Chapter 100

"If you asked me to teach here, I'd rather sit at home doing nothing," Luke declared, reflecting his education steeped in freedom. He wasn't someone who liked to be constrained by conventional thinking. For Linda, hearing such words from him seemed quite normal, given his background. After the waiter finished serving the dishes, Luke got to the point. "Linda, you wanted to know how I know and keep track of your family's situation, right?" Linda put on a serious expression. "Sounds like there's some history between us." "Your father did me a great favor," Luke replied, which left Linda momentarily stunned. "What do you mean?" Luke picked up a piece of fish and began his story. "Let me tell you a story." Linda nodded. "About ten years ago, in the streets of a small town in Franco, there was a ragged-looking boy. He squatted by the roadside waiting for help, but instead of receiving assistance, the little money placed before him was stolen. He was left with nothing. "At that mo