Chapter 29: Do You Think I Look Good?

"Sh*t!" Connor's heart skipped a beat when he saw Rachel coming toward him. But, there was nowhere else to hide on the balcony. Once Rachel came over, she would definitely see him. His heart thumped more violently than when he was peeping at Rachel just now.

Click clack, click clack…

Connor broke out in cold sweats as the footsteps were getting closer and closer.

Connor hesitated for a second before he gritted his teeth and stepped out from the balcony. "Professor Wallace."

"Connor?" Rachel gasped in surprise when she saw Connor.

"You're finally back, Professor." Connor pretended to be calm.

"Why were you hiding on the balcony, and when did you come in?" Rachel blushed when she recalled the scene of her changing her clothes in the living room.

"Didn't you ask me to help you move some stuff? When I came in, I… I saw a cockroach on the balcony and wanted to kill it for you. But, it managed to escape." Connor looked embarrassed as he tried to explain himself.

Rachel studied Connor suspiciously and asked, "Connor, do you think I would believe this explanation?"

"What I said is true, Professor Wallace," Connor tried to explain again.

"You know better than anyone else that you were hiding on the balcony and peeping at me just now," Rachel said with a frown as if she had seen through Connor's lie.

"I—I didn't see anything, Professor Wallace. Did you just change your clothes?" Connor shook his head vigorously without hesitation.

Rachel could not help but let out a charming smile when she saw Connor's expression. "Connor, if you don't tell me the truth today, beware of how I will punish you."

"I really didn't see anything," Connor said, gritting his teeth.

"Are you sure you didn't see anything?"

"Absolutely." Since Rachel had discovered him, he might as well deny it until kingdom come. He would not admit that he had peeped at her changing clothes, no matter what.

"Well then." A suspicious look flashed in Rachel's eyes as he said softly, "I hope that this will not happen again in the future."

"Sure, sure." Connor quickly nodded.

"You may leave now." Rachel waved at Connor, looking a little helpless. She could do nothing about Connor since he denied it vehemently.

"Okay, goodbye, Professor Wallace." When Rachel was finally willing to let him go, Connor felt relieved and hurriedly left the room.

"By the way, Connor," Rachel suddenly called out to him as Connor was leaving.

Connor instinctively stopped in his tracks and looked nervously at Rachel. "May I help you, Professor?"

Rachel walked up to Connor in her high heels and looked up and down at Connor. With her height coupled with her high heels, she stood a little taller than Connor.

He was now very close to Rachel's chest and could clearly smell the unique scent on Rachel's body.

"Do you think I look good, Connor?" Rachel's fiery lips slightly parted, and the tone of her voice was highly ravishing.

Connor froze in place, not knowing how to answer.

"Say something—Do you think I look good?" Rachel looked at Connor with a seductive expression.

Connor could not help but take a deep breath, and then, he whispered, "I really didn't see you changing your clothes just now, professor."

A sly look flashed in her eyes as Rachel curled her lips and said, "I'm not talking about that. Even if you have seen it, I will not say anything about you. You didn't mean it, after all."

"But, I really didn't see it," Connor said, as Rachel was almost driving him crazy.

"Well, I heard that you have been delivering food part-time. My friend's new bar will be open in a few days. Why don't you work as a server at the bar?" Rachel no longer teased Connor but asked with concern.

Connor would have agreed at once and been very grateful to Rachel if she had said that in the past. But now, it was different. He had inherited a $10 trillion estate. Why would he still want to work as a server in a bar?

"I'm no longer working as a food delivery guy now, professor." Connor hesitated for a moment before he refused.

"You're not delivering food now? Then, how are you going to pay for your tuition fees?" There was a fleeting puzzlement in Rachel's eyes when she heard his response. As a counselor, Rachel was well aware of Connor's family situation. If it had been done in the past, Connor would have agreed without even thinking about it. But this time, he refused it, to her surprise.

"Well, I found a more relaxing job now, and I can make some money regularly," Connor explained.

"Cool." Rachel looked at Conor and nodded. "But, my friend's bar is about to open, and he needs workers badly. How about you go over and help him for a week?"

"Professor…" Connor hesitated.

"Connor, if you don't agree, I will have to hold you accountable for voyeurism," Rachel whispered to Connor.

"I really didn't peep at you just now, professor," Connor denied it categorically.

"You know better than anyone else." Rachel rebutted and pouted.

Connor hesitated for a moment. Then, he helplessly said, "Okay, I will do that as a favor for you."

"You peeped at me changing clothes just now, didn't you?" Rachel suddenly shouted as if she had changed into someone else.

Connor had no words..