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Chapter 151

Chapter 151:

Eileen then advised Milford to absorb the basics quickly to set the stage for future learning.

An hour passed in the blink of an eye. Bryan prepared a plate of fruit and brought it to them. He looked younger in a white shirt and slacks, with strands of hair framing his forehead, accentuating his flawless features.

He placed the fruit plate before them and asked, “Have you had dinner?”

Eileen wasn’t sure if he was asking her or Adalina.

Adalina shook her head and said, “My father is working overtime at the company. My mother has gone to play cards and hasn’t returned home. She let me have some desserts and said she would cook dinner after my father comes home tonight.”

“What? You haven’t eaten yet?” Eileen was taken aback. “It’s already eight o’clock. Aren’t you hungry?”

“Well, my mom usually prepares my meals.” Adalina smiled bitterly. She believed her mother wasn’t exactly reliable when it came to preparing meals. But she couldn’t do anything about it.

Eileen didn’t know what to say. After all, this wasn’t her home.

“What about you?” Eileen heard Bryan’s voice from above her.

She turned to look at him and shook her head. “I didn’t eat. But I drank a bottle of milk before coming here. I’m not hungry. I usually don’t have dinner at night.”

“Come and cook with me. You can continue your lessons after dinner.”

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With that, Bryan turned around and went downstairs.

Adalina looked at Eileen, seemingly uneasy.

“Don’t worry. I’ll make spaghetti. Remind your mom to let you have dinner before I pick you up tomorrow,” Eileen said.

She stood up. “You review the practice problems first. I’ll call you when dinner is ready.”

Bryan was already in the kitchen when Eileen came downstairs. He boiled the water and turned around to look at her. “Come and help me,” he said.

“Okay.” Eileen rolled up her sleeves and walked into the kitchen.

She stared at the pot for a long time, unsure of what to do. Finally, she took a deep breath and looked at Bryan. “What should I do?” she asked.

Bryan pointed to the refrigerator. “There are tomatoes and cilantro in there. Wash them.”

Eileen remained silent, thinking Bryan had deliberately asked her to help him. Even so, she did as she was told.

Then, she stood aside and watched Bryan cook.

He soon finished cooking and filled four plates with spaghetti.

took her phone and sent a WhatsApp message. She thought for a while and added Adalina and Milford to a group chat so they could discuss lessons together in

sent a message: “Kids,

downstairs.

placed the forks on the table, Milford looked at

stunned; she hadn’t known it was Bryan’s birthday. He

birthday, Mr. Dawson. I’m sorry I didn’t know, or I would have gotten you

at Bryan, who was sitting at the

not really close to

still looked a

the spaghetti. He frowned and finished his entire plate, already upset by Eileen’s indifferent attitude. Little did he know that what was about to happen would dampen

lights appeared outside the

walked over to the window. Eileen and Bryan followed them. The four stood in front of the French window and

person stood in

person here for

his head,

seen that car

going on, Eileen’s phone rang. It was a

picked it up and heard a strange

at your

the same person she had met at the club last night. She quickly hung

think he’s here for me. I’ll handle it,” she

coat, slipped it on, and hurried out. Arthur stood there at

you here?” Eileen looked at the bouquet Arthur was offering but didn’t take

be able to find you if you gave me a fake name and phone number?” Arthur said, gesturing for her to take

think I haven’t

you’re looking for fun, I’m not your playmate. If you’re serious,

she

“Are you playing hard to get? If so, it’s working, mainly because

innocent. Just let me in, and I promise to make you happy. What

withdraw her hand, but Arthur’s grip only tightened. She couldn’t take

the flowers on the ground and glaring at Arthur, she said, “This is not my home. I’m here to tutor my students. If you

call me ‘Daddy’ in bed.” Arthur’s lustful gaze swept over

squirmed with disgust and tried to yank her hand away from Arthur’s hold.

backward and almost lost

Bryan said coldly as he grabbed

watched as Bryan squeezed Arthur’s wrist, causing his expression to change. Arthur grimaced in pain and had no choice but to let

released Arthur’s hand and took Eileen’s, gently running his fingertips over her wrist

to his arrogant demeanor. “Who do you think you are? You better mind your own

Why don’t you introduce yourself?”

lamp was on, casting a shadow over them. Bryan towered over Arthur, his indifference suppressing Arthur’s

confidently. “Who are you? Trust me; you

a moment to recall someone named Arthur Blake in Wist Land. Bryan arched an

assumed Bryan wasn’t someone powerful, as it wasn’t