Super Rich: I Can Hear Women's Inner Voices
Chapter 67: Team Leader Position—I’m Determined

Chapter 67: Team Leader Position—I’m Determined

On the second day of the holiday, Jake slept until ten o’clock. His sleep quality had always been excellent, and even though he had stayed up late the night before, he woke up feeling refreshed and full of energy.

Jake lay in bed and habitually picked up his phone.

As a civil servant, Mia had a full seven-day holiday and was having a blast traveling abroad with her parents. She had almost forgotten about Jake, her boyfriend, only calling him before leaving and afterward just sharing photos on WhatsApp—what she ate, what clothes she wore, which attractions she visited, and so on.

Jake was quite envious. He had never traveled in his life, but he had heard that couples usually went on honeymoon trips after marriage. Before, Jake wouldn’t have dared to dream of such things, but in just a few months at "Shigella," he had earned as much as he would have in a year at his old company.

"Once I fulfill the agreement, I’ll definitely travel with Mia."

Jake stretched lazily and got out of bed.

Last night, his aunt had probably been afraid of disturbing Jake while he was discussing company matters, so she hadn’t called or messaged him. It wasn’t until this morning that Jake saw her message after waking up.

"Can you accompany me for a stroll tomorrow?"

"So Aunt still remembers yesterday’s date!" Jake felt sweetly surprised but also a little regretful that he hadn’t spent time with her last night. He had no idea that the thrilling, adrenaline-filled experience in the classroom had already left his aunt burning with desire.

Jake wished he could spend all four days with his aunt, but she had makeup classes to teach, and after the holiday, Jake would be busy again, so they wouldn’t have many chances to meet.

So when Jake saw the message, he immediately replied, "Of course, but don’t you have classes for the kids today?"

Fortunately, his aunt only had morning classes today and was free from the afternoon until the evening. Although she was the homeroom teacher, she had already arranged for the English teacher to cover for her. Since there were no evening self-study sessions during the makeup classes, she wasn’t too busy.

Jake walked into the bathroom, washed his hair, applied some men’s hair gel to style it into a neat and fresh look, and admired himself narcissistically in the mirror.

Everything that had happened with Manager Mina last night, especially the special confession at the door, was unforgettable for Jake.

Jake often watched short videos, and one of them said that men often had the delusion of thinking they looked incredibly handsome after a shower. He hadn’t felt that way before, but now, looking in the mirror, he could see the appeal.

"No wonder Manager Mina likes me."

He grinned foolishly at the mirror. Just then, his phone alarm went off on time. Jake was a punctual man, especially when it came to meeting women.

Reminded by the alarm, Jake finalized his hairstyle, shaved off his stubble cleanly, and applied some men’s moisturizer that Mia had bought for him. "No wonder women love using this stuff. It makes your face so smooth and hydrated."

He patted his cheeks and left the bathroom. From the wardrobe, he picked out a denim outfit, checked the switches for the water, electricity, and gas at home, then grabbed his car keys and left the rental apartment.

After walking for about ten minutes, he arrived at the parking lot.

This parking lot didn’t belong to the residential complex—otherwise, given Jake’s financial situation, the monthly parking fees would have been painful. Outside the neighborhood, there was a section of roadside parking spaces. Every night, the better spots would be packed, and Jake would often have to search for empty spaces. Even if the gap between two cars was tight, Jake’s exceptional parallel parking skills would allow him to slot in perfectly.

Opening the car door, Jake looked at the scattered parking spaces and the variety of ordinary cars around him. He couldn’t help but sigh—soon, he’d be leaving this place behind and aiming for higher goals.

Having seen his mother-in-law’s luxury villa, his aunt’s high-end rented apartment, and Manager Mina’s detached townhouse, these social classes that had once been out of reach were now closer than ever. It felt like he could grasp them just by stretching out his hand.

"The team leader position—I’m determined to get it."

Sitting in the driver’s seat, Jake’s eyes were filled with determination and anticipation.

"Whoosh..." The Volkswagen emitted a cloud of exhaust as it carried Jake roaring away.

It was still early, and the fresh morning air hadn’t yet dissipated. Through the half-open car window, Jake enjoyed the cool breeze brushing against his face. The moist, refreshing sensation swept over his nose, like sucking on a mint candy, leaving his nasal passages crisp and natural, putting him in a great mood.

The warm sunlight poured generously onto the earth, casting a golden glow over the asphalt road as if it were draped in a shimmering veil. At the same time, it bathed Jake in a cozy warmth.

The daytime temperature, unlike the night, was mild and pleasant. Wearing a jacket, the comfort level was perfect—ideal for a couple’s date.

When Jake arrived at his aunt’s place, he used the access card she had given him to sneak upstairs.

Just as he was about to open the door to tease her, it turned out his aunt seemed to have been waiting for him—or perhaps she had been listening for his footsteps—because she opened the security door before Jake could.

"Jake, you’re here." Taylor’s face was full of joy, her beautiful eyes deep with affection and anticipation.

Her long, jet-black hair, like that of a manga girl—classic straight and silky—flowed elegantly down her back. Her delicate, fair, and stunningly beautiful oval face was lightly made up, with neatly trimmed and softly arched eyebrows, clearly shaped with a brow pencil.

Her eyes were bright and lively, and upon closer inspection, one could see the contact lenses covering her pupils.

Her nose was delicate, and her lips were as red as blood, yet not overly flashy. It was a shade of lipstick Jake hadn’t seen before, complementing her rosy, porcelain-like skin like a fiery red flower blooming in the snow, making it impossible for Jake to look away.

As always, his aunt dressed conservatively. She wore a French-style retro elegant outfit—a white tweed jacket that tightly wrapped around her upper body. Her ample, full breasts were naturally well-endowed, stretching the jacket to the point where it couldn’t be fully buttoned.

Underneath, she wore a black midi skirt made of wool-like fabric that almost completely covered her long legs, not even revealing her ankles. Though these two "lethal weapons" of hers weren’t on full display, her plump, round, and perky buttocks were impossible to hide.

The hem of the white tweed jacket clung to her enviable curves, tracing the narrow waist and widening hips like a sheer veil draped over an hourglass vase. The stunning arc, more perfect than anything crafted by machines, was showcased in a low-key manner.

Paired with his aunt’s dignified, gentle, and virtuous demeanor, having such a stunning beauty welcome him home—what reason was there not to return?

Even though his aunt was divorced, the traditional, nurturing qualities ingrained in her bones were something young girls today simply didn’t possess.