Chapter 1783
Kevin arrived at Cynthia's apartment complex and started climbing the stairs in the building when Albert called.
"Where are you? Why haven't you arrived yet?"
Kevin suddenly remembered his dinner plans with Albert and chuckled, "Audrey gave me another task, can't make it."
"Damn it!" Albert was furious. "You're being unreasonable. You've stood me up twice today. What are you even doing? Can't finish your chores all day?"
"I have something to do. How about this, I'll treat you guys to karaoke, dinner, and sauna at Celestial Haven tomorrow, sound good?" Kevin quickly suggested.
"That's more like it. We won't wait for you. You just focus on your plumbing," Albert retorted.
Kevin hung up the phone in resignation, knocked on the door upstairs, and Cynthia opened it. She warmly welcomed Kevin in to change his shoes, saying with a smile, "Come on in, it's pretty cold outside, isn't it?"
"It's not too bad." Kevin put on slippers and looked at Cynthia in front of him. Cynthia was wearing a black silk camisole nightgown, her ample breasts pushing against the fabric tightly, revealing the outline of her bra. Her bare arms and the hem of the nightgown showcased her long, toned thighs and shapely hips, creating a graceful curve with her slender waist, stirring strong desires in him.
Cynthia was different from Vanessa. Vanessa's flirtatiousness was obvious at first glance, while Cynthia, deep down, was a decent woman. But she wasn't so proper that she couldn't be touched at all. It was this process of testing each other's limits that was most thrilling.
Men most enjoyed turning a seemingly decent woman into someone indecent. Once a woman gave up the struggle and chose to be corrupted, the game was over.
Kevin didn't have such a perverse taste. His previous lewdness towards Cynthia was mainly to vent his dissatisfaction with Edgar and Sean, not driven by a strong desire to possess Cynthia's body. After all, he wasn't a horny dog unable to control his desires.
At least he hadn't made a move on several women he knew, like Doris, Dolores, Violet, Patty, and Maurice, whom he had the opportunity to get close to. Even Willow had made advances, but he refrained. As for the girls at school, he had no intention of pursuing them.
His interactions with Fiona, Lucy, and Yara were just a bit flirtatious, at most accidentally brushing against their chests or buttocks. He avoided Yara, fearing she might cling to him. He wouldn't call himself a saint, but he was certainly better than Ivan, who played with girls all day.
Of course, Kevin knew he wasn't a saint either. Despite being infatuated with Audrey, he had dalliances with other women behind her back.
Evelyn, Vanessa, and Grace were no exception. Every time he went out with Audrey, he flirted with other women. He had been intimate with Caroline, Elizabeth, Hazel, Brynn, and almost with Nola. His encounters in Skyview City were even more outrageous, involving Mica, Maddy, and Jillie. But these were all one-night stands, and he hardly kept in touch with them.
Yet, despite all this, he had a fair share of women around him. Alissa, Grace, Daisy, Natalie, and rekindled his affair with Evelyn at Egret Hot Springs Hotel. Willow was still lingering, and there was a flirtatious Cynthia, besides Audrey and seven other women. He had no face to claim he loved Audrey or demand she divorce Jason.
Deep in thought, Kevin followed Cynthia to the living room and sat on the sofa. Cynthia poured him a cup of coffee, saying with a smile, "Edgar cooked a few dishes for you today. I rarely get to enjoy his cooking."
"You and Edgar are too kind." Kevin replied casually, took a sip, and frowned. The coffee was too bitter.
"Kevin, are you not used to this brand of coffee?" Cynthia asked, concerned. "How about I get you a drink instead? This coffee is quite good. It was a gift from one of Edgar's friends, worth several thousand dollars."
"It's fine." Kevin said, then tentatively asked, "Cynthia, did you have something to discuss with me?"
Cynthia, being a businesswoman, wouldn't invite him for dinner without a reason.
