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Chapter 156
“If my deal on that house goes through today, I’ll sublet my current place to you,” he said.
“It’s right across from the school. Super close, and the security is top-notch.
About 850 square feet, two bedrooms. Rent is only a few hundred bucks a month.” “That’s in a premium school district. It’s too expensive p>
By all rights, Mr. Harth came from a wealthy family and could easily afford to buy a place. He probably just didn’t want to live off his parents’ trust fund.
It made sense. He was fresh out of college, and even with Melvion Central High School’s excellent salary, he wasn’t exactly making millions yet.
Colin Harth looked up and saw Mira blinking at him. “What’s on your mind p>
“Mr. Harth, I was just thinking. Even if it’s a bit pricey, the convenience is worth it.
Look at it this way-money is meant to be earned, not just saved. If things are tight, I can show you how to pull in some extra cash later.
Oh, right! You’re an incredible writer. If you ever feel inspired, you could help me write some song lyrics.
Even if it doesn’t become a massive hit, the royalties from a decent track would more than cover your living expenses.
And if we produce a chart-topper? The cash will just come pouring in p>
Mira gestured animatedly with her hands as she spoke.
Colin chuckled, thoroughly amused. “Listen to you. You make getting rich sound like a walk in the park.
Regardless, thanks for the thought p>
Whether it would actually be lucrative remained to be seen, but the kid’s heart was
in the right place. It gave him an idea worth considering.
“Also,” Mira continued, “once my schedule clears up, I might launch a new project that requires top-tier educators.
But that probably won’t happen until next semester p>
“Aren’t you a singer? Why are you launching business projects p>
“Singing is just a hobby. Consider this one of my actual jobs p>
*A hobby that pulls in millions of dollars a month in royalties,* her teacher thought to himself. *She’s really out here making the rest of us look bad p>
But he was the teacher. There were certain things he couldn’t just blurt out in front of a student.
“Anyway, I’ve got to run. Think about what we talked about earlier p>
The moment she stepped out of the faculty office, Brayden materialized beside her. By the time they reached the school gates, Rogan had pulled up to get them.
As elite professional bodyguards, their sole priority was keeping Mira completely safe.
Because she had spent nearly an hour talking with Mr. Harth, Owen and his team were already waiting by the time she got home.
“Sorry to keep everyone waiting,” she said.
The group stared. Standing before them was a slender, delicate-looking girl in a high school uniform with her hair pulled into a simple ponytail.
She really was just a teenager.
They froze for a solid second.
This kid was a world away from the composed, reserved, and downright ruthless CEO they interacted with at the office.
Mira quickly headed to her room to wash up and change. When she re-emerged, the formidable CEO persona was back in full force.
Rachel had already set dinner on the table.
“Why are you back so late today p>
“I got held up at the teacher’s office after the bell rang p>
Everyone else had already eaten, leaving just Mira and her two bodyguards.
The three of them sat down, but Mira didn’t immediately dig in. Instead, she asked the interior
design expert she’d brought along to head across the hall and inspect the apartment.
Half an hour later, the expert returned and gave Mira an approving nod. “It’s flawless. Great natural light, and they used
exceffent las
top-of-the-line, eco-friendly materials for the renovations.
Plus, the remodel was done two years ago, so any chemical smells have completely dissipated. The air quality is perfectly safe p>
“Perfect p>
Right on cue, the couple from across the hall walked in carrying their property deed.
“This property is solely in my wife’s name, so she can head over with you to handle the transfer paperwork,” the husband said. “Can we talk business now p>
The man’s name was Connor Blake. Having heard that the bicycle project experts had finally arrived, he was practically buzzing with impatience.