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Chapter 134

Chapter 134:

Milford’s unexpected reaction took Eileen by surprise. With a puzzled look, she questioned, “Why would you think I’d scold you?”

“‘Because I’m not a good kid. I’ve gotten involved with the wrong crowd,” Milford admitted, trying to keep his tone light, despite the uncharacteristic sarcasm on his young face.

Eileen, catching on to something, sat next to him and said, “Who’s to say those people are all bad? Many people who commit major crimes look ordinary. Looks alone can’t tell you who’s good or bad, Milford.” Looking thoughtful, he played with the hem of his trousers without making eye contact with Eileen.

Eileen continued, “You should practice more before going out there to confront those people. At least, don’t embarrass yourself next time.”

Back in her school days, Eileen would cross paths with intimidating figures at the school gates, their presence alone enough to send chills down her spine.

But as she grew older, she realized that those tough-looking characters were all bark and no bite, only able to scare those unacquainted with the real world.

Eileen said, “You were not this timid when you were up to your pranks. To whom did you send the footage of the—”

Milford’s demeanor suddenly turned stormy at the mention of the surveillance footage.

He tilted his head with a sly grin. “I warned you about trying to change me. Feeling remorseful now? Give me seventy percent of the tutoring fees, and I’ll hand over the proof that clears your name. Then, we’ll be done with each other. Deal?”

Milford’s insistence on squeezing money out of Eileen revealed his thoughts. He clearly cared about money a lot.

“Why are you so desperate for money?” Eileen questioned bluntly.

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Milford replied, “Being poor gets you scorned, while wealth earns you respect. Everyone is chasing the almighty dollar.”

“But did you ever stop to think that your way of making money is flawed? That the amounts you’re snatching are limited? Put in the work, use your smarts, and earn your keep honestly. You’ll gain the respect that money can’t buy,” Eileen said.

She bit her tongue on asking how he had gotten so cynical about money at such a young age.

For now, she could only skim the surface in her efforts to reason with him. It barely yielded any results.

“‘You just want me to take your classes; you don’t really care about me,” Milford accused, his anger boiling over as he stood up and stormed out.

Eileen didn’t mind that. She hadn’t expected Milford to change so easily, after all. As she stood up, her gaze scanned the trash can.

There, among the refuse, lay the cracked bead.

She hesitated briefly. Then, with resolve, she picked up the bead, wrapped it in a scrap of paper, and slipped it into her pocket.

She knew she still needed to find an opportunity to handle the issue of the photos by working on Milford.

a meal in preparation. In the

watching. There seemed no need

to come over to tutor Milford tonight and tomorrow,” she said

to dedicate her time to Milford, hoping to get to the root of the problem

not bothering to look

culinary task

the dining table,”

quickly brought the

dishes and a soup in less than half an hour. Eileen was impressed by his culinary

decent before, but she hadn’t anticipated such an improvement over the last

to join dinner,

began eating quickly without any lack of

him, “Take a break,

and shot a

eventually

unexpectedly compliant

silence. She answered promptly. It was

resonant and full of

dealt

Milford had something to say to Bryan, stood up and moved to the living room for

Bryan’s expression turned stormy, his gaze following her as

bathing Eileen in

unable to see her face, could only guess

Why did she need to avoid him to answer the

eyes grew chilly. He continued

the call, Eileen came back to find Milford

finished eating, tidied the table, and

road, Eileen said to Bryan, “Sorry if I misunderstood you earlier. Thanks for your

silent, casually resting a hand on the

her lip, a wave of guilt washing

a stop and said simply,

and got out of the car. The car then sped off

left behind tousled

guilt turned into

a meal with Bryan wasn’t enough to bridge the gap

she headed back to

Before leaving for Bryan’s place, she texted

sandwich for her meal and