Junior Boyfriend Paying Off His Debt To Me

7

It turned out that Carl was not good at drinking.

Fortunately, he acted all normal when drunk. When he was drunk, he just laid his head on the table and fell asleep without saying a word.

My client belched and gave me a thumbs-up. "Helena, your assistant is really... honest!"

"Although he doesn't know how to spice things up and is not good at drinking, he stuck up and drank for you every single time!"

I smiled awkwardly and saw him off. Then, I returned to our table and poked Carl, who was still passed out drunk by the table.

"Hmm? I'll drink this for Helena!" Carl struggled to get up with squinted eyes.

I pulled him up. "We aren't drinking anymore. The client had left already. You should too."

Carl had just got up and sat down again at my words. "I'm not going home. I'm going wherever you are going."

Carl's face flushed red when he was drunk, but his eyes seemed to have gotten brighter. He looked straight into my eyes and smiled suddenly.

My heart skipped a beat.

"Helena, I've wronged you. You're a good person." His voice softened when he was drunk.

I was touched. "Wow, good for me. I've finally cleared my name."

Carl shook his head vigorously and said, "No. I heard about the project you were talking about. It's a very good one as it aims to help disabled children."

"I can't say it helps. We also make money on this."

Although the project would eventually benefit disabled children and wouldn't make much profit, it was still a business project. I didn't want to label myself as a charity.

Carl smiled and looked at me. "You can make money and contribute to the greater good of society at the same time. I was too naive before and didn't know that you had experienced so much. And I didn't expect that the real-life workplace would be so complicated..."

I chuckled helplessly. I wouldn't consider things to be complicated, at least the client today was easy-going enough.

However, it warmed my heart to know that someone understood how hard it was for me. Even if he only understood a tenth of it.

Carl blinked and continued, "Helena, do you know that I thought you had changed? At first, I thought you only cared about money, but in fact, you're still as kind as before..."

Of course, money was just a means. I was still...

"Hang on? What do you mean by before?"

Seeing that I was confused, Carl became anxious and patted my cheeks with both hands. "Did you forget? We were in the Blue Sky Team together!"

He patted my cheeks so hard that my face went numb.

Grabbing his hands, I held them in my hands tightly as I repeated his words. "Blue Sky..."

Oh! Now that I thought about it, it had been so long. It was like in a previous lifetime.

It was a charity team organized by the school when I was in high school to help the disabled and the lonely elderly.

At that time, young people who had nothing to worry about were passionate about contributing to society. On the contrary, young people nowadays plunged themselves straight into life and cared only about money.

Seeing that I finally remembered, Carl smiled happily. "I was in junior high school when I joined the team too. Every time I saw you helping others so patiently, I felt like you had the halo of an angel on you!"

Fortunately, he didn't say it was the halo of the Holy Mother.

I couldn't bear to reminisce about the past. I was so embarrassed that I got goosebumps all over my body. I waved a hand quickly and said, "No. I was still childish back then..."

Speaking of this, I suddenly realized something.

Not only did the goosebumps not fade away, I felt my hair standing on end.

"Carl Styles, be honest with me. Did you recognize me in the beginning?"

"Did you... trick me on purpose today?"

I, Helena Johnson, was devoted to tricking children. Did I fall into the trap of my victim?

He was obviously the one whose wicked plan had been uncovered, but he looked at me with glistening eyes and nodded excitedly.

"Yes!"

8

The case had been solved.

Carl had really been tricking me from the very beginning.

He deliberately scratched my car to attract my attention.

Hmph, that was exactly what men would do.

However, he miscalculated and went overboard. He didn't expect my car to be so expensive.

What was even more unexpected was that I was wild enough to make him pay off the debt with himself.

So, why did he scold me for being rich but cruel? He truly hated what I had become.

Because I acted against the image I had in his heart!

But later, the situation was reversed. He learned the gossip from Wallace and found out how hard I had been working from my client.

So now, he liked me again.

After solving Carl's case, I was very depressed.

It was so embarrassing for me to be fooled by a child. Most importantly, I thought I was the smarter one between us.

I was so angry that I crossed my arms and interrogated him.

"Why did you trick me? What did you want?"

Carl, who was drunk, behaved well and sat up straight as he said seriously,

"Helena, I'm in love with you."

I didn't pay much attention to what Carl said after that, such as how he worked hard to get into the same university as I did, and so on.

My head was buzzing with my own voice.

"He's 5 years younger than me. He's in love with me and wants to be with me?"

What a joke!

Carl must really be drunk.

I interrupted his nagging and pulled him up.

"I'll take you back to school."

His glistening eyes darkened almost immediately.

"Hmm? Back to where? Which school am I in? Which dormitory am I staying in? I don't remember..."

He was so good at tricking others. How can he play tricks even when he was drunk?

I took a deep breath to calm myself down. "Are you sure you don't remember?"

He nodded sincerely.

"Okay, I'll take you to the police station."

I really didn't expect Carl to be so determined not to tell me where he lived.

What should I do? Was I really going to take him to the police station?

What if the police ask about our relationship? Could I say that I was his sugar mommy?

No way!

So I could only take him back to my house.

"Yes, that's why!" I told myself that I really had no choice but to take Carl home.

After parking the car, I looked at the person in the passenger seat, who had his mouth slightly opened and slept soundly. I felt my head ache.

At first, I thought that Carl's proud and cold attitude reminded me of myself when I was younger, and thus came up with the idea of teasing and bullying him.

Who would have imagined that after drinking a few glasses of wine in the evening, the young boy became all soft and frank, and his casual smile was enough to make one's heart flutter?

In fact, under his cute disguise, he turned out to be a scheming boy that had been tricking me from the very beginning.

He even drunkenly said that he had had a crush on me for many years.

I lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and couldn't help but sigh.

What did he mean by being in love with me? Did he mean how Wallace loved me? Or was he in love with me for my money?

I didn't understand, nor did I want to understand.

I patted myself on the face. "Helena Johnson, if you're deceived again at your age, it'll be too embarrassing."

Especially if you were to be deceived by a kid.

I turned to look at Carl, feeling a little angry.

"Why did you confess? If you didn't confess, I could still play with you without any scruples, but now..."

Now, I could only dump Carl in the guest room!

When I woke up in the morning, my waist and back were sore.

I did exercise a lot the night before, such as when I pulled Carl out of the car, carried him upstairs, held his flailing hands steady to open the door with difficulty, and covered him in the quilt to stop him from hugging me around the waist.

I was tired, so tired. I closed my eyes and wanted to sleep for a while longer.

When I smelled the smell of food.

"Helena, are you awake? Breakfast is ready." Carl knocked on the door softly.

Of course, I was! I was also starving! I sat up immediately.

Suddenly, I came back to my senses and said coldly, "Okay."