Chapter 456 The Drunken Woman Whose Breasts Were Played With
Vanessa's eyes lit up instantly. Although obtaining a senior title was much more difficult than an intermediate one, finding a loophole was not impossible. As the principal, Oliver could easily make exceptions in hiring a few teachers. Since Oliver had mentioned it, it meant he could make it happen. It all depended on whether she and Audrey could impress Oliver.
With that in mind, Vanessa quickly stood up, raised her glass, and said, "Mr. Jones, thank you for thinking of the two of us amidst your busy schedule. I'm not good with words, so I'll just finish this glass. Cheers to you."
With that, she downed a glass of red wine in one gulp.
"Good," Oliver chuckled, "Mr. Jones, you are truly promising. Our school needs ambitious teachers like you."
"Thank you for the praise, Mr. Jones. Whether I can deliver, you will know best," Vanessa said with a double meaning. Seeing Audrey still sitting motionless beside her, she smiled and said, "Mrs. Johnson, Mr. Jones always takes care of you. You should show some appreciation. Otherwise, Mr. Jones might feel neglected. With so many teachers in our school, it could take ages to get a promotion."
"Not at all," Oliver said, "When I went to the education bureau to ask for quotas for you, it was because I found you two exceptionally outstanding, especially Mrs. Johnson, who is exceptional. With your husband not at home and your dedication to work, as a principal, it's my duty to help teachers solve practical problems. Mrs. Johnson, I know you can't drink alcohol, so how about a soft drink instead?"
Audrey, feeling a bit embarrassed, thought about how Oliver had helped her a lot. She realized that getting a promotion and training opportunities were dreams for many, and she couldn't afford them herself. Oliver had arranged everything for her without asking for anything in return. Even if he had ulterior motives, it was inappropriate not to show gratitude. With that in mind, she picked up her glass and softly said, "Mr. Jones, thank you. I'll drink to you."
Seeing Audrey's charming and elegant demeanor, Oliver couldn't resist the temptation. The noble and graceful aura, combined with her voluptuous figure, stirred an irresistible desire in him. As he lightly clinked glasses with Audrey, his pinky accidentally touched her jade-like hand. The soft and smooth sensation left him a bit disoriented, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. However, in Vanessa's presence, he had to restrain his desires.
Audrey's hand trembled slightly, almost spilling the red wine. The ripples of the red liquid mirrored her uneasy feelings. After taking a sip of wine, she quickly sat down, discreetly wiping the skin touched by Oliver with a wet napkin.
"Mrs. Johnson, why did you only take a sip? I've finished mine," Vanessa said, teasingly. "If you're drinking with Mr. Jones, you should finish it. Otherwise, if Mr. Jones gets upset and starts nitpicking, what will you do?"
"Mr. Jones is just joking. I'm not that petty," Oliver laughed. Turning to Audrey with concern, he said, "Mrs. Johnson, drink as much as you can. Don't force yourself. Today, regardless of our positions, we are friends chatting and dining together. Don't be too restrained. I may look old-fashioned, but I enjoy interacting with young people like you. Being with you all makes me feel younger."
Vanessa, however, sneered inwardly, thinking that Oliver probably enjoyed being with young and pretty female teachers. Whether he felt younger or not was uncertain, but one thing was for sure - that part of him must have grown bigger and harder. However, age had its limitations. Kevin, with his big and thick penis, would get hard instantly and satisfy her, unlike Oliver, whose performance was slow and often disappointing. Thinking about it made her uncomfortable, unlike Quentin, who was much better.
Audrey, feeling pressured by Vanessa's teasing, knew she couldn't handle much alcohol. She managed to finish the glass of wine, but being a non-drinker, the strong aftereffect of the red wine soon hit her. Her head started spinning, her ears felt hot, and her body became weak and powerless. She couldn't make out what Oliver and Vanessa were saying anymore.
Seeing Audrey struggling, Vanessa suggested, "Mrs. Johnson seems to have had too much to drink. Mr. Jones, didn't you book a room here? Why not let Mrs. Johnson rest upstairs? It wouldn't look good if she went back to school like this."
Observing Audrey's alluring beauty, Oliver felt a stir of desire. However, he didn't want to show it too openly. Hesitating, he said, "Isn't that a bit inappropriate? How about you go to the front desk and get another room, and both of you can rest here."
"That would be a waste. Your room is empty anyway, Mr. Jones. Let Mrs. Johnson lie down for a while," Vanessa chuckled inwardly, knowing Oliver's true intentions. "With the school's tight budget, you should make do."
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