Chapter 833: The Cunning Beauty's Trap
Vanessa chuckled softly, taking off her sexy camisole and handing it to Kevin with a seductive voice, "Go ahead, hang this on the balcony for me. Make sure it's in a conspicuous spot and make some noise while you're at it."
Kevin understood immediately, realizing Vanessa was setting a trap. He took the still-warm camisole to the balcony and hung it on the clothes rack. The balcony was open and very close to the neighbor's, close enough to reach. Kevin deliberately placed the camisole near the neighbor's side and made a racket with the drying rack before returning to the living room.
Vanessa then handed Kevin a Nikon camera, instructing him to go downstairs and take some candid shots. Kevin, however, pulled out his phone and said, "Mrs. Jones, I'll use my phone to take the pictures."
"The resolution on your phone isn't good enough. This camera will capture his face clearly," Vanessa said, forcing the camera into Kevin's hands with a cold smile. "This time, I'm going to make that bastard pay."
Seeing the icy expression on Vanessa's otherwise charming face, Kevin felt a chill. He quickly took the camera and went downstairs, hiding behind a large tree with a clear view of Vanessa's balcony. He adjusted the focus and patiently waited.
Such things often require a bit of luck. After waiting for a while without seeing anyone on the neighbor's balcony, Kevin grew bored and shifted the lens to capture Vanessa. Sure enough, he saw her changing clothes in the bedroom, her bra already off, revealing her bare upper body. The sight of her bouncing white breasts made Kevin's heart race, and he suddenly understood why some people enjoyed voyeurism. The thrill of secretly peeking into someone's private life was indeed exciting.
After Vanessa finished changing, Kevin continued to spy on other balconies and bedroom windows, but most people were napping, with curtains drawn, leaving nothing to see. Only Vanessa was bold enough to change clothes without closing the curtains, possibly doing it on purpose for his benefit.
Kevin recalled Vanessa's earlier act of feigning stomach pain to get him to massage her abdomen, which almost led to an intimate encounter. He felt frustrated, realizing he was too naive to deal with someone as cunning as Vanessa. However, he sensed that Vanessa's approach was not malicious, similar to how Natalie had treated him with a mix of affection and flattery.
But why would two women, one a wealthy bar owner and the other a flirtatious teacher, be interested in him, a mere high school student? They didn't seem to be after his money or looks. Though Kevin's physical attributes were impressive, they weren't enough to make women go crazy for him. This mystery puzzled him.
Kevin decided to stop overthinking. If trouble was coming, he wouldn't be able to avoid it. He returned the camera's lens to Vanessa's balcony and saw a man on the neighboring balcony, reaching for the camisole with a lecherous expression. The sight reminded Kevin of Audrey's neighbor, Christopher.
"Damn, why are there always such scumbags?" Kevin cursed inwardly, snapping several photos to capture the man's face and actions clearly. Once the man left the balcony, Kevin prepared to return to Vanessa but noticed a woman's bra hanging on another balcony nearby. An idea struck him, and a mischievous smile crossed his lips.
Ten minutes later, Kevin returned to Vanessa's apartment. Vanessa looked puzzled and asked, "Why did it take so long? Did you get the pictures?"
"Yes, Mrs. Jones. This guy is clearly a repeat offender, moving very quickly. If I hadn't been watching closely, I might have missed it." Kevin handed the camera to Vanessa and pulled several colorful pieces of lingerie from his pocket.
"Where did you get those?" Vanessa asked, then quickly understood and laughed. "You didn't steal them from the neighbors, did you? If you wanted some, you could have just asked me. Now, hurry and return them. I have plenty at home; you can choose whatever you like."
"Mrs. Jones, you've misunderstood," Kevin explained quickly. "I just wanted to add more evidence against him. Your single piece of evidence might not be enough. We need to involve the community. With all this lingerie, we can accuse him of multiple thefts."
"Wow, you're even more devious than I am," Vanessa said, her eyes sparkling with realization. Kevin intended to ruin Adrian completely. She looked at him with a mix of admiration and caution. "I need to be careful around you. You might sell me out and make me count the money."
