Chapter 211 Arrival of the Pinhole Camera
"With money, one can orchestrate any desired romantic gestures for a woman, purchase anything her heart desires, and even buy the trust of those closest to her!" Kevin murmured to himself, acknowledging the power of wealth. Glancing at Natalie, who was sweating profusely but still smiling as she worked on her drawing board, Kevin approached her with a natural smile, offering a napkin to wipe the sweat from her forehead. "Natalie, you've worked hard. It's so hot today, and you're covered in sweat. Why don't you go upstairs and take a shower?"
This time, Natalie did not reject Kevin's intimate gesture. However, upon hearing his suggestion to go shower, she blushed and looked at Kevin warily, saying, "Kevin, I still need to look after these treasures. You're also sweating; you should go wash up first."
Kevin patted Natalie's head, smiled, and nodded. "Alright, I'll go wash up first. I'll call you when I'm done."
Living on the third floor with Kevin and his wife, Natalie and Kevin shared the same bathroom. Natalie's blush indicated her reluctance to shower with him.
Kevin knew well it was clear daydreaming to shower with Natalie.
Suddenly, Kevin's phone rang, vibrating in his pocket. He checked the number, but it was unfamiliar. "Hello, who is this?" Kevin answered politely.
"Hello, is this Mr. Kevin? Your parcel has arrived. Are you at home?" A man's voice came through the phone.
It was a delivery.
“A delivery?” Kevin muttered to himself in confusion as he hadn't bought anything recently. Then, something occurred to his mind, ‘Could it be the pinhole camera I purchased?’
"Yes, I'm home. Please, bring it over. How long will it take?" Kevin replied eagerly.
"I'm right at your doorstep," the man said before a knock sounded at the door.
"Kevin, looks like we have a guest?" Natalie asked cautiously, eyeing the door.
"No, it's the delivery man. I bought some household items." Kevin smiled somewhat nervously, quickly moving to the door to collect the small package from the delivery person.
"Kevin, what did you buy?" Natalie asked curiously, looking at the package in Kevin's hands.
"Just some household items. I'm feeling hot; I'll go take a shower first." Kevin signed for the package, locked the door securely, and then hurried upstairs with the parcel.
With the camera in hand, there would be a show to watch soon. Rushing up to the third floor, Kevin's heart raced with excitement and nervousness; his face blushed with anticipation.
Perhaps due to his guilt, Kevin now felt a mix of excitement, stimulation, and anxiety.
After locking the door to the bathroom, Kevin opened the package with trembling, anxious hands.
Inside was an elegantly packaged box containing a button-sized pinhole camera and a charger.
Such simple gadgets actually cost him a lot.
Kevin had expected the device to be complicated, but a glance through the manual revealed that it was so simple that even a fool could install it.
Following the instructions, Kevin fixed the camera in a crevice in the ceiling of the bathroom, slightly above and opposite the showerhead.
He then downloaded an app, entered the WIFI password, and linked the camera to his phone.
In just five or six minutes of work, Kevin successfully set up the camera.
The positioning was perfect. From the perspective of the phone's monitor, the person showering would be directly in front of the camera.
After setting up the camera, Kevin comfortably and quickly took a shower to cool off.
It was the middle of summer, and Kevin couldn't be bothered to dry his hair, so with his hair still damp, he eagerly put on shorts and a t-shirt and walked downstairs to call up to Natalie, "Natalie, go take a shower. I'm done."
"Okay." Natalie still seemed quite wary of him, walking awkwardly to the staircase and glancing at Kevin.
After all, it was just the two of them alone together in the house.
That was why Natalie was a bit afraid when she was urged by Kevin.
"Go on; I'm going back to my room to write. Call me if you need anything." Kevin casually touched his still-damp hair, turned around, and walked upstairs to his study. After entering, he closed the door behind him.
Natalie watched the door to Kevin's study close with caution before finally letting out a long sigh of relief. She patted her chest, walked briskly upstairs, took out a change of clothes from her room, and then, after double-checking that Kevin hadn't come out, nervously locked herself in the bathroom.
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