Chapter 154 This Job Is Definitely Mine
Client information was absolutely confidential.
That was why Harper was quite surprised when she saw Rhodes.
Rhodes wasn't surprised to see her, though, as the teacher's information was provided to the client in advance.
He was dressed impeccably and looked as if he had just finished a video conference.
After her initial shock, Harper's first reaction was to feel she had been rude. She quickly stood up and bowed slightly.
"Mr. Getty, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to fall asleep."
Rhodes replied unhurriedly, "Are you sure you didn't mean to?"
Harper was momentarily at a loss for words and was unable to respond.
Seeing her slightly stunned expression, Rhodes pinched his brow and explained, "Easy, I’m joking."
Harper forced a smile and was awkward.
She really wanted to remind him not to joke like that in the future. But it felt too much like a boss reprimanding a subordinate.
"Please, have a seat," Rhodes said.
Harper sat down as told.
Rhodes then asked, "Have you reviewed Noah's information?"
Harper shook her head. Only selected teachers could view the student's information, which meant Rhodes had to be satisfied with her first.
Rhodes didn't waste time and got straight to the point as he said, "I have spoiled Noah. He has a bad temper and loves to mess with people. You're his ninth teacher this year. I have no problems with your information, provided you can tame him."
He used the word ‘tame.’ Coupled with Ava's hesitation earlier, Harper could already imagine how troublesome this child must be.
Harper thought for a moment and asked, "Does he hit?"
Rhodes raised an eyebrow and was seemingly surprised by her focus. "He doesn't hit women."
Harper breathed a sigh of relief as she said, "Then that's fine."
Rhodes said coolly, "You should meet him first."
He turned to the servant, Savannah Adams, and instructed, "Ask Noah to come down."
Savannah went upstairs, soon came back, and timidly said, "Mr. Getty, Mr. Noah requested the teacher to see him there."
Rhodes frowned. "Tell him to get down here."
Savannah went to relay the message again but failed again.
Rhodes, with a calm face, suppressed his emotions and said, "Mrs. Sackler, please wait a moment."
With that, he stood up as if to go upstairs.
Harper, who was tactful enough, said, "I'll go with you."
It was getting late, and she still needed to go home after meeting Noah.
Upstairs, the door was slightly ajar. Rhodes knocked and then pushed it open.
Seeing Noah disheveled, Rhodes sternly said, "Mrs. Sackler is here. Please put on your clothes."
Noah, seeing Rhodes, got up slowly and put on a red sleeveless T-shirt, which exposed his arms.
Rhodes nodded at Harper, who then stepped inside. Noah's room was full of punk style, and she could see Noah with his blue hair at a glance.
He didn't look like a child at all. His face was particularly striking with upturned eyes like Harper's.
However, while Harper's similar eyes made her look cute, Noah's made him look rebellious and sinister. He was clearly not so easy-going.
Looking at him again, she estimated his height to be over six feet, which made him look less like a child.
Most high school students were around seventeen or eighteen years old. Noah had repeated a year, so he was already an adult.
She nodded and smiled at him as she said, "Hello, my name is Harper Sackler. You can call me..."
"You're Fraud Sackler," Noah interrupted, yawning. He glanced at Rhodes disdainfully and said, "Are you finding me a new teacher or a new mother? This woman doesn't have as good a figure as the previous ones. Is this your new type?"
His words were quite unpleasant and clearly meant to humiliate his father.
Rhodes sternly rebuked, "Noah, please show some respect."
"Alright, Mrs. Sackler."
Noah dragged out his words, and he was clearly mocking.
Harper didn't mind but replied, "Hello, Noah."
It made Noah angry to see Harper remain calm, neither anxious nor humble.
He sneered as he said, "Mrs. Sackler, you're here for the job because you want to be my dad’s wife, right? You don't need to waste your efforts here. I'll send you his schedule right now. He goes to the same bar every Saturday for a few drinks. And just go there and seduce him. It's much easier than trying to win me over."
"Noah."
Rhodes' tone grew heavier. He rarely showed emotion, but now he was genuinely angry.
Noah, after all, was somewhat afraid of Rhodes. He sat down and stopped talking.
Harper stood quietly to the side.
Rhodes frowned and said to Harper, "Let's go downstairs."
"Mr. Getty, may I have a moment alone with Noah?" Harper asked.
Rhodes looked at her and nodded.
After he left, Noah put on a world-weary face and said, "Don't think this job will be easy. You should find out why the previous eight teachers left. One was so traumatized that she never dared to do anything related to education again."
Harper calmly asked, "Why do you reject tutors?"
Noah scoffed as he said, "How many of you are real teachers? Most of the women who come here are trying to seduce my dad."
"I'm not interested in your dad," Harper said bluntly.
Noah looked dismissive. "Oh, I’m so convinced."
"I don't care if you believe it or not. I will become your tutor and earn my salary through this job.
Harper remained calm as she said, "If you don't want to be bothered by me, think about what it would take for you to let me teach you. I can agree to one challenge."
Noah lazily smiled as he said, "Mrs. Sackler, I may underestimate you."
He suddenly stood up, walked over, and looked down at Harper with a smile. "How about a juice?"
Then, he took the juice Savannah had brought, used his height advantage, tilted his hand, and spilled the red juice all over Harper's beige coat.
"Really sorry," Noah said innocently, "My hands suddenly hurt."
Harper remained unflustered, calmly took a tissue to wipe herself, and said, "It's okay. After all, your family is rich. Someone would pay me back."
Before leaving, she said, "I'll give you three days to think about it. After that, I'll suggest to Mr. Getty that we tie you down for lessons. Whether you want to learn or not, I'll just be responsible for imparting knowledge."
Noah's anger flared up, and he rushed out and shouted from upstairs, "I don't want her as my teacher."
Compared to Harper's calm demeanor, Noah's frustration was evident.
Rhodes was quite surprised. This was the first time Noah had been defeated. Usually, it was the teachers who left his house in tears.
He looked at Harper's stained coat and said, "I apologize. I have spoiled Noah."
"Mr. Getty, I have a question for you."
"Go ahead."
"What is Noah's current rank in school?"
"235th."
Harper briefly assessed Noah’s ability to learn and thought that Noah's academic performance was all right and that his foundation wasn’t too weak.
"How many students are there in the school?" she asked.
Rhodes replied flatly, "235."
Harper was at a loss for words.
Noah attended an international school with limited enrollment each semester. If Rhodes hadn't donated a building, the school wouldn't have accepted him.
Harper composed herself and said, "I understand your goal is for him to adapt to studying abroad later, right? I can handle that. I can make significant progress in three months, but..."
Rhodes raised an eyebrow. "But what?"
Harper was straightforward as she said, "I want a raise."
The room fell silent, and Noah shouted from upstairs, "Are you only in it for the money?"
Harper remained expressionless, and Rhodes was amused by her bluntness. "No problem."
Rhodes arranged for a car to take Harper back. They agreed to adjust the tutoring fee to $15,000 per week and increase the duration of the sessions.
Because Noah's knowledge foundation was so weak, he would not significantly improve without increasing his study time.
Harper arrived at Molly's place.
She got out of the car, stood still, nodded to the driver in thanks, and watched the car drive away.
After the car was out of sight, Harper turned and walked into the community.
She hadn't walked far when a car opposite her suddenly turned on its high beams, which made her eyes hurt.
She covered her eyes, and as the high beams turned off, a man got out of the car and slowly walked towards her.
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