Present.

  In a room on the second floor, there are Brunuyto and Lucy, Lucy sitting on a chair, Brunuyto however is standing

  -So, what's the next step? - Lucy said curiously.

  -Well, first let's summarize the plan- Brunuyto said.

  The plan was simple, to attract the richest woman in the country. However, it wouldn't be easy at all, she doesn't appear in any interviews, newspaper covers, there is no information about her, except that she exists. Brunuyto, when investigating information about her, couldn't find anything special, he got to the point of giving up, when he found an article, revealing the woman's possible family, in that same article, it said that she only had one son, with no information about her name or appearance. This intrigued Brunuyto, he studies at an elite school, since his grandparents have a lot of money, and at his school, there was one boy in particular who intrigued him, he was reserved, he always came home with guards and a top-of-the-line car. It was just a guess, but Brunuyto considered that the boy might be the lady's son. After weeks of investigating, following the car that carried the boy, Brunuyto noticed that they were passing through streets that were rarely visited and sparsely populated.

  *It seems like a great place for a strange child to live *Brunuyto thought.

  He did one simple thing: he invited two of his friends, David Lugte and Martins, to start a fight with the boy, but not just fight, pressure the boy so that he wouldn't say anything. David was particularly good at scaring other boys, so he pressured the boy. Brunuyto thought that by hitting her son, the lady would eventually show up. Since no one knows who she is, she has nothing to fear, and it was her son, it was a shot in the dark. He told Lucy to tell one of the teachers that it was Brunuyto who started the fight, but that was just so Brunuyto could show up in the principal's office. When the situation unfolded, Brunuyto was called to the office, where he saw three ladies. The lady who was next to the boy who was used as a victim was surprisingly quite elegant, wearing jewelry, necklaces and an expensive-looking dress.

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  Is that her? She could be a maid or a relative. Her hair is wet and her makeup looks rushed, Brunuyto thought.

  Brunuyto heard the name, Mrs. Beatriz Byua.

  Coming back into the room.

  -So? Was that her? - Lucy asked.

  -I have my doubts, but I'll have my answer soon. That's David's job. - Brunuyto said calmly.

  The meeting was over, the three students who had forced the situation had been released, and they were given a light punishment of cleaning the library.

  -Son, what really happened? - Beatriz Byua said.

  The son was a little afraid and remained silent for a minute.

  -It was a fight, mom - the son said.

  - You made me come all the way here, and these injuries, that's serious. We'll talk at home. - Beatriz said, leaving.

  The boy picked up his backpack and went back to the classroom.

  *But I didn't do anything, why would I just... * the boy thought.

  The boy kept walking towards his classroom, it was late and there was almost no time left until classes ended. A hand touched the boy's shoulder.

  -So, are you okay? - David said, holding the boy's shoulder, with a laughing smile.

  The boy stopped, looked to the side. *Shit, that's him. *

  -Yes, yes, I'm fine... - the nervous boy said.

  -Great, really great, you know I worry about you. My name is David, David Lugte - David said, holding the boy's shoulder tightly.

  -My pleasure, Mr. David - the boy said with tears of fear.

  -Hi, hi, don't cry. What a shit. - David said, irritated.

  David starts pulling the boy to the bathroom and throwing him against the wall.

  -Listen, listen carefully, I'm only going to ask once, is that your mother? - David said, smiling.

  *Shit, that's the worst case scenario, she's scary,*

  -No, that's not an excuse. - the boy said.

  David approaches and puts a knife to the boy's throat.

  -This is no joke, kid - David said seriously.

  -Sorry, sorry - the boy said, crying. - She, she *no, what am I doing* she's my mother.

  -Hmm, great, beautiful, see, simple, phew, I'm tired, come on, we have to go or we'll be late - David said, smiling.

  David leaves the bathroom and leaves the boy there, lying down crying.