Discovery

Mayor Bernard had left, but Myron seemed to have set his sights on David and showed no signs of departing, instead beginning to chat with David about interesting happenings in Peilan City with great interest.

Hans watched from the side, a look of relief flashing in his eyes as he saw David interacting with a peer.

It wasn't that he hadn't wanted to pave the way for David in the past, but David's stubbornness and his attitude toward him had made it nearly impossible for the father and son to hold a conversation.

While chatting idly with Myron, David retracted his Shadow Servant, letting it hover just above his head.

During this time, he paid special attention to Gallen. Given Mayor Bernard's attitude toward Gallen, Gallen's strength had to be formidable. If the Shadow Servant could not be detected by Gallen, then there was basically no need to worry about anyone else discovering it.

After the Shadow Servant appeared, Gallen continued the conversation as before, showing no reaction whatsoever, which put David's mind at ease.

"Hans, how has your health been lately?" David heard a middle-aged man walk up to Hans and ask with concern.

However, the moment David heard that voice, his entire body shuddered. He was all too familiar with it; it was the exact voice of the boss that Amos had been speaking to outside the Police Station that day.

There was no way he could be mistaken, because David had heard that voice through the Shadow Servant that day. With the Shadow Servant's peculiar hearing, as long as it heard something once, it would never be wrong.

"David, what's wrong?" Myron noticed that David's expression had shifted and quickly asked in a low voice.

"It's nothing. Who is that man?" David, knowing that Myron had many connections and had just introduced him to many of the guests, quickly asked.

"You don't know who he is?" Myron looked at David with a strange expression, asking back with curiosity.

"Myron, if I knew, I wouldn't be asking you!" David, anxious for the answer, replied sharply.

"That is Mr. Steer, the owner of this Steer Hotel." Myron paused for a moment before continuing, "His other identity is that he is the father of Mrs. Hans."

David's pupils contracted sharply. He naturally knew that "Mrs. Hans" did not refer to his biological mother, but to his current stepmother, Bertha.

He had never imagined that the person who ordered Amos to stalk him was actually Bertha's father.

His heart began to churn with turmoil. Did Bertha know about the stalking, or was this entirely Bertha's decision?

Was the death of his predecessor also orchestrated by Bertha behind the scenes?

Everything had become even more convoluted with the appearance of Steer. Although the truth was closer, it had become far more complex.

Gallen saw Steer approach but did not get involved. He turned to David's side and, seeing David's expression, couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

He knew about David's situation, and he knew that Steer's identity was very awkward for David, so he gently patted David on the shoulder.

"David, I'm a bit tired. I heard you have a private residence with plenty of empty rooms. I'll go there to rest now; why don't you take me?" Gallen had long since lost the desire to stay; he had only come to save face for Peilan City, so he spoke to David at just the right moment.

"Uncle Gallen, you are most welcome!" David knew Gallen had misunderstood, but he could also tell this was Gallen's way of showing concern, so he nodded with a smile.

"Then I'll drive you back!" Myron volunteered.

"Hans, I'm heading back with David first!" Gallen didn't refuse Myron and waved at Hans.

Without waiting for Hans to reply, he led David toward the exit.

As Hans turned to look at Gallen and David, a cold glint that he tried his best to hide flashed in Steer's eyes.

Guests at the New Year's Eve party usually didn't leave until after midnight to welcome the new year, but few people at the party knew Gallen's true identity, and since David and Myron were just two teenagers, their departure didn't attract much attention.

Walking out of the Steer Hotel, the cold wind blew, and David's mind became crystal clear. He knew another enemy had surfaced, but he didn't know if Steer was the mastermind or if there was someone else, so he didn't intend to tell anyone about this.

In fact, without evidence, telling Hans would be of little use and would only worsen the relationship between Hans and Bertha, ultimately causing little Edie to suffer.

Therefore, he chose to investigate it himself. Using his Electronic Warfare capabilities, he would first uncover the gist of the matter before deciding what to do.

