<strong>Chapter 1360:</strong>


    Scarlette huffed.


    “Very well, then. Do note if you are unwilling. I did not particrly desire your presence anyway.”


    Kenji dered that he would collect herter that evening and then departed for work.


    His colleague, also a close friend, inquired with a curious glint in his eye, “You already have a full te. Why did you take a job at the school?”


    Kenji replied nonchntly, “To pursue a certain youngdy.”


    His friend’s eyebrows shot up in surprise.


    “You? Who?”


    “Scarlette Ward.”


    His friend’s surprise quickly subsided.


    “Ah, that exins it. She certainly presents a formidable challenge.”


    Anyone acquainted with Scarlette was well aware of her social standing and her mboyant personality. She was noisy and flirty, but she was also incredibly beautiful.


    His friend remarked, “She should be an easy conquest for someone of your stature, yet you don’t strike me as her typical type. She tends to gravitate toward more aesthetically pleasing individuals.”


    Kenji contemted this observation for a brief moment.


    “I do not concern myself with her preferences. I am confident in my ability to win her affection by year’s end.”


    His friend chuckled.


    “Such confidence. I thought you were serious with her.”


    Kenji joined in theughter, making no attempt to refute the usation.


    Later that evening, when Kenji arrived to collect Scarlette, she adopted a mischievous air.


    “Close your eyes.”


    Kenji, holding the steering wheel with a single hand, inquired, “What is this, some sort of surprise?”


    “Simplyply with my request,” she said.


    Kenji obliged, closing his eyes.


    A few secondster, Scarlette’s voice rang out, filled with excitement.


    Kenji opened his eyes to behold an unsightly, diminutive cake.


    Scarlette beamed.


    “Taste it.”


    Amused by her earnestness, Kenji took a bite. The dry, crumbly cake lodged in his throat, his expression instantly solidifying into one of utter disgust.


    “Is this… Is this your mother’s birthday cake?” he stammered.


    Scarlette nodded enthusiastically.


    “Yes, I baked it myself, and I brought you the most visually appealing slice.”


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