Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right novel Chapter 1791

Solomon, the new transfer from a top foreign school, had inherited the Osborne Group. In six hours, he'd become the talk of the town.

In Class 3-1, Lillian propped her pencil in her mouth, glaring at Solomon beside her.

"Did my parents send you to babysit me?" she asked.

Solomon, now 18, was a far cry from his kid self. Lillian hadn't seen him in two years.

He'd shot up, taller than her by a head. His shoulders were much broader, and his jaw was sharper.

He looked intense, more like an adult than a student.

But Lillian could tell he was faking it. She wanted to call him out.

"You wish," Solomon said coolly. "My mom faked being sick to drag me back, just to dump the company on me."

"Huh? Doesn't that mess up my parents' job?"

"They have been hands-off for years."

"What? Then who's running it?"

Solomon turned his laptop toward her and tapped the screen. "Who do you think?"

Solomon stared at her and deadpanned. "I'm messed up."

"Huh?" She blinked, then nodded. "Yeah, fair."

"Lillian, heads up," someone called out.

A basketball flew at her from the doorway. Solomon's brow twitched. In a flash, he raised his right hand and snagged it midair without even looking up.

The kid outside froze, spooked by the icy vibe Solomon threw his way.