He had assured her that he would escort her to the school to register her himself without needing the help of her personal bodyguard, whom he had already hired.

Dressed in an ash suit and black glasses, Emily was in a white dress and her transparent light glasses as well.

The students around already understood that these two were strangers, but then they knew who was joining the school and who wasn’t.

However, they also knew that both of these figures were carrying some insane aura.

With Emily’s bodyguard walking behind them, they headed straight to the management building, where they were led to the Registry.

In the office was a middle-aged man with skinny hair and dark skin. When he noticed them, he immediately welcomed them and asked them to have a seat.

"Welcome to Kingsland High School. I can see you came with your little sister," he said.

"Pardon. My name is Mr. Charleston."

"I’m Ryan," Ryan said as he exchanged a handshake with him.

"Of course, I want to enroll my sister."

"All right. She’s handsomely welcome to join us," Mister Charleston spoke.

Emily was given a form to fill just after Ryan made the payment, and within minutes, everything was finalized.

"Congratulations, Emily Calender. You are now a student of Kingsland High School. You should begin at once," Mister Charleston told her.

A staff member led her to her classroom while Mister Charleston was expecting Ryan to leave as well, but then, after seeing his sister off the building, Ryan returned to the office, keeping the middle-aged man curious.

"Mister Ryan. Do I have something else to do for you?" he asked. "And for your information, we don’t have a staff vacancy currently."

Ryan chuckled as he went and sat cross-legged.

"Oh well... Not that. Not that at all."

"Well... If not that, then you aren’t welcome to remain in my office. I’m sorry," Mister Charleston said.

Ryan just had to sit and watch the lifespan countdown on his head decrease.

[3 Minutes. 33 Seconds...]

He heaved a sigh and began.

"Tell me. Can you try to guess what ways a man can die three minutes from now?" Ryan asked.

Mister Charleston’s eyes widened in shock as he stared confusedly. That question didn’t only terrify him, but also made his heart skip.

"What??? What do you mean?!"

"I meant what I asked," Ryan said, his voice soft as he acted very calm.

"Are you planning to kill me?!"

"You’ve got a... Gun?"

Mister Charleston immediately grabbed the telephone.

"I need the security here, now... Immediately!"

It had taken a few seconds before two men bumped into the office in a rush, their eyes landing on Ryan at first, and the terrified Registrar.

"Sir."

"He’s threatening to kill me. Take him and report him to the cops!"

[2 Minutes. 12 Seconds...]

The two men quickly grabbed Ryan by the hand and attempted to lead him out of the office.

Ryan didn’t battle against them, as he freely followed them without saying a word.

...

The next moment, he was at the police station being interrogated by the cops.

Ryan refused to answer a single question that they had asked, even after he was searched and was confirmed not to be carrying any weapon.

"What were your plans?"

"Were you planning to murder him?"

"How were you planning to do it?"

"Who was with you?"

Ryan could only smile, getting entertained by the glowing figure on each of their heads as he enjoyed his stay.

What was he actually waiting for?

The news.

The very news that would stun each and every one of them.

And soon, a certain officer entered the room with a dark look on his face, all sweaty and confused.

"Any update, Officer Mercer?" the interrogator asked.

After hesitating for a second, the man spoke.

"The Registrar..."

"Just died of cardiac arrest."