Chapter Twenty-Seven – Project.

Whatever respect Wright had for the Louis Heirs, it died. While everyone saw Michael's new body guard as a flex of his wealth, Wright saw it as a way of protecting himself from whatever Clara was going to do. He couldn't even fathom why he would be so scared. He could just render an apology but he rather avoid her while snooping around with a muscle guy? Pathetic! 'So I'd be grouping you guys for the project" the geography teacher announced. 'Find different types of rocks, arrange them and give…" Michael couldn't hear the teachers remaining words as some girls began giggling near him. He sighed and adjusted himself on his seat. He turned slightly to see if the body guard was still standing at the door. He was, as still as a rock. He pitied him. Sitting wouldn't hurt. Why was his father putting such stress on somebody. 'Michael?" the geography teacher called. Michael looked at her with widened eyes. 'I said you are paired up with Cecilia and Wright. Is that okay?" she asked. He w