Love Comes To Me
Chapter 1410: It's enough for me if you are content on your own

Not long after, a car pulled up and stopped in front of him.

The window slowly rolled down to reveal Paulina's smiling Dulce's face.

"Mama!" shouted Esteban with joy.

"Mom is taking you to school today." Said Paulina.

"Okay!"

As soon as Esteban heard that she was taking him to school, he opened the door and climbed into the car happily, without the slightest hesitation.

On the way, Paulina asked him about his school with concern.

"Everything is fine."

Esteban's answer was ambiguous and Paulina did not delve into the matter, but said, as if casually, "If you get into any trouble at school, make sure you tell mom and dad, okay?" "Yes." Esteban quickly replied.

Paulina smiled and said nothing more.

She looked at the road in front of the car, some concern hidden in her eyes.

When they arrived at the school, Paulina sat in the car and watched Esteban drive into the school until he was out of sight before starting the car and driving off.

For several days, Paulina drove Esteban to school herself, and Alfredo watched Esteban's every move at school.

But nothing unusual was noticed.

On Friday, Paulina had to pick Esteban up from school because she had to work.

It was the day of Esteban's violin lesson.

Esteban's violin teacher, Tito Chavez, has won numerous international awards.

Perhaps God was jealous of his talent, but when he was in his thirties, he was in a car accident and unfortunately injured his hand, which prevented him from continuing to play the violin. However, he was more than capable of teaching his students.

Esteban is now his only pupil.

Tito lives in a villa on the outskirts of town and the driver dropped Esteban off and left.

Esteban stood outside the villa, staring at the closed door, the small hand that fell to his side slowly squeezing.

Alfredo, watching him from the shadows, frowned and wondered if it was just him, why did he look so cold? He didn't look like a child at all.

Alfredo followed his gaze into the villa and his brow furrowed, was there something here he didn't like?

It was a long time before Esteban took a step and went over to ring the doorbell.

Soon the door opened and he stepped inside.

Alfredo looked around and noticed that there were floor-to-ceiling windows on one side of the villa. He quickly walked over, crouched in a corner and looked through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the house. There was a man sitting on a couch in the living room.

The man looked somber and gave off a slightly uncomfortable feeling.

When he saw Esteban enter, the corner of his mouth curved, "I thought you wouldn't dare come."

Esteban straightened his back and slowly approached him step by step, with a pair of ripple-free eyes staring at the man, and a cold smile stretching the corners of his mouth. "What is there to be afraid of."

Esteban had a powerful aura about him that was impossible to ignore, nothing like a child.

Alfredo was surprised.

Was this the same Esteban he knew?

Although he knew Esteban looked like the prince, because he was a child, he never thought that one day he would be as powerful as the prince.

In front of adults, no less.

Esteban's fearlessness and confidence met with a tinge of appreciation in the man's eyes and he laughed out loud, "Not bad! I like a student like you. But ..."

He suddenly changed the subject, "I guess you haven't told your parents that I hit you."

"I'm enough to sort it out on my own." Esteban looked at him coldly.

"Very well. I'd like to change rich people like you, hard-boned, instead of broken." The man stood up and took a step closer to Esteban.

At a distance of two steps from Esteban, the man stopped and stared at him, a bloodthirsty smile curving the corners of his mouth, "I hope you're still as hard-boned afterwards!" Esteban glared back at him without showing any weakness, "Don't worry, it'll be there."

With that, Esteban took off his school bag and tossed it aside, assuming a posture without a hint of fear in his little boy face.

The man looked at him with a grimace for a moment and then suddenly struck.

It was fast and hard!

If Esteban hadn't reacted quickly and dodged, he would have fallen to the ground.

Esteban screamed as if he had been touched by a small beast and charged the man, using all the moves he had learned.

With the advantage of his height, the man easily dodged his attacks.

"That's all you can offer?" The man taunted loudly.

Stephen's eyes flashed with viciousness and his movements became faster and more precise.

Several times he struck the man.

The man grunted in pain, but instead of being annoyed, he seemed excited, like a child who has found his beloved toy.

"Come on, do it again! Show me how good you are again." The man threw a series of punches, all of them hitting Esteban's body.

The difference in height between an adult and a child, the difference in strength, Esteban was knocked to the ground several times. But each time he got up and defiantly attacked the man again.

"I think you'd better give up, you're no match for me." The man made a sound deliberately to goad Esteban.

Esteban's small, boyish face tightened with force, and although his body was tired, he did not give up.

Finally, the man tackled him back to the ground.

He was on his hands and knees, ready to get up, when the man came straight up and stomped on his back.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, that's all you are, you just had a big mouth!" The man glared at him.

Esteban struggled, "Let me up, let me up, let me up! I haven't given up!"

The man's foot gave a hard shove and Esteban cried out in pain.

Alfredo's face became very ugly at the sight and he wanted to rush, but he felt bad and immediately called Marcos.

As soon as he got through, he spoke urgently, "Prince, the little prince has been hit, do I have to go in and rescue him?"

"Where is he?" asked Marcos on the other end of the phone.

Alfredo told him where he was.

Marcos was surprised, "Isn't this the violin professor's residence?"

"Prince, this teacher is not a good person."

One sentence said it all.

"Wait for me."

With that, Marcos hung up the phone and hurried out the door.

Paulina was talking to the other secretaries when she saw him come out of his office with a bad face.

Paulina waved at him and unconsciously asked, "Is something wrong with Esteban?"

"Paulina, stay in the office, I'll go and come back."

"I'll come with you." Paulina said.

Marcos knew he couldn't argue with her, so he agreed and took her with him.

As the car sped down the road towards the field, Paulina's hands clasped together uneasily.

"What's going on?" Paulina turned her head to look at the man in the driver's seat.

"We'll see when we get there."

Marcos drove the car at full speed, even running a red light.

Shout-

The tires scraped the ground with a ripping sound and the car came to a stop in front of the villa.