Be didn’t want to waste time finding out the stalker.

"You were able to escape their tailing, right?" She asked Sam.

"You bet I can, Boss. That’s easy." Sam reply her with a proud smile.

Soon, their car was speeding in the Little Heaven direction, maneuvering slickly among the crowded road. After several sudden turns left and right, Sam drove the car on the much less congested route.

When Be looked back, all she saw was an empty street, and she no longer saw the suspicious vehicle, which relieved her.

A few minutester,

Be took out her cell phone. She sent a series of texts to Stefan. She asked him to hack into the CCTVs along the road her car had just taken and investigate the person tailing her car.

In her mind, only two people had the motivation and means to do that.

The first person was Laura Kiels. That woman would surely hate her even more when she found out who Quantum Capital’s CEO was

The second person who could do that was, of course, Andreas Corby.

Be was sure Andreas would also be the only person with ess to Laura and would undoubtedly tell Laura about her.

Be still clearly remembered Andreas’ gaze thest time they met; That gaze would onlye from someone who looks at someone else and despises what he sees. And Be could sense he hated her a lot. Andreas saw her as if he was holding a knife and was going to thrust it into her gut.

Gosh!

After sending a text to Stefan, Be sighed and gazed out of the car, pondering the many questions in her mind.

***

Arriving home, Be rushed to the piano room.

She saw Noora outside the piano room, pacing back and forth, looking tense. From Noora’s expression, Be could tell herte arrival had stressed out that poor woman.

She walked faster towards Noora, "I’mte, aren’t I?" she asked apologetically.

"Thank goodness you’re here, miss. Hurry, hurry! Young Master Dax is about to take his Piano-Practical Grades," said Noora as she opened the door to let Be into the room. After Be sat in the back near the door, Noora sat beside her.

Be smiled at her son as he spotted her arrival, nodding for him to return to focus on the piano. At the same time, his teacher gave him a musical score to y.

She also spots her grandpa and Nick sitting on the other side of the room. After Be gave her grandpa a small greeting, she returned to focus on her son again.

Be felt proud and grateful to see her little son growing fast and adapting quickly to daily activities in the new city.

If only they had returned to this city sooner, Dax’s talent would have developed more quickly in any aspect. When they lived in northern Sweden, they did not have this privilege. They lived in the middle of the forest, and private teachers rarely came to their house to teach Dax.

Although Be had arranged for a music tutor, Dax’s progress was slow because the tutor only came twice a month.

Be felt warm inside her heart as she watched Dax master his piano lesson in just a few days. Now, as he prepared to do his practical grade, she was grateful for his progress, even though it was only for personal enjoyment and not professional purposes.

"Miss, I feel so proud of young Master Dax. He is incredibly diligent in his studies, never onceining or refusing to learn, even when tired. And what’s more, he has mastered all the lessons he has learned so quickly. All of his teacherspliment him on his genius-level abilities." Noora whispered.

Be’s eyes filled with tears, feeling deeply moved by Dax’s dedication to his education. She nodded in agreement with Noora.

She also realized how quickly her son was developing. Sometimes, she even worried that Dax’s development was below average because he disliked speaking to people he didn’t know.

However, anyone who had a chance to talk to Dax, including Tristan, always said his development was not below average. Dax is way above it—he possibly is a Polymath, a prodigy in various fields.

...

As Dax’s piano-practical grade wasing to an end, Be’s cell phone vibrated. She quickly looked at the phone screen and was excited to see it was Stefan. He told her that he had sent two files to her email.

She didn’t have time to check the files, but reading Stefan’s text was enough to make her nervous.

[Stefan] Sister, three people are trying to investigate you.

[Stefan] The first and second are Jessica Sinir and Amanda Spencer.

[Stefan] For the third one, it’s a bit strange. Dark Skull, an underground organization, is trying to dig up your information.

’Dark Skull?’ Be muttered under her breath.

She had never heard of that name before. Still, judging by the fact that this was an underground organization, she believed it woulde at her with wicked intentions.

After putting aside thoughts of Dark Skull, Be turned her attention to a file containing information about the person who had followed her car earlier.

Be was thrilled to check the files, but she didn’t have time to do it now when she saw Dax approaching her. She stood from her seat and smiled happily at her son.

"Oh. My dear Dax... you’re doing a great job. You know what, baby?" Be, leaning closer, looked into his eyes, "Mommy is so proud of you..."

"Thank you, Mom," Dax said with a smile. Be couldn’t help but pull him into her embrace. "Mommy, my teacher wants to talk to you," Dax whispered, causing Be to release her hug.

After Be saw Dax leave the room, she approached Dax’s piano teacher.

"Thank you for properly guiding Dax to learn to master the piano, Mr. Thomson," said Be as she shook Oliver Thomson’s hand.

"Ms. Donovan, your son Dax is an exceptionally talented pianist. Despite having only a few lessons with me, he has already mastered the techniques and perfectly yed the score I gave him. I am amazed by his progress and can guarantee that he will be a great pianist if he continues to pursue piano studies seriously." Dax’s teacher, Mr.

Oliver Thomson, couldn’t hide his admiration for Dax’s exceptional abilities, even when Dax was still four and a half years old.