Chapter 1174 Greedy Youngster
Daisy's breasts were not small, but Oliver never felt that special allure until he was in Audrey's presence. Only then did he feel youthful and full of vigor, his manhood eager and stirred, like a greedy boy who had never experienced a woman before.
He had missed his best opportunity. When Audrey had just gotten married, she and her husband were inseparable, deeply in love. Naturally, he had no chance. However, during the time when Audrey's husband was away, Oliver sensed a fragility in her emotions. He made attempts back then, coming close to success, only to be thwarted by others. After that, he felt Audrey drifting further away from him.
Oliver was a proud man, desiring this exceptional female teacher. He wanted her to willingly embrace him, to see admiration and devotion in her eyes rather than merely possessing her body. What separated him from being a mere beast, after all? As the principal of Sunset Valley High School, he had his own boundaries and principles.
However, after discovering a potential connection between Audrey and Angus from the city bureau, Oliver had to reluctantly admit that his chances with Audrey were slim. The status difference between a high school principal in a small county and a director in the city's education bureau was like night and day. Unless Audrey was naïve, she wouldn't choose him. If Audrey truly was the kind of virtuous woman who could reject even high-ranking officials, then losing out wouldn't feel unfair at all.
Sometimes Oliver pondered with a sense of sadness. What did a man truly pursue in his life besides position, wealth, and women? Of course, power was the most crucial. Without power, a man was nothing, especially in such a small county. If one couldn't even rise to a deputy director position by the age of forty within the system, there was little hope left.
As the principal of Sunset Valley High School, although not as powerful as those bureau directors, he was still in a better position than the cadres working in townships. The school comprised intellectuals, making it relatively easier to manage. Not to mention the abundance of female teachers; if one wished, seducing a female teacher was a piece of cake – something those directors couldn't compete with. Yet, it was precisely because of Audrey – such a unique individual – that he found himself desiring something he couldn't have.
"Mrs. Johnson, Mr. Carter has already spoken to you about this, right?" Oliver pulled a chair and seated himself across from Audrey, his eyes fixated on the tremulous mounds beneath her T-shirt. He found it peculiar how these two fatty deposits could so bewitch a man – he didn't consider himself common, merely ogling at a woman's breasts and thighs. His attraction to Audrey wasn't solely because of her substantially larger bosom compared to the average woman.
"Yes, he did," Audrey replied, holding the water glass. She was still somewhat surprised. Earlier that morning, she had been called to the office by David after visiting the research room. The school had relieved Quentin of his duties as the homeroom teacher of Class 57, suspending him for reflection, while appointing her as the new homeroom teacher.
She wasn't particularly surprised by Quentin's fate. The scandal had caused quite a stir, and the situation was more severe than his previous misconduct. If Oliver had let it slide, it would have truly disheartened the other teachers.
However, Audrey hadn't expected to be assigned as the homeroom teacher of Class 57. After all, she had not been working for a long time, and Class 57's situation was quite unique.
"What are your thoughts?" Oliver smiled faintly. "No pressure, we're just having a casual chat. Feel free to share any concerns you may have."
"Mrs. Johnson, thank you for the school's trust," Audrey hesitated. "But I'm afraid I won't do well. Mrs. Garcia has been handling Class 57 all along, and her level of expertise far exceeds mine. I'm worried I might lag behind."
"Well, Mrs. Johnson, you must have confidence in yourself," Oliver gestured broadly. "If you never try, you'll never succeed. When I first became the principal of Sunset Valley High School, I had never been a principal before either, and yet I've managed quite well for all these years. Alissa may be more experienced than you, but you're younger, enthusiastic, and have your ideas. I believe you can do it. Moreover, the school has better plans for Alissa as well. So, there's no need to worry about that. Go ahead boldly; if you encounter any difficulties, you can always come to me, and I'll help you resolve them. At Sunset Valley High School, we don't adhere to seniority. As long as you're capable, I will promote you. You've already attained the intermediate professional title, right?"
"Yes," Audrey nodded lightly, her twin peaks swaying subtly, causing Oliver's thoughts to wander slightly.
"Technically, this was a promotion. You'll need to demonstrate results to showcase your abilities. You don't want people accusing me of favoritism," Oliver chuckled. "Mrs. Johnson, do you feel confident about this?"
"Yes," Audrey seemed to have been infected by Oliver's confidence. Despite Oliver already being in his forties, he exuded none of the lethargy or greasiness common in middle-aged men. He displayed more zest than many younger individuals, working tirelessly in his office day in and day out. Without this dedication, Sunset Valley High School wouldn't have seen such significant changes.
"Good," Oliver nodded contentedly. After a moment of thought, he added, "By the way, submit a few more papers during this time, preferably at the provincial level or higher. Your chances of getting a house at the year-end distribution will be based on your achievements. With your short work experience, failing to do so will put you at a disadvantage."
"Ah, thank you, Mrs. Johnson," Audrey met Oliver's gaze, speaking somewhat instinctively. At that moment, she couldn't discern whether his intentions were genuine or if there were ulterior motives. Nevertheless, she couldn't refuse this kindness. After all, she indeed hoped to relocate from her current place.
Leaving the principal's office, Audrey glanced back through the window to see Oliver earnestly reviewing a document. At that moment, she was filled with complex emotions. She couldn't quite assess this man accurately. Although Oliver had harbored improper intentions towards her, he wasn't as repulsive as Quentin. In fact, she even felt a modicum of pity for him. If Kevin hadn't appeared suddenly that time, she might have already committed something irreversible.
Nevertheless, all that was in the past now. Remembering the intimate scenes with Kevin from the previous night, Audrey's cheeks flushed slightly. There was a tingling sensation in her vagina, and she hastened her steps downstairs. From now on, she would be the homeroom teacher of Class 57, able to manage Kevin openly. She wondered what expression that fellow would have when he saw her in their class.
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