In this world he had no formal education apart from the basic high school knowledge taught in the Orphanage. Grace on the other hand could pursue it all to the very limits as she pleased
"I know, I know" Grace replied knowingly as Leon smiled before they finally decided to leave.
Entering the car that they have being sitting on till now, they immediately drove off. It wasn't Leon's choice but Mr. Webar had bought the car as a gift for him on his 17th birthday saying that it would save him the trouble of public transport.
Leon himself didn't go against it and instead went for driving lessons and now had a learner's permit.
Returning back to Boston, Leon first dropped her off at her home before returning to his new home.
With an income of over $8 Million per month, it wasn't that difficult to purchase an apartment.
Entering the apartment, he immediately threw aside his jacket and immediately jumped into the bed.
He was beyond mentally exhausted… he still couldn't help but think about the Cosmic Map painting again but decided to just leave it all up to God.
However while he scrolled through his phone and tried to sleep, in another corner of the world, several people could be seen gathered within a room.
Each one dressed as richly as they could be, no matter how one looked at them it was clear that none of the people here were of ordinary status in society.
"What did you find out?" one of them asked, the man was dressed in white
"Not even a greeting, now"
"This is serious black, be serious" another person added
"Okay, it's owned by a Swiss Trust, I couldn't find out the identity of the painter or the one who transferred it"
"That much was to be expected, anyone who could make such a painting would definitely not be normal"
"You suspect it's a mutant"
"Of course it's a mutant, who else would have the power to create such a thing"
"Madripor is known for its vast information networks and yet a mutant escapes your sights"
"That's enough.." the man sitting at the fore table said as he took a deep breath.
"For now, we must do as we can to acquire that painting but proceed as though it's under the protection of a powerful mutant"
"Doesn't that mean that we can only just try to buy it?" the man in white asked as they all turned to the fore chair
"Within this room and the many idiots out there, we are worth well over a trillion dollar, there is none that can outbid us"
"That may be true but you forget that we have limited liquid wealth"
"Then make preparations to gather sufficient liquid wealth" The man said before standing to leave.
Similar scenes occurred nearly all over the world, from with private governmental residences to billionaire homes or secret meeting places.
Meanwhile the one behind it all could be seen sleeping silently in his bed… hidden from the malicious public view due to the protection of the Swiss trust.
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