At this moment, a latest-model Gladstone Type VI car pulled up in front of them. Myron opened the door, letting Gallen and David enter first, before taking the driver's seat and pushing the ignition to start the car.

"Myron, how do you have the authorization to drive a car?" David knew that Myron was the same age as him and also a high school senior, yet Myron could operate the controls himself, so he couldn't help but ask.

"Haha, I passed the Reserve Armored Warrior assessment, so my authorization reached F-level a long time ago. Driving a car is a piece of cake!" Myron said proudly.

Gallen smiled without a word, watching the two teenagers interact.

"Myron, has your strength reached eight hundred kilograms?" David asked in disbelief.

It was only halfway through the senior year, and his strength had already reached eight hundred kilograms, meaning Myron had long since met the minimum entrance requirement for Na'an University. With Myron's family background, the other aspects would naturally not be a problem.

"I'm already at eight hundred and fifty kilograms. I believe I can reach nine hundred by graduation. Plus, with Uncle Gallen's guidance, I'm sure getting into Na'an University will be a breeze!" Myron said smugly.

David looked at Myron with some envy. If David was the type to be content with a little wealth, then Myron was a true winner in life.

The Reserve Armored Warrior assessment was not something poor people could play with, because the only purpose of this assessment was to allow minors without any authorization to obtain the minimum adult F-level authorization early.

The cost of the Reserve Armored Warrior assessment was one hundred thousand credits; it was essentially buying F-level authorization with credits.

Of course, the reason most people didn't take the assessment wasn't just the credit cost, but the strength requirement. Eight hundred kilograms was the standard for a Reserve Armored Warrior, which only a small number of people could achieve.

Furthermore, just looking at this Gladstone Type VI, one could tell from the interior decorations that it was a newly purchased car, far superior to the second-hand Gladstone Type III that David drove himself.

Deeply struck, David didn't say much to Myron along the way. The Gladstone Type VI was fast enough, and they soon arrived at David's residence.

"David, do you think I could stay here too? It would be convenient for receiving Uncle Gallen's guidance!" Myron, whose thick-skinned nature had reached the heavens, was now calling Gallen "Uncle" more and more fluently, and he proceeded to make an even more outrageous request.

"David, let him stay!" Gallen said directly before David could even speak.

"Fine. Myron, you take the guest room on the first floor. Uncle Gallen, you take the side bedroom on the second floor!" Seeing that Gallen had agreed, David assigned the rooms directly.

"First-floor guest room it is!" Myron muttered, clearly somewhat dissatisfied.

He knew Gallen's identity better than David did, so no matter what, he had to stay to receive Gallen's guidance.

"David, get some good rest today, we start first thing tomorrow morning!" Gallen reminded David before entering his room under the guidance of the Smart Butler Emma.

"Understood, Uncle Gallen!" David replied.

As the host, he certainly couldn't completely ignore Myron; since the Smart Butler Emma had gone to help Gallen tidy up his room, he had no choice but to assist Myron himself.

"David, I've found another thing we have in common!" Myron said to David with a smile.

"We have something in common?" David looked left and right, but he couldn't feel any similarity between himself and a true wealthy second-generation official like Myron.

Although he still had a small stash of 4.2 million, plus the less than 80,000 credits remaining on his Identity Bracelet, it looked like a lot, but that 4.2 million was black money; it was fine to use it secretly, but if he spent a large amount, he feared he would quickly attract attention.

"Of course we have something in common, my Smart Butler also uses Emma's voice!" Myron said, pointing toward the upstairs direction as if he had found a kindred spirit.

"Myron, Emma has hundreds of millions of fans; I could find thousands of people who share that point," David said, speechless.

"David, in two months, Emma is coming to Panshi Planet and will be holding a concert in Na'an City. Let's go together when the time comes," Myron proposed.

"Myron, I'm just a student, I don't have the authorization to leave Peilan City." Although David's memories held a deep impression of Emma and he really wanted to go hear the concert, the actual situation wouldn't allow it.

"I'll figure out a way when the time comes!" Myron promised, patting his chest.