Billionaire Son

Chapter:13

Brentley stood there, dumbfounded, his face showing a mix of excitement and shock.

After a brief pause, Hailey found a white cheongsam (a traditional Chinese dress) in the wardrobe. She stood in front of the mirror, holding it up to herself to make sure it was suitable, and then began to put it on.

Hailey seemed to have a particular fondness for cheongsam (a traditional Chinese dress), often wearing them even during her classes. Brentley thought she could bring out the full allure of the cheongsam (a traditional Chinese dress), especially with her tall, sexy figure and fair skin. When she wore it, her figure was exquisitely defined, exuding an irresistible charm. She perfectly embodied what it meant to be a seductive beauty.

After putting on the cheongsam (a traditional Chinese dress), Hailey bent her graceful body to slip into her high heels, then turned to leave her apartment.

Brentley let out a long breath as he saw Hailey preparing to leave.

But just as she was about to step out of the door, she suddenly turned her head to glance at the balcony. She then gracefully walked towards it in her high heels.

"Oh no...Seeing Hailey approach, Brentley's heart sank. There was nowhere to hide on the balcony, and if she came over, she would undoubtedly discover him.

Brentley's anxiety grew, even more intense than when he had been secretly watching her change clothes.

Tap, tap, tap!

The sound of her footsteps grew closer, and beads of sweat began to form on Brentley's forehead.

"Miss Hailey!"

After a moment of hesitation, " Brentley gritted his teeth and stepped out from the balcony.

"Brentley Carter?" Hailey's eyes widened in surprise as she recognized him, her expression filled with confusion.

"Miss Hailey, you're back?" Brentley tried to maintain his composure as he addressed her.

"Brentley, what were you doing on the balcony? And when did you get in here?" Hailey's face flushed with embarrassment as she recalled changing her clothes earlier.

"Well, Miss Hailey, you asked me to bring something over, remember? When I came in, I thought I saw a thief in your room, so I went out to the balcony to check. But the thief already climbed down and ran away..." Brentley explained awkwardly.

She couldn't help but scrutinize Brentley from head to toe with her sharp eyes. "Brentley, do you really think I'll believe that?"

"Miss Hailey, I'm telling the truth..." Brentley quickly defended himself.

"Do you even believe what you're saying? Were you hiding on the balcony to secretly watch me change?" Hailey's voice was calm, but her archedeyebrows showed she saw right through him.

"No... I didn't see anything. Miss Hailey, you were changing?" Brentley shook his head vehemently without thinking.

Hailey couldn't help but let out a disdainful chuckle. "Brentley, if you don't tell me the truth today, I'll make sure the principal expels you."

"Miss Hailey, I swear I didn't see anything..." Brentley gritted his teeth, trying to convince her.

She looked at Brentley for a couple of seconds before speaking again. "Brentley, are you sure you didn't see anything?"

"Yes!"

Since he had already been caught by Rachel, Brentley definitely wouldn't admit to peeking at her while she was changing.

"Alright then..."

A strange glint flashed in Hailey's beautiful eyes, and she softly said, "I don't want anyone else to know about what happened today. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Yes, yes... I understand," Brentley quickly nodded. "You can go now," Hailey said, waving her hand dismissively. With Brentley refusing to admit anything, there wasn't much she could do.

"Goodbye, Miss. Hailey!"

Seeing that, she let him go, Brentley's expression visibly relaxed. He quickly turned and headed for the door.

"Wait, Brentley!"

Just as Brentley was about to leave the room, Hailey suddenly called out.

Brentley instinctively stopped in his tracks, his expression tense as he looked back at her. "Miss. Hailey, is there something else?"

Hailey, in her high heels, gracefully walked over to Brentley and looked him up and down.

Hailey was naturally tall, and with the added height of her heels, she was almost eye-to-eye with Brentley.

At this moment, Brentley was very close to Hailey. He could clearly smell the enchanting fragrance emanating from her.

"Hey, Brentley, how do you like my figure?" Hailey's seductive red lips parted slightly as she asked in a teasing tone. "Do you think I have a good figure?" Hailey's incredibly seductive voice whispered in Brentley's ear. Brentley instinctively froze, his mind buzzing. He had no idea what Hailey meant by that question.

"Answer me, do you think I have a good figure?" Hailey asked again, her expression full of temptation.

Brentley couldn't help but take a deep breath and then replied in a low voice, "Miss Hailey, I swear I didn't see anything just now..." A hint of helplessness flashed in Hailey's beautiful eyes as she pouted and said, "You're no fun. Even if you did see something, I wouldn't blame you. After all, it wasn't on purpose..."

"The point is, I didn't see anything!" Brentley was nearly at his wit's end, feeling tormented by Hailey.

"Alright then, I have a friend who's opening a bar in a few days but hasn't found suitable staff yet. I heard you've been working part-time outside of school, right? How about you work at my friend's bar for a while?" Hailey softened her tone, no longer teasing Brentley. If it had been the old Brentley, he would have agreed without a second thought and felt immensely grateful to Hailey. But things were different now. Brentley had just inherited assets worth trillions. How could he possibly work at a small bar?

"Miss Hailey, I’m not working part-time outside of school anymore..." Brentley hesitated before refusing.

"You're not working outside anymore? Then how are you going to pay for your tuition?" Hailey was taken back by Brentley's words, a look of confusion flashing in her eyes. She was quite familiar with Brentley's situation. In the past, Brentley would have agreed without a second thought, but this time, he actually turned her down.

"Yeah, I'm not taking any outside jobs anymore. I found something easier that pays a bit more," Brentley said softly.

"Oh, I see."

Rachel nodded slightly, then continued, "But my friend's bar just opened, and they're really short-staffed. How about you help out for a week?"

"Ms. Bennet..." Brentley hesitated.