Age is just a number

The next day, in the afternoon.

Coming down from the taxi, I walked toward the huge tall gate in front of me. I tightened my grip on the bag I was holding. I could see two gate men through the opening space in the gate, and when they opened it, I smiled at them and entered.

I walked for about five minutes before reaching the main mansion. I stared at it in awe. I used to think the Owen family was the richest, but seeing this mansion was another thing entirely! I suddenly felt this family could easily buy the Owens.

I wish I were born into a rich family like this... I wouldn't have to work this hard just to earn money!! I sighed as I entered the luxurious living room, huge enough to build another house inside it. The chandeliers and lights made it look like heaven!

A maid approached me and smiled. "Hello, are you Miss Lisa?"

"Yes, I am," I answered confidently. I had to act professional so they wouldn't look down on me! The contract wasn't easy to get anyway.

"Follow me, please," the maid said and turned around, heading to another door.

I followed her while my eyes kept roaming around. I had never seen a place this luxurious before. Soon, we reached another living room. "How many living rooms do the Donovans have?" I asked in confusion.

The maid chuckled. "Two. The first one is for guests. This one is private."

"Ohhh." I nodded. A beautiful woman was sitting on one of the white couches, eating fruit. She smiled and stood up when she saw me. "Oh, Miss Lisa, welcome! You're earlier than I expected."

I quickly bowed. "Thank you for trusting me, Mrs Donovan."

"Oh, you don't need to do that." She patted my shoulder and glanced at the maids. "Is Kelvin back?"

They nodded. "Almost an hour ago." The woman sighed and looked back at me. "Miss Lisa, I won't blame you if you can't handle him. His temper is getting worse day by day. He's just a year into university and..." She shook her head.

I chuckled softly and nodded, touched by her kindness. I had no idea there were still respectful rich women like her. "Don't worry, Mrs Donovan. I'll try my best."

She smiled. "I'll be happy if you can. Thank you so much." Then she turned to the maids. "Take her to Kelvin, please."

The maid bowed. "Follow me, please." I smiled nervously and followed her. I don't even know why I was nervous to see the boy! "Excuse me," I said.

The maid paused and looked at me. "Can I help you, Miss?" I swallowed and forced a smile. "Ahh... yeah. First, can I know your name?"

"Oh, Gift."

"Thank you, Gift. How can I see the head maid?" Seeing her brows rise, I quickly shook my head. "I just want to ask her something." Maybe if I try what Sofia told me, it would work.

She nodded and took me to the kitchen. We saw the head maid ordering other maids around. Gift whispered something to her, and the woman looked at me before nodding. "May I help you?"

"Ahh... yeah." I stepped forward and bowed respectfully. "Hello, ma'am."

"Ahh, don't do that. I'm not used to it," she snorted. She's a maid, so she probably thinks she doesn't need respect, but she's old for Christ's sake!

"Oh, I understand. I just want to know about young master Kelvin." Everyone suddenly looked like they had a lot to say, but none of it was good.

"Why would you want to know that? Who are you?" she asked in amusement. "I'm his new teacher and..." I moved closer and lowered my voice. "I need your help. I don't want to lose this job. I really need the money."

She looked at me in confusion. "Why do you think I can help you?"

I suddenly felt speechless and uncomfortable. With the way she spoke, it didn't seem like she wanted to help. Why the fvck is a maid more arrogant than her master?! "Ahh, I'm very sorry for asking. Gift, please take me to him."

"Wait..." I couldn't believe she called me back. She sighed. "I don't really know much about him since he turned fifteen. He's difficult to understand and hard to please. But one thing I know, he hates noise. I can't give you full details, but if you pay attention to him, you'll understand."

"Ohh, noted." I nodded and left with Gift. But I already got one important thing, he hates noise. We went upstairs to another apartment decorated in black and white. "We're here,"

"I like his taste," I nodded at the decorations.

We reached a room that looked like an office, filled with different kinds of books. And there he was a cold young boy sitting on a chair, looking annoyed.

Sensing our presence, he raised his head. The world seemed to pause when our eyes met. He looked very innocent and... how can he be this good-looking? Oh my gosh! Those green eyes swept from my head to toe in a quick scan, then he looked away!!

The maid stepped forward and stretched her hand. "I'm not ready for class," he said coldly, glancing at me. "Get out."

I sighed and sat in one of the chairs in front of him, ignoring him. "You won't like it if your father knows you don't want to learn," the maid warned.

Kelvin grunted and handed her his phone. My eyes narrowed when I noticed the anger and displeasure on his face. "Why are you collecting his phone?"

"It's an order from his parents."

"Let him have his phone..."

"But it's..."

"What's with the noise? Both of you, get the fvck out," he snapped. Idiot! I rolled my eyes.

"Look who I'm speaking for..." I frowned in annoyance.

"Do I need you to speak for me? If you had a better job than teaching, would my phone be taken away?"

"So since I'm here, boy, there's nothing we can do about it," I said, took the phone, and walked out.

The maid was shocked. "What is she doing?" She glanced at Kelvin and quickly left.

After a few minutes, I returned and placed the phone on the desk in front of him with no words, no expression, just a pissed look that made him wonder why I was mad. But I already understood something.

He was surprised. His parents were very strict about distractions, and his phone was banned during lessons.

"I won't appreciate this," he said arrogantly. "It won't change my mind about doing this shit."

"I don't need appreciation. I helped you, so you help me."

He smirked at his phone, ignoring me.

"You don't have to listen," I chuckled, pulling out my textbooks. "Thinking you're perfect and don't need to learn is fine, but it sucks."

"Today's work isn't much, just an introduction to Business Studies," I said calmly and began explaining.

"For instance, you love your phone so much. Since you're addicted to it, it can also help you in business. In fact, it's one of your strongest tools. That's why I didn't want them to take it away."

Still ignoring me.

I glanced at him and nodded. He was on TikTok, watching reels.

I dropped my book and stared at him. His features were exactly like his mother's, even the hair and sharp eyes. He looked cute and stupid. How can this cute creature be this stupid? Even if he refuses to learn, is he not ruining his own life?

He suddenly looked up. I raised a brow and kept staring. Eye contact? I'm very good at it. I already saw him as my younger brother. "What is it?" he frowned.

I was sure he was used to girls getting shy or scared of his gaze.

"What? I'm just watching you," I chuckled, staring at his rare ruby-green eyes. "You can learn from what you're watching, you know."

"A TikTok video?" He raised a brow.

"Of course," I chuckled. At least if you waste half your life on TikTok, it's still an achievement, a lazy one.

"Are you cursing me in your mind?" His eyes narrowed.

I was surprised he could read me so well, but I'm older and smarter than him. "Why would I? I'm just thinking of a fun way to teach you business using TikTok," I said sarcastically, surprising Alex.

" Are you kidding me teacher?"