Chapter 132:
ââAre you serious?â Eileen quickly dismissed the idea. She felt it was absurd.
âWhatâs wrong?â Phoebe was a little surprised to see Eileenâs expression. âYou have worked for him for several years and solved many of his problems. Donât you think itâs normal for him to help you? Heâs merely returning the favor.â
Eileen helped fasten the buttons of Phoebeâs pajamas. Then, she patted Phoebeâs cheek. âGo back to sleep. Iâll handle it,â she said.
Before Phoebe could react, she turned around and left.
Eileen rarely went to bed early, and she couldnât fall asleep. She wasnât surprised about her competitor slandering her; however, she was curious to know where they had gotten the evidence.
The next day, early in the morning, she arrived at the educational agency earlier than usual, and the other tutors arrived after her. At nine in the morning, Emmett Bryant, who was filling in for Bailee, approached Eileen with concern.
âSeveral parents of online students are requesting refunds,â Emmett said anxiously.
Emmett had recently graduated from university with a major in foreign trade and worked solely as a tutor here for a primary language class. He didnât have much work, so Eileen had assigned him to take over Baileeâs job temporarily.
Emmett was inexperienced and didnât know how to handle the current situation.
âGive me your phone!â Eileen took his phone and read the conversation.
Not knowing what to tell the dissatisfied parents, Emmett had only replied, âAll teachers are professionalâ¦â
â¥âáµ£â ᵤâdââââ áµ¢â gââââáµ¥âââ.ð¸ââ Eileen asked the parents why they were requesting a refund. The parents all told Eileen that they believed the tutors in the organization were irresponsible.
Eileen invited them all to a group chat and tried calming them down.
She felt strange to hear similar complaints from them, suspecting someone was deliberately causing trouble.
She agreed to provide them with a satisfactory explanation and requested them to wait for two days.
But after that, several parents who had previously paid fees for offline classes arrived at the institution, also requesting refunds.
âMs. Curtis, we doubt your sense of responsibility as a teacher. How can we trust a teacher who uses her phone during one-on-one tutoring sessions?â
âHow could you do that? Your tutoring sessions are expensive. You are wasting our hard-earned money!â
Eileen calmly responded, âMy phone is always on silent mode during classes. Even my family and friends canât reach me during my tutoring sessions. I donât know where you heard such rumors.â
The parent sitting at the front table unlocked his phone and showed Eileen a picture. It was a screenshot of the surveillance footage.
It showed Eileen sitting in the chair, staring at her mobile phone while Milford was busy playing a game.
Another picture showed Raymond walking in with fruits while Eileen and Milford were engrossed in reading books.
There were several screenshots, each marked with the time in the upper right corner. The pictures proved Eileen was an irresponsible tutor who didnât pay attention to her student.
âI agree Iâm the person in this photo and that the boy is my student. But you have to understand his situation is different,â Eileen said.
The parents grew angrier when they heard that.
But Eileen calmly continued, âEvery student is different. I meticulously prepared study materials for each student, and Milford is an exception. If you donât believe my words, check with the parents of other students if such incidents have occurred. Since yesterday, only parents of newly enrolled students have visited me with complaints. This makes me think that only those who are unaware of the situation can be easily misled.â
âWe have the evidence. Since you are adamant about denying it, I donât think we can do anything about it. Anyway, youâve already received your fees. If you refuse to refund us, what can we do to you?â said the parent in the front. The other parents also seemed to agree with him.
Several people walking by stopped to look at Eileen and the others, whispering among themselves.
Eileen spotted a familiar figure in the crowd. The person was from the Sanchez Education Agency. Eileen narrowed her eyes and immediately recalled meeting the person before.
The person locked eyes with Eileen before hastily leaving.
The Sanchez Education Agency was far from Eileenâs educational institution. Therefore, the person being here couldnât be just a coincidence.
There was only one plausible explanation.
âEveryone, if I donât find any evidence to prove my innocence within two days, I will refund your tutoring fees in full,â Eileen announced loudly. âIf you donât believe me, go inside with Emmett and sign the agreement.â
She then turned and signaled Emmett, who understood the gesture and promptly guided the parents inside.
Eileen turned to look at the person from the Sanchez Education Agency, but the person had vanished into the street. Eileen sighed and walked inside.
The parents reluctantly signed the agreement complying with the two-day deadline for the full refund despite their discontentment. They returned within two days before leaving.
After they left, Emmett asked, âMs. Curtis, what should we do now? Is that the photo posted by the parents of that student? It is possible that your use of the phone during the tutoring session might have made them displeased, which in turn led them to post the photos.â
Emmett didnât speak further. He was just hinting that Eileen should apologize to that studentâs parents.
âYou are right. Iâll explain everything,â Eileen took her bag and called Raymond to ask where Bryan was.
Raymond stood in the corner of the conference room and glanced at Bryan, who was in the middle of a meeting. ââMr. Dawson is currently in a company meeting. Thereâs an important high-level meeting this morning. Ms. Curtis, do you have anything important to discuss with him?â he whispered on the phone.
Eileen could hear Bryanâs muffled voice over the phone. He was indeed in a meeting.
She said, âYeah, I need to discuss something important with him. Iâll go there and wait for him. Please help me arrange a meeting with him as soon as possible. I donât mind even if itâs during lunchtime.â
As she spoke, she started the car to drive to Bryanâs company.
Hearing the noise of traffic, Raymond understood Eileen wanted to discuss something urgent. Half an hour later, Eileen arrived at Bryanâs company. Perhaps Raymond had informed the security guard. They let Eileen in right away. The receptionist took her to the waiting room and brought her a cup of coffee.
The last time Eileen had come here, Bryan had made her wait. Her visit had ended in vain. However, this time, everything had gone smoothly, which surprised Eileen. As soon as she took a sip of coffee, the door of the room flew open. Bryan strode in with one hand in his pocket and a document in the other. A frown lined his forehead when he saw Eileen. Then, he turned and looked at Raymond. Raymond quickly explained, âMr. Dawson, Ms. Curtis mentioned she had something urgent to discuss with you and was on her way here. I presumed it was important and required immediate attention, so I prioritized it over other tasks.â
Eileen was taken aback. She hadnât expected Raymond to perceive the situation this way. She had rushed to schedule an appointment with Bryan because she feared she would lose this opportunity. But she hadnât figured out how to broach the subject and question Bryan yet. To be frank, she had to hear Bryanâs explanation. But she was anxious because she couldnât afford to upset Bryan any further.
She had anticipated a lengthy meeting and believed that would give her ample time to prepare for the conversation with Bryan. But that was not the case. Bryan put the documents on the table and plopped into the chair, leaning back comfortably.
âWhatâs the matter?â he asked indifferently.
Eileen took a deep breath. âAlthough I might not have made significant contributions to the company, I have worked diligently for you in the past. You shouldnât have been so hostile toward me.â
Bryan only narrowed his eyes, frowning.
âMs. Curtis, what are you saying?â Raymond asked in surprise.
âMr. Dawson, I believe you understand the uniqueness of Milfordâs situation and the need for special treatment. If you have any problem with my teaching method, you should have approached me directly. You didnât have to resort to extreme measures.â Eileen sounded frustrated.
She had stood up when Bryan entered the room, and now she looked at him accusingly as if she were interrogating him. But somehow, she didnât feel like she was intimidating enough for Bryan.
Bryanâs face darkened as he sized her up. He believed she had undoubtedly grown bolder over the years. He couldnât believe she now dared to question him.
At that moment, Raymond said, âMs. Curtis, I guess there is a misunderstanding. Mr. Dawson has been busy with work lately. He didnât do anything.â
After a momentâs hesitation, he glanced at Bryan and asked him politely, âHave you taken any further action besides initially making things difficult for Ms. Curtis?â
Bryan was rendered speechless. A deathly silence prevailed in the room. Bryan glared at Raymond. Seeing that, the latter quickly averted his gaze, pretending like he hadnât uttered a word.
Then, Raymond cleared his throat and turned to look at Eileen. âMs. Curtis, I assure you that Mr. Dