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Loving You Means Having You

Scarlett, a top-tier private tutor, is a beauty that turns heads wherever she goes. Not only is she drop-dead gorgeous, but she's also a double major Ph.D. graduate from a prestigious university. Despite her beauty, she's cold-hearted and only has two close friends she can truly rely on. One is a wealthy guy who had an early coming-out and harbors feelings for his senior. The other is a quirky girl who, despite having access to billions in assets, prefers to earn her own money through her startup, always pinching pennies. Scarlett's life was supposed to be this serene, but everything changed when she met Lucius, the top dog of the city. To the public, he's an intimidating figure, cold and unapproachable. But behind closed doors, he's a different person. [Excerpts] Watching her retreating figure, Elijah teased, "Even you get the cold shoulder sometimes. Who's that, her boyfriend?" Lucius countered, "Do you know what I admire most about her?" Elijah gave a superficial answer, "Her beauty." Lucius calmly stated, "Her intelligence." Without waiting for Elijah's response, Lucius walked away. Elijah, not being a fool, pondered the situation. Scarlett maintained a distance from both him and Lucius. Such a woman was indeed intriguing.

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Walking on Thin Ice

A hint of amusement flickered in Easton River's eyes. After all her evasive talk, she still wanted to avoid getting involved.

With his hands casually in his pockets, he looked at Scarlett and asked, "Why do you dislike me so much? What did I do to offend you?"

"Mr. River, let's cut to the chase," Scarlett replied. "I'm a tutor for the Zhou family. It's not possible for me to work for you. It's not about the compensation; it's about commitments. Besides, I think you're more approachable, so I'm sincerely asking you for a favor. I'm just an ordinary tutor. Maybe my clients are special to others, but to me, this is just a job. I worked hard to be recognized, and I want to continue in this profession and stay in Deep City."

She stood in front of Easton, her head slightly raised. The light illuminated her face, and her gaze was firm yet gentle. Easton thought he saw a sparkle in her eyes, as if she was on the verge of tears, but upon closer inspection, there was not a single tear.