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Chapter 30 - You're Testing Cadres with This?

Chapter 30: You’re Testing Cadres with This?

Black. Laced. Thong.

Seriously? Are students nowadays really this bold?

Rhodes twitched at the corner of his mouth. He finally saw where his pen had gone. Sometime during all the chaos, it had rolled under Vivian’s seat.

How odd. When did it even roll there?

One glance at the girl, who was now blushing and avoiding eye contact, and Rhodes instantly understood.

That cunning little minx.

She’d kicked his pen under the seat on purpose, just so he could get a peek. All that just to give him a show?

But really, you’re testing cadres with this? Which cadre wouldn’t pass a test like that?

He reached under, smoothly retrieved the pen. Just as he was about to pull his hand back, Vivian closed her legs around it.

Her long, toned, and ridiculously soft thighs clamped down on his hand like a vise. His palm was caught between cool skin and tender muscle. Just as he was about to process the sensation, she abruptly released him.

Vivian stared straight ahead at the board, face calm like nothing had happened. Only the pink flush creeping across her cheek and earlobe betrayed her racing heartbeat. She spun the pen in her hand and stole a sideways glance at Rhodes.

But… he still wore that indifferent expression. That little flutter of hope in her chest fizzled into disappointment.

He didn’t even react? Seriously? This guy’s impossible to crack.

“Maybe he’s still traumatized after Emma dumped him,” she thought, sighing internally.

Still, she wasn’t about to give up. Sure, it was the first time she’d ever gone after a guy like this, but she knew she had the looks and curves to pull it off. If she just gave it time…

There’s no way a man can resist me forever.

Rhodes let out a quiet sigh of relief. Thankfully, the girl hadn’t tried anything worse.

These American chicks… man, they really don’t hold back. They didn’t even bother pretending to be subtle—just blatantly threw themselves at him. Who can handle that?!

That thigh clamp from earlier, no way that was an accident. If they were somewhere more private… He’d definitely teach that firestarter a real lesson. But this was a classroom, not a red-light set. He wasn’t into public shows. If he couldn’t have the full-course meal, he wasn’t gonna waste time nibbling on desserts.

So no, it wasn’t that he was cold.

But seriously… testing cadres with this kind of bait? What cadre would actually fail that test?

As class ended, several girls eagerly added him on social media.

“My parents are out traveling. I’m all alone at home.”

One of them, a rather average-looking girl with outrageously large assets, leaned in close, whispering seductively into his ear. Only the two of them could hear her. And just like that, she slipped a small note into his hand, casting him a flirtatious, inviting look, oozing with sensuality.

Rhodes glanced at the sway of her hips as she walked away, denim jeans barely containing her curves.

These American girls are on another level.

But rather than true sexual freedom, it felt more like reckless indulgence, sugarcoated under the banner of liberty.

Not all were like this, of course. But a select few? Wild.

He looked at the note. It had an address scribbled on it. If he wanted, he could be riding this wild mare into the night within the hour.

Unfortunately… She just wasn’t his type. Rhodes actually knew a bit about her. She was infamous around campus. The kind of girl one-third of the male student body had “explored weaknesses and strengths” with. And her favorite partners? The buff school bullies and gangsters.

He hadn’t hooked up with her, but he’d overheard more than his fair share of the guys’ locker room stories.

Stuff like: “Dude, her headlights are huge.” or “In autopilot mode, her driving’s smooooth.”

He’d heard enough to make his ears go numb. Rhodes didn’t have purity hangups, but he also wasn’t interested in riding the community bus.

He crumpled the note and tossed it in the trash, and walked out of the classroom.

“Time to hit the hospital. Something’s definitely up.”

This sudden spike in attractiveness couldn’t be normal. Right as he stepped out, he ran into a familiar face.

“Rhodes?”

“…Emma.”

Their eyes met.

Rhodes looked at the woman who, just a few days ago, had been riding him like a stallion, and couldn’t help the wry smile tugging at his lips. In just a few short days, his entire world had changed. Still, he didn’t hold any grudges toward her.

Birds choose tall trees to nest in. It’s just nature. Especially in a country like this, where capital is king.

“You…”

Emma’s expression was like she’d just seen a ghost.

Was this really… her ex?

When had he become so… hot?

He looked taller… and more muscular.

And that aura. He radiated an almost animalistic masculinity that could drive any woman insane.