Chapter 2

His tone was triumphant: “Not bad, ‘Teacher Harper,’ he smirked, ‘You’re only one point above 'dumbass' territory.’ ”

While I felt insulted, this was a good thing! Getting a passing grade for the college entrance exam was practically a done deal now, wasn't it?!

I plastered on a smile, fawning: “Young Master Finn, I clearly underestimated you.”

He glanced at the photo of him and Caleb on the table, his voice softening: “Before this, my brother was always the one tutoring me.”

“…Your mom doesn’t know?”

How could Vivian think her son couldn’t even get a passing grade?

He chuckled softly: “Her? She wouldn’t care about me. But don’t worry, I’ll tell her this is all thanks to your tutoring. Consider it payment for helping me with that fight.”

I pressed my lips together to suppress a grin. Seriously, it's like fate is just *forcing* this two hundred million dollars on me!

8

Finn and I reached an agreement: if I really needed someone to talk to, I could talk to him.

He had only one request: don’t bother Caleb.

I nodded sincerely, looking at the young man’s exquisitely handsome face. I couldn’t help but tease him: “You know, constantly chatting with someone can lead to feelings, right?”

He stiffened his neck, acting all proud: “Don’t worry, I’m not into 'brother-in-law/sister-in-law' romance tropes. And don’t forget: abstain from sex, keep your heart pure.”

*Cough.* Couldn't argue with him, so I just shut up.

With the “barely passing grade” KPI out of the way, I got back to my lucrative career path.

I’d always wanted to make a mark in the film industry. The path of an actress was long and arduous, but now that I had money, investing seemed perfect, didn’t it?

I’d deeply researched the current film market: capital was too controlling, scripts were rushed, and it was all about 'influencer' actors, leading to abysmal returns on investment. This situation was commonplace.

I dedicated over three months to value assessment and finally decided to invest in a martial arts detective series.

However, the production company wasn’t just looking for investor money; they also wanted investor experience and connections. For a newcomer like me, they naturally wouldn’t risk it easily.

So I pulled out the ultimate power card: Caleb.

“I am Caleb’s wife. You’ve probably heard, I’m currently mourning him,” I stated matter-of-factly during negotiations.

I had checked: information about Caleb online was scarce, mostly just labeling him as “the city’s golden boy,” “Luo Corporation CEO,” and “reserved and aloof.”

Vivian had even instructed me to mourn him as his wife.

So, my connection was, naturally, the Luo Corporation.

The producer nearly choked on his own breath when he heard this: “We’d be honored to have your investment, Miss Harper!”

Everything was set, and I was about to sign, when the producer suddenly brought news of a change of heart.

I laughed, annoyed: “Who did you partner with?”

Who could possibly be better than the Luo Corporation?! The producer handed me a business card. The name on it was “Cole.”

Why did that sound so familiar? I dialed the number on the card. No answer.

9

A notification popped up: one hundred million dollars had landed in my PayPal account, with the note: [Final payment for tutoring Finn.]

His college entrance exam results were out.

Finn’s call came right after: “Harper, I scored… six hundred and fifty points.”