"Nothing, isn't it almost New Year's? Just wanted to have you over for a meal." Cynthia's eyes flickered, clearly hiding something.
Kevin couldn't be bothered to dwell on it, so he slowly sipped the bitter coffee and chatted casually with Cynthia, admiring her long, slender legs. If she didn't speak directly, he'd play dumb. After all, it wasn't his urgency.
Cynthia graciously brewed coffee for Kevin. Inviting him over this time wasn't a spur-of-the-moment decision. After the previous incident, she understood Kevin's significant influence, at least in terms of affecting the decisions of the Public Security Bureau chief, mainly due to Daisy's father's influence in the public security system.
As the year-end approached, a critical time for personnel adjustments, Edgar's current department was a non-essential one with little real power. He wanted to move to a more powerful department or become the head of a police station in a place like Chenguan Town. However, he had no close relationship with the chief, so he hoped Kevin could help him with a job transfer.
But seeing Kevin's indifferent expression, Cynthia felt uncertain. Despite being just a sixteen-year-old boy, Kevin was more challenging to deal with than many adult men. While she could easily read Albert's thoughts with a few words, seducing him was a breeze. But with Kevin, she lacked confidence. Kevin wasn't someone she could manipulate with a little charm.
"Kevin, here, have some more fruit." Cynthia smiled seductively, skewering an apple slice with a toothpick and offering it to Kevin. Her smooth thighs lightly brushed against his leg as she moved closer. Dealing with different men regularly had taught her various ways to create intimacy, but she still lacked the finesse of women like Natalie who had worked in the field.
Kevin glanced at the tantalizing hint of Cynthia's soft chest peeking out from her nightgown and shifted his leg away, breaking contact with her thigh. While Cynthia's body was tempting, he knew that getting what he wanted came at a price. Otherwise, Cynthia wouldn't have been evasive before, refusing to engage with him.
Kevin detested women who thought they could control men. So, when Cynthia tried to seduce him again, he felt repulsed. He wasn't naive and decided to coolly rebuff her, making Cynthia rethink her approach.
Seeing Kevin pull away, Cynthia hesitated, thinking he was being cautious due to her husband's presence at home. She glanced at the kitchen, then leaned closer, lightly touching Kevin's thigh with her hand, and cooed, "It's okay, he can't see us. No need to be nervous."
Kevin inwardly scoffed, thinking, "Which eye of yours saw me nervous? Do you think I fancy you? I have women around me who are way better than you. Playing hard to get won't work on me." He coughed and coolly said, "Cynthia, what are you saying? I don't understand. You're Sean's mother, it's not appropriate."
Cynthia instinctively withdrew her hand, blushing at Kevin's words, feeling embarrassed and unsure about his sudden change in attitude.
Confused about the situation, Cynthia, to cover her embarrassment, awkwardly smiled and said, "Kevin, please sit for a moment. Let me check if the food is ready." With that, she got up and went into the kitchen.
In the kitchen, Edgar was cooking. He turned to Cynthia and asked, "How did it go with him?"
"Not great," Cynthia complained, "It's all because of your mess. He's probably still holding a grudge."
"What should we do?" Edgar asked, concerned. "I think you need to handle this. Kids, just need a little coaxing."
"You make it sound easy. How am I supposed to coax him?" Cynthia rolled her eyes at Edgar. "Treating him like a three-year-old, a pat on the back and a candy will fix everything? When I chatted with him earlier, he seemed impatient and indifferent towards me."
"Think of a way. Everyone has weaknesses," Edgar pondered, then suddenly brightened, "Doesn't he like your feet? Just let him touch them."
"You jerk, how can you suggest that?" Cynthia blushed, scolding him. "You have the nerve to let someone take advantage of your wife. Remember last time you got into a fight over this?"
"Times change," Edgar chuckled. "No pain, no gain. Let's just take a hit for the team. Let him touch if he wants. You're in your forties, he's just a teenager. Who knows who's taking advantage of whom?"
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