"Mrs. Jones, I'm just trying to help you. Don't misunderstand me," Kevin said with a grin. He didn't have any personal grudge against the neighbor, but the situation reminded him of Christopher harassing Audrey. Audrey had stopped him from seeking revenge, leaving Kevin frustrated. Now, encountering a similar situation, he channeled all his anger towards this new target.
"Alright, if you treated me half as well as you treat your cousin, I'd be satisfied," Vanessa said with a flirtatious glance. She was certain that Kevin and Audrey had something going on. Audrey's gaze towards Kevin was not that of a teacher or a cousin, but of a woman looking at a man. Although Audrey tried to hide it, Vanessa saw through her act.
Vanessa had once thought of using this secret against Audrey, but after spending time together in the city for training and sharing a dorm, their animosity lessened. Plus, with Angus's support, Vanessa abandoned any plans to harm Audrey. No one would dare offend Audrey with Angus backing her, except for someone as reckless as Quentin.
Audrey was too conservative and proud, not using her resources wisely. If Vanessa were in her place, she would have latched onto Angus long ago, even divorcing her husband to become Angus's secret lover. Angus, being divorced, might even marry her, making her the wife of the city's education bureau chief.
Though Vanessa had Naomi as a connection, Naomi was just a girl, and their age gap was significant. Her relationship with Kevin, however, was much closer. Vanessa's plan was to keep Kevin close and use him to gain access to Angus's circle, fulfilling her ambition of rising from a commoner to a lady of high status. With Audrey away in Starhaven, Vanessa saw her chance to win Kevin over.
Kevin felt a pang of sadness at the mention of Audrey. He had tried to move on, but couldn't. Audrey hadn't called him, as if she had forgotten him. His resolve to follow her advice weakened, and he began to lean towards Vanessa.
Vanessa transferred the photos from the camera, selected the best ones, and saved them to her phone. She whispered her plan to Kevin, then went to Adrian's door and knocked.
Adrian quickly opened the door, surprised to see Vanessa in a pink T-shirt, her ample chest prominent, and a denim skirt showing off her long, white legs. Her seductive eyes made his heart race. Adrian stammered, "Mrs. Jones, what brings you here?"
"Just thought I'd visit. Am I welcome?" Vanessa smiled, batting her eyelashes.
"Of course, come in," Adrian said, thrilled. He let Vanessa into the messy living room, regretting not cleaning up. He hoped Vanessa wouldn't mind.
Vanessa sat on the sofa, crossing her legs and dangling her sandal-clad foot, drawing Adrian's gaze. He was too nervous to make a move.
"Adrian, it's really hot in here. I feel like taking off my clothes," Vanessa said, tugging her T-shirt's neckline to reveal more of her creamy skin. Adrian, unable to resist, lunged at her.
Vanessa dodged with a laugh, "Adrian, you're too eager. You smell awful. When was the last time you showered?"
"I'll shower now. Wait for me," Adrian said, rushing to the bathroom, thrilled at the thought of finally being with Vanessa. Vanessa quickly let Kevin in.
Kevin hid the stolen lingerie under Adrian's pillow and sheets, worriedly asking, "Mrs. Jones, are you sure you'll be okay? What if he tries something while I'm outside?"
Vanessa showed him a can of pepper spray, confident. "Don't worry, I'm prepared. You wait at home."
Kevin reluctantly left. Adrian soon emerged, saying, "Mrs. Jones, I've missed you. Today, I'll show you I'm better than your husband."
"Hold on, Adrian," Vanessa said, showing him her phone. "Look at this first."
Adrian, puzzled, took the phone and saw photos of himself stealing the camisole. Panicking, he stammered, "Mrs. Jones, it's not what it looks like. I just like you so much and wanted something of yours."
"You probably used it for masturbation," Vanessa sneered. "What if I send these photos to your boss at the railway bureau? What do you think will happen?"
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