The Prodigy Boy Is Actually A 25 Old Girl!?

A few hours earlier...

Declan woke up after taking a nap not longer than half an hour. He decided to go to the kitchen to brew coffee without knowing that there was a pair of wide-eyed watching him from the corner.

"Unbelievable! You're actually my uncle??"

Declan glanced sideways and saw the face of one of the students at M university inside his house. He remembered this child's face because this young man had told him that Nick couldn't take extra lessons last Tuesday.

But he didn't know this boy's name, and he didn't care.

"So, you're my nephew?" came the flat tone from the man.

"Mister Black, you are the son of my grandfather?"

Declan did not immediately answer the young man's question but took a solemn sip of his coffee.

"What do you think?" Declan asked back after taking a sip of his warm drink.

"Uhm... by any chance, do you hate me?" Jacob felt that his uncle didn't like him, so the man was indifferent towards him.

"I don't have any reason to hate you, do I?"

"Yes, but my mom hates you a lot. I don't know the reason."

"How about you?"

"Me?"

"Do you hate me?"

"Well, I can't hate someone barely I know."

"Agree."

"Don't worry, Mr. Black. I will not take your position at Grandpa's company. After all, I don't have the ambition to control a large company."

The movements of Declan's hand that was holding his coffee cup stopped when he heard this. He put the coffee cup on the table then looked straight at the young man.

At first, he didn't want to talk to this young man too long because this child was the son of that narrow-minded woman.

But when he heard the youth's sincere tone and clear eyes without any ulterior motive, he reminisced on someone.

"You just like your father."

"You know my father?"

"Yeah. He was a great man."

Jacob grinned to hear someone praising his late father. "Mister Black, mom informed me to stay here from now on. If you don't mind, are you willing to tell me about my father? He died when I was a child. I don't really remember him."

Declan smiled softly, hearing the boy's request. "Sure. By the way, call me uncle. I'm not your professor here."

"Yes, sir! I mean, uncle." he corrected his calling while smiling cheerfully.

He thought Mister Black… er… Uncle Declan was an unapproachable man. But that man proved him wrong.

It was so easy to get the man to talk, and he was unexpectedly very friendly to him.

Or so he thought.

"But in one condition. Every time I tell you about your father, you have to complete an assignment from me."

"What kind of assignment?" he didn't know why, but his feeling was not good, waiting for his uncle's following words.

"Project assignments that take place at Black corp." was the answer making Jacob's jaw fell.

"Wh… What? No. Why should I do that?"

"You are the grandson of Mister Old Black and the successor of the Black corp. Isn't it the right time for you to learn the business now?"

"But. You're the real successor!"

Declan stared blankly at his coffee cup. "It's not mine. I don't have the right since the beginning."

"What? Why can't I understand whatever you're talking about?"

"I know where my position is. I never take something that is not mine."

"I still do not understand. Is there something wrong with my ears?" Jacob rubbed his ears while disgesting his uncle's words.

"You don't have to understand." Declan lifted his coffee cup only to gulp the blackish drink. "It's almost time. Go get ready." Declan patted Jacob on the shoulder once before finally returning to his room to take a shower.

Jacob frowned and cursed himself. Why should he be born as a descendant of the Black corp founder?? Why did everyone around him want him to take a position in the company?

Being a CEO or a director was not his style at all!

In the end, Jacob walked back to his room and acted like a good boy to get ready for his grandfather's birthday. He deliberately changed his clothes quickly so that his mother wouldn't nag him because he was slowing down.

As soon as his mother finished checking his appearance and smiled with satisfaction seeing him, Jacob immediately came out of his room and decided to hide in a poorly lit balcony.

The balcony was so dark, and there was barely any lighting that his mother wouldn't be able to find him here as long as he didn't make a sound.

He will be hiding here as long as possible so as not to appear at his grandfather's birthday. Jacob didn't know what his mother's plans were, and he thought Uncle Declan would help him get his mother to give up, making him the leader of his company.

Who would have thought that Declan seemed enthusiastic about educating him and teaching him about their family business project?

How very troublesome!

After hiding there for who knows how long, Jacob started to feel bored, and his legs felt itchy, and he wanted to take a walk in the backyard. But he didn't want to risk his mother finding him and dragging him into the main room so he could meet all kinds of people.

Thus, Jacob reached into his phone and chose an online game to play with his virtual friends.

While he was fighting the head of the boss in a dungeon, his ears caught a sound.

His eyes glanced briefly and saw two figures holding hands out and walking towards the end of the balcony. They didn't notice his presence because he was sitting on the floor next to the door. Furthermore, a small table and two wooden chairs were in place that covered his whole body, making no one would realize his presence.

Are they the guests who are already bored with the event and decide to make out in this place?

Well, he didn't care and returned to focus on his battle against the final boss.

"This place is so pretty."

Jacob's fingers that danced on his phone's screen stopped when he heard a sweet voice like an angel's song.

Isn't this… Roe's voice??

Jacob tried to peek through the gap in the table and find a girl's figure at the end of the balcony. He could not see the girl's face because of the position of her back facing him, but he could see her uncle's face as clear as the blue sky, and he immediately knew his uncle fell in love with the mysterious girl.

Moreover, he saw how gently his uncle put on his tuxedo coat to warm the girl. His eyes widened to see his uncle hugged the girl without warning.

Wow... he never knew that his uncle would be so forward to his lover. It seemed the rumor about Mister Black being gay was incorrect, after all.

"Uhm... That... Declan... I..."

How strange. Why does it feel he heard Roe's voice every time the girl talked?

"Yes?"

"I… I… I'm thirsty. Can you get a drink for me, please?"

"Alright. Wait here."

Jacob used this opportunity to get out of the shadow and walked over to the girl slowly. The girl still had her back to him because she was facing the backyard, so she didn't notice him.

He looked at the girl's back, which was now covered by his uncle's tuxedo. Even though this girl was wearing heels and showed no sign that this girl was Roe, Jacob felt he was looking at Roe when he saw her back.

Unable to hold back his curiosity, Jacob opened his mouth and called the girl.

"Roe?"

Jacob frowned when he saw the face of the strange girl he had never met. Is he wrong? So this girl isn't Roe? But why did the girl seem surprised to see him?

"Jack?"

"…" Jacob didn't make a sound and wondered where did this girl know his name? And why is this girl's way of calling her name the same as Roe?

"Uhm... I mean, I didn't know that someone is here." the girl looked away as if trying to avoid his gaze only to make him feel more suspicious.

"I know it's you, Roe." Jacob still had doubts that this girl was Roe, but he acted the opposite. "You can't fool me." His suspicion grew stronger when he saw the girl's pale color and her fingers fidgeting in her place.

"Jack, I can explain. I…"

"So, it's really you? What are you doing here? "

"I..."

"What is your relationship with Declan Black?"

"..."

"Why is he hugging you? No, why are you letting him do it? Why?" demanded Jacob without knowing he scared the girl off.

For the first time, Kaylee was afraid to meet Jacob face to face. She felt the young man's eyes radiance unusually piercing that it stabbed into her soul as if this young man was a two-faced demon who was ready to eat her alive.

"Roe, who are you?" Jacob gripped her wrist in a firm grip, causing a painful groan to escape from her lips.

Is this Jacob that as bright as the sun?