Chapter 22: Chapter 22

Chapter 22 Lone Wolf

"He is called the Lone Wolf. He served in the special forces when he was young. After retiring, he became an underground fighter. I saved his life once and since then, he has followed me for the past 10 years." Morgan explained.

Martin was stunned said in confusion, "Retired special force? Underground fighter?"

Having a deprived background, Martin had no contact with this level at all.

"To tell you the truth, Martin, I've asked Lone Wolf to protect you for the past week. I don't want anything to happen to my precious grandson." Morgan said with a smile.

"Is that so? Thank you, Grandpa." Martin nodded.

When he was kidnapped, he felt that his life was not guaranteed. But it turned out that Morgan had already thought about his security and if the kidnapper did not release him, Lone Wolf might have rescued him.

"But Grandpa, what if we meet multiple enemies? He may not be able to do it alone." Martin shook his head in doubt.

"Sir, are you questioning my ability?" the Lone Wolf defended himself with a hoarse voice.

"I'm not questioning your ability. I'm just being realistic." Martin stalls.

"Lone Wolf, why don't you show my grandson?" Morgan said with a smile.

The Lone Wolf nodded, turned and punched against the wall.

With one punch he left a big crack on the wall. Martin's eyes widened and could not believe what he just saw.

If a person receives a punch from such powerful fist, it could kill him. Martin felt terrible just thinking about it.

The Lone Wolf composed himself and replied with a rough tone, "Mr. Martin, I hope I didn't let you down."

"Impressive!" Martin gave him a thumbs up.

When Morgan saw that Martin was impressed, he smiled and said, "Martin, from this day on, I'm officially handing lone wolf over. He will serve as your bodyguard and ensure your safety. Rest assured that he is absolutely loyal to me."

"Thank you, Grandpa." Martin grinned and did not refuse.

The kidnap incident made him understand that being wealthy without knowing how defend himself may lead his life at stake. He realized, it is important to have a powerful bodyguard to assure his safety.

"Lone Wolf, meet my grandson." Morgan directly said to lone wolf.

Lone Wolf nodded, he went closer to Martin and bowed, "Sir!"

"Lone Wolf, you don't have to worry. I think guarding me would be pretty easy for you since I don't have much enemies." Martin said with a smile.

"Also, Lone Wolf will only stay in the dark and only show up when you are in danger. So, you may still feel like nothing has changed."

Martin responded to his Grandpa's reasonable idea. "No problem!"

"One more thing, your mother has been sick from overwork for the past years, so I'm going to take her abroad for a while for her complete recuperation." Morgan said.

For his mother's sake, Martin nodded and raised his hands to agree.

His mother suddenly arrived and told Martin with a concerned look on her face. "Martin, you have to take good care of yourself while I'm away. Call me or your grandfather if ever you need anything."

Martin came forward and took his mother's weathered hand, "Mom, I promise to take care of myself and you should do the same and recuperate when you go abroad."

Martin's father died early, and his mother raised him alone since he was little. He knows very well how much she has suffered.

They all had dinner together and his Mom and Grandpa left.

The next day at the University was the school weekend holiday celebration.

In the classroom, a fat guy excitedly asked, "Martin, have you heard? Regan has transferred to another school. I'm sure you scared him away."

"He transferred to another school?" Martin smiled but did not take it too seriously.

"Oh, what a pity. I was too late and I didn't see how you dealt with Regan. Seeing it must have been awesome." He shook his head.

The students in the classroom are also talking about it.

"Have you heard? Regan already took his academic documents and transferred to another school."

"Why did he suddenly transfer?"

"It doesn't have anything to do with Martin, right? Last Friday, Regan even said that he would get Martin kicked out but Martin is still here and he's the one transfering out."

Many students can't help but associate Regan's sudden transfer with Martin. They know that It's certainly impossible for Regan to transfer to another school for no apparent reason.

"This is not possible. Martin? That kid's family is very poor how can he force Regan to transfer?"

"I know, he has received financial aid for two years in a row. How can he beat Regan? There must be another reason."

"Yes!"

According to the available evidences and rumors, the sudden transfer of Regan seemed to have something to do with Martin.

But no one wanted to believe it because they all know that Martin's family is very poor, and they had no clue about the party.

When Janet heard the news, the stone in her heart fell off because Regan's transfer means that he will no longer bother Martin ever again.

A few moments later, a six-foot tall and good-looking man came into the classroom.

"Wow, it's Hardy Barrie. "Some students couldn't help but scream his name when they saw him.

Martin knows that Hardy is the head of the Foreign Relations Department of the Student Union. He has also heard that one of the students who slept with Hardy has a strengthened platoon.

Rumors does not prevent Hardy from being popular. There are still lots of girls who are chasing Hardy because of his appearance and sports.

Martin is disgusted with hypocrites like Hardy, he frowned and said, "Why did he come to our classroom?"

After Hardy entered the classroom, he went directly to Janet.

"What can I do for you, Hardy?" Janet looked up at Hardy.

"Come with me outside the classroom, we need to talk." Hardy demanded.

"All right."

Janet is the director of the Student Foreign Relations Department. She nodded and followed Hardy out of the classroom.

"Fatso, let's go and have a look." Martin went out with his classmate.

Martin does not trust Hardy, he always feels like he is up to something no good so he followed them.

"Janet, as the head of the Foreign Relations Department of the Student Union, I'm giving you an assignment." Hardy said.

She nodded and asked, "What is my assignment?"

"The school is going to conduct Winter Games and we need a sponsor that can give thirty thousand dollars for the event. I think it's more appropriate to give this task to you." Hardy discussed to Janet.

"Thirty thousand dollars? Hardy, isn't it too much?" Janet was surprised by the amount.

In the past, the amount of sponsorship they ask only ranges from five thousand to seven thousand dollars and it was rare to ask beyond that.

Soliciting sponsorship is already a very difficult task but asking for a thirty-thousand-dollar fee is unimaginable.

"This year, the Winter Games will be held more solemnly. Of course, it will surely cost us." Hardy replied and paused for a moment. "Janet, the more difficult the task, the more you can exercise your ability. This is a rare opportunity. I value you and that's why I'm giving you this task. Do you understand?"

"That's bullshit." Martin said while eavesdropping, he shook his head.

The ministers and presidents of student unions make naive students join so they can use them.

They give them tasks without even thanking them and they call it exercising the ability, but they take all the credit. The student union president can even recruit more than a dozen of female student secretaries just to serve him full-time.

Martin wondered if other universities are like just theirs.

His classmate nodded and said, "Yes, this kid is nonsense. Fortunately, I quit the student union early, otherwise I would have been used just like that.

Janet was bothered after hearing Hardy's reply, "Hardy, but I'm kind of really worried that I may not be able complete the task. Thirty thousand dollars is really too much to ask for."

"Janet, you are the most beautiful girl in our department. As long as you are willing to sacrifice your body, I think it will be easy for you to get that thirty thousand dollars sponsorship." Hardy said with an evil smile