Chapter 125

Chapter 125:

The man stood before Eileen, wrapped minimally in a bath towel tied around his waist, moisture still clinging to his freshly washed hair.

The sight of his immaculate, familiar back sent a chill running through Eileen and momentarily robbed her of breath.

The familiar aroma of pine filled her senses as she looked at the man’s back.

Her legs failed her, rendering her motionless.

Suddenly, a youthful voice, likely belonging to a teenager, questioned her presence.

“What are you doing here?”

Regaining her composure, Eileen turned to see Milford at the door of the room, brandishing a toy gun.

“My apologies for the interruption,” Eileen quickly explained, while the man inside paid her no heed.

The man looked remarkably like Bryan. Could Bryan actually be in Wist Land?

After composing herself, Eileen said to Milford, “You’re the one who directed me to the first room on the left on the second floor? This isn’t your room at all.”

Milford spun around and headed up to the third floor, saying, “I didn’t tell you that. The mistake was yours for entering the wrong room.”

When the educational agency had introduced Milford, his reluctant expression had been unmistakable.

Given his evident reluctance, Eileen was not surprised he would lie to her, so she didn’t say anything and followed him quietly to the third floor.

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Milford led the way into the first room on the left side of the third floor, with Eileen trailing behind.

Stepping inside, Eileen was immediately struck by the disarray of a bedroom in use: an unmade bed, toys and video game consoles scattered everywhere, and a pile of tattered books relegated to a corner.

“Stay there; don’t come inside,” Milford said, settling onto the sofa and casually starting a game on his iPad.

Eileen, standing in the doorway, recognized the game’s distinct sound—it was unmistakably the one developed by Huey.

As she stood at the doorway, she asked, “Is this your study room?”

“It’s the one next door,” Milford responded, his attention fixed on the game, not bothering to look up.

Eileen moved to the neighboring room, discovering a large study filled with an eclectic mix of literature.

The shelves were crammed with novels and various books on gaming and sports, none particularly scholarly.

The few textbooks in sight were in poor condition, tossed carelessly into the trash bin.

Eileen sighed before returning to Milford’s bedroom.

“Do you even plan on continuing your education?” she asked.

year ago,”

and the earrings that adorned his ears, Eileen realized he was far

on futile things,” Milford said, his fingers busy tapping the iPad as game characters performed actions on the screen. He was utterly engrossed, stating flatly,

mind—surely, he was Milford’s father. Though he appeared young, it wasn’t uncommon for wealthy individuals to maintain their

the man, but the awkwardness of their earlier meeting made

aware of her presence, he had made no effort

your family has hired a tutor for you, they clearly have expectations for you to continue your education. I’ve received the payment and the contract, so you’ll need to work with me. Next time, I’ll bring a third-grade textbook, and we’ll start with the basics,” Eileen said to

the key points from the third-grade

Milford’s game character

of that, Milford cut Eileen off impatiently. “Just leave them there if

to dealing with difficult students from wealthy families, but Milford’s outright defiance

up to you. There’s no loss to me,” Eileen responded, packing up the materials. “With what your parents are paying, the money for a month of tutoring is enough to buy three top-tier game consoles,

threw his iPad down and glared at her defiantly. “I’m not studying! So you

provide knowledge, not refunds. I don’t return

she collected her things and

time had been in vain, she noted Milford’s keen awareness of

for someone of his wealth and stature to be

down to the second floor and paused by the closed door of the room

her car. Looking up at a window on the second floor, she thought she saw a shadow. Could

Eileen asked Denzel about Milford and

in the same class as my daughter. His parents died a few years ago. He dropped out last year and now lives with his sister. He’s known for causing trouble. It’s doubtful how much you can

was

clarified quickly, “I’m just trying to learn more about him. I truly appreciate you

provide much more information. Perhaps you could speak with his sister’s friend who’s looking after him. My daughter said Milford used

Mr. Vance,” Eileen said as she saved

and made

she had seen on the second floor was not Milford’s father but rather a friend of

resistant to the tutoring sessions, and Eileen realized she might need to

best approach to discuss this over the

was already pulling into her driveway. Phoebe and Bailee looked surprised

your session supposed to

“It didn’t work out. Milford wasn’t cooperative, and his parents are absent. I

Bailee asked,

quickly said, “I’ve eaten already. No need to make anything for me. I’m

her bag by the door and headed

her expression showed a hint of displeasure. “This drama is starting to drag a

number, and the call was answered almost

you the current guardian of

off guard. He looked at Bryan through the window, feeling uneasy. “Sort of.

about Milford’s study,” Eileen stated. “Is this a good time for you

switched his phone to speaker and exchanged looks

him a sharp glance, one that was enough to leave

Milford is the younger brother of my boss’s friend, and

Bryan remained silent, Raymond didn’t dare to

Then could you perhaps have your

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