บททั้งหมดของ I'm a Prostitute, Not a Substitute : บทที่ 201 - บทที่ 210

Little Stanley went on and on about how much he hated math when he and Vivian were in his bedroom. It was Vivian's first time in the boy's room, and she could see how the room was dominated by blue color. It even had sky-blue wallpaper complemented by white clouds as well, and Vivian couldn't help but think that she was flying through the sky as soon as she set foot in the bedroom. Without asking, Vivian was sure that Stanley's favorite color was blue, and maybe he also had a cute obsession with the sky. Hence, the kid's bedroom gave her a different feeling the moment she stepped into it. Stanley's bedroom was on the second floor of the mansion, and the location was not far from her bedroom, but she had no reason to come to the room before tonight. It turned out that Stanley only wanted her to help him with his math homework, and since it was only homework for first grade, Vivian had no trouble teaching the boy. Instead of completely helping t

Strangely enough, Stanley didn't seem afraid of Steen this morning. Even if his older brother had strictly said that he would be the one sending Vivian to her campus, the boy still tried to go along with the two people, and there was even tension in the dining room after the boy voiced out what he wanted. Kate also looked nervous and seemed like she wanted to stop her son from being stubborn in front of his half-brother who never liked him, but to her surprise, Steen calmly agreed to the boy's request. "If I let him follow me and my wife today, this useless conversation will end, right? Just make sure something like this won't happen again in the future. My ears sting from this useless bickering." That was what Steen said to respond to his half-brother. Of course, he didn't look friendly at all, but Stanley probably only saw his response as a green light. Steen agreed to let the boy in his car, and he also said that he would drive the boy to h

'Let's just forget about what happened before and focus on class,' Vivian said to herself after she arrived at the classroom. She liked to sit in the third row, right by the window. Even when she was in high school, she always liked to sit in that position. She could hear her professor's voice from that position, and she could also see the screen and whiteboard at the front of the class. It was the ideal position where she didn't feel too close or too far from the professor, and that was why she always chose that position. Usually, she would sit with Samantha in the third row. She would sit by the window, and the blue-haired girl would sit next to her. But, where's Samantha now? There were only five minutes before the class would start, but the noisy girl was nowhere to be seen even when Vivian turned her gaze to look around her. The rest of her classmates were there, but where was Samantha? Perhaps her mind had been preoccupied with the embar

Elena was silent for a moment after hearing her best friend's question, but then she replied, “I don't know her, but I'm curious about her. Can you tell me a little more about her, Sam?” Perhaps Samantha didn't expect that her best friend would have that kind of reaction after hearing her story. She had known the girl for a long time, and the girl wasn't usually this calm. Elena would react excitedly to everything, but the person sitting across from her looked too calm that she almost thought that the person wasn't Elena and was just pretending to be her like the one named Vivian. "That's not how you should react when you find out someone is pretending to be you, Elena. Moreover, it's a dirty prostitute who pretends to be you," Samantha replied, but she didn't immediately grant her best friend's wish to tell her more about the girl named Vivian. “After finding out that another girl pretended to be you and even married someone you should marry, you must grit your

There were two things that annoyed her yesterday. The first thing was when she called Samantha after class, but the blue-haired girl didn't answer her calls. She just wanted to let the girl know that she had tried talking to the professor about her absence yesterday, and maybe the professor was in such a good mood that he still let Samantha attend his exam this semester even if the girl did not attend one of his classes. That would be good news for Samantha, right? That was why Vivian had wanted to tell the girl about it, not expecting that the blue-haired girl would ignore her calls. Why wasn't Samantha answering her phone? Was she so busy meeting someone that she didn't even have time to answer her phone? Of course, her questions remained unanswered as Samantha didn't even try to call her back even after she returned to the mansion, and that only added to her annoyance. Unfortunately, things related to Samantha weren't the only things that a