Chapter 73
“Whatever for? The session started so long ago, what’s the point of her going right now? To look for trouble?”
The person on the other end didn’t even dare to breathe.
The secretary hung up, her head throbbing. She eventually decided to contact her own boss.
Before she opened her mouth to speak, the man on the other side beat her to it, “Why isn’t the tutor here yet?”
The secretary apologized hurriedly, “I’m very sorry, Mr. Smith, the assistant mixed up the ladies and mistook the tutor for Lily. She’s still at Lowe Garden…”
“What!” The man leaped to his feet from the couch. Before he could put out the cigarette in his mouth, he yelled, “How did you two screw something so trivial up?”
“Mr. Smith, please don’t worry. That tutor…”
“Who cares about that tutor! Just tell me: Did you offend anyone? Especially Mr. Ford?” Upon her denial, Mr. Smith heaved a sigh of relief. “Whatever. Just find another tutor for me.”
Dance tutors were a dime a dozen. If, however, he was to offend Weston Ford, he would never be able to bear the consequences.
After hanging up, a young lady came down the stairs. “Dad, I’m done with my class. When’s the dance tutor coming?”
Following behind her was a bespectacled middle-aged man who looked refined and urbane, with a bookish air about him.
“You must keep revising what I taught you just now so that you remember it well. The next time I come again, we’ll do a mini test…”
Mr. Smith immediately got up from the couch, “Thank you so much, Mr. Hall, for finding time in your busy schedule to tutor her. It’s been tough on you!”
He pulled out a card he prepared and stuffed it into his hands.
Justin smiled warmly and pushed his spectacles, “Don’t mention it. Take it as me returning your favor.”
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