Chapter 91: Chapter 91 - Foxy Neighbor

Francis Hoffman already didn't like how this was going.

First of all, the sultry woman from next door had just informed them that there was a new kid who had arrived on their society. So, trusting the very doable lady's word, he came here to introduce himself and also his wife.

But not only did he not find a kid, but he found someone who could unequivocally be called a model by many. Most of all, he didn't appreciate the way his wife was eyeing the new guy with that expression on her face.

Unlike Francis, who was seething at being misled by the hottest bombshell in the neighborhood, it wasn't quite the same with his wife.

Lora Hoffman was having a delightful time as she gazed at the so-called "Kid" in front of her with a glint of excitement in her eyes.

Previously, she had been a bit perturbed and concerned by the broad bimbo coming to her house and talking cheerfully to her husband. She had later learned that there is another snotty brat who had arrived in her neighborhood and was going to ruin more of her time with it's constant pestering.

As if she wasn't already annoyed by her new husband's young daughter, who was a teenager that turned out to be a colossal bitch. The girl would constantly monitor her whenever she talked to someone who was affluent and attractive.

But the kid in front of her wasn't a kid but a teenager with a very enticing physique. It certainly helped her a lot seeing the boy half-naked with his chiseled body glistening with sweat as if he had just finished a hot session... in a sauna.

So her previous expression of an annoyed and distant bitch transformed into a sultry and seductive one, much to her husband's dismay and to my surprise.

"Hello, nice to meet you both. I'm William," I said to them after gleaning a certain amount of information about them.

My words snapped them back to reality as I observed their sudden change of expressions.

I didn't understand why the husband was glaring at me with such animosity, and I definitely didn't grasp why the lady, who had seemed annoyed a moment ago, now looked so flirtatious.

Francis was extremely irritated, seeing his wife's expression and the hot guy's apparent disregard for propriety. He said angrily, "Isn't it customary to be dressed before you meet your new neighbors, or is it a new trend among teenagers to disregard manners?"

I finally realized why both of them had such sudden changes in expressions as I hid some of my body behind the door and answered the angry husband.

"O-Oh! I'm sorry, sir, but I had just started unpacking, and I was completely drenched while I used my clothes to wipe off the sweat before meeting you. And I still haven't unlocked my backpack where I had my clothes yet, so I couldn't wear anything. Again, I'm sorry if I offended you."

Hearing my words, he seemed to understand, and his anger subsided a bit, but he was still peeved because of his wife and wanted to reprimand me further, but he was interrupted.

"So what does your father do, kid?" Francis asked.

"He has some businesses across various kingdoms, involved in many things."

"Then that means he won't be staying here, right?"

"Yes, he stays busy most of the time."

Francis felt a bit relieved at that because if the kid was like this, what about his father?

"And what about your family? Will they also be staying here with you?" Lora asked.

"No, they won't be. We are somewhat distant, you see."

Though Lora acted sad, she was actually thrilled inside as she thought, 'Good. The more alone he is, the better it will be for me to come here with various reasons and make my moves on him.

'Even if it takes some time, you will be mine. God, just look at those abs. I wonder how it would feel to rub myself against them.'

"I'm sorry to hear that. But don't worry, you have me-I meant us, you have all of us." Lora's small slip didn't go unnoticed by any of us.

"...So which academy are you in right now?" Francis asked, wanting to change the topic from his wife.

"Umm, sorry, what?"

"I was asking which year you are in at the academy, kid?"

"I'm sorry, but I'm not in any academy right now."

"Why? You're old enough to be in one by now. Or did you not get in?"

"Francis, don't say things like--"

"Oh no, I can't. I'm only 10."