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Chapter 3 Almost Caught

Hearing what Grace said, I felt very embarrassed. I really wanted to find a hole to hide in.

I glanced at Grace quietly and found that she had put her bag on the table, walked up to me, looked me up and down, and nodded, "Not bad, very handsome, really good! I have never bought so many clothes for anyone else. In the future, you must listen to me at home."

My uneasy heart finally calmed down a bit, and I quickly nodded and said to Grace, "Thank you, Grace."

Grace smiled, took the clothes she bought, and went upstairs.

Dylan immediately leaned over and whispered in my ear, "It's okay. My annual salary is thirty thousand dollars, Grace handled all of it. In the past, she only gave money to her family on her mother's side. She's rarely willing to buy clothes for you. Remember, no matter what Grace gives you in the future, you can confidently take it; it's all my money!"

I awkwardly nodded, but I thought, 'Dylan, you're still an associate professor at the university, so why don’t you think about why Grace is so generous to me?

Dylan looked me up and down, then reached out and patted my shoulder, saying, "Nolan, now you look like a real college student!"

"Dylan," I whispered with a frown, "this is too expensive. This outfit could cover our living expenses for several months in the countryside."

"Hey, what are you two talking about? Gossiping behind my back?" Grace came down from upstairs, teasing us with a smile.

Dylan quickly explained, "Who would dare to speak ill of you? Nolan just said he has never seen such good clothes in his life, but they are really uncomfortable to wear."

"Well, that just shows you hasn't been thoughtful enough. You has been living well in the city but never cared about your little brother. Do you have the nerve to say that?" Grace retorted.

"I didn't think it through." Dylan turned to me and said, "Nolan, Grace treats you so well. If you make money in the future, don't forget to take good care of her!"

I awkwardly smiled and replied, "I will, definitely."

Grace pursed her lips and walked straight to the kitchen.

Dylan asked me to take all the clothes back to the room. After putting them in the wardrobe, I leaned against the wall and lost in thought.

Dylan was kind to me, but Grace had discovered my weakness, like a collector playing with his prized possession, constantly toying with my emotions.

What should I do?

Perhaps it was fate that Dylan would be cuckolded in his life, but it shouldn't be me!

Though I was filled with endless fantasies about Grace, even imagining having sex to her last night, there should still be some basic moral boundaries to uphold.

I decided to inform them that I move back to the student apartment.

Grace quickly prepared lunch and called me downstairs to eat.

The three of us sat in a triangle, with Dylan in the middle and me sitting across from Grace.

Just as I took a few bites of food and was about to speak up about moving out,

Grace suddenly said to Dylan, "By the way, I mentioned your professor evaluation to Chloe today. She said that the regulations are becoming stricter, and you might have to teach in remote areas for a year to have a chance of being promoted."

At the same time, I felt something climbing up my leg and quickly looked down, only to see Grace's foot reaching over from the other side.

She had taken off her cotton slippers and was wearing transparent stockings with red nail polish on her toes, teasing me with her toes.

My heart immediately raced, and I leaned forward, afraid of being caught by Dylan.

She was bold enough. She didn't behave so provocatively during breakfast this morning.

Now, with Dylan sitting right next to her, she was being so bold. Did she enjoy this kind of excitement?

Dylan responded grimly, "The problem is, even if I go teach in remote areas, it's not guaranteed that I'll be promoted."

"So, are you planning to give up?" Grace asked.

Dylan added, "Among the associate professors, I'm already considered young. I need strong connections to become a full professor next year. Unless the school leadership directly approaches me and makes it clear that I can become a professor by teaching for a year, then I will consider it."

"In that case, maybe we can bribe them," Grace suggested.

"Are you mad? The government is very strict on corruption and bribery. Even if you want to give, no one would dare to accept it at a time like this." Dylan said.

"It depends on what we're giving." Grace replied.

Dylan looked at her in astonishment and asked, "What are we giving?"

When Grace gave me a little nudge with her foot, and suddenly it dawned on me—she was trying to gift me to Chloe.

Instead of feeling used, I found myself getting secretly excited.

Grace glanced at me and said to Dylan, "You don't need to worry about it. I'll talk to Chloe about it later."

After lunch, we went back to our respective rooms to rest, but I couldn't sleep at all. My mind was filled with thoughts of Grace, not Chloe.

I even fantasized about whether Grace would come to my room once Dylan fell asleep. After what she did under the table during lunch, I couldn't imagine there was anything she wouldn't do.

However, reality proved me wrong. She didn't come to my room the whole afternoon. Instead, they both left for work together.

As they left, I felt a pang of jealousy at Grace's intimacy with Dylan's arm.

Feeling dejected, I walked downstairs, planning to see if anyone was playing basketball on the playground.

Just as I stepped outside, something floated down from above and landed on my head. I reached up and took a look, only to find something quite peculiar.

It was a piece of red fabric in the shape of a triangle, with three red ribbons extending from its corners. At first, I thought it was a face mask, but then it dawned on me - it was a T-back!

I looked up and saw Chloe leaning over the balcony next door, her cheeks slightly flushed. She smiled and said, "It's Nolan, right? Sorry, my stuff fell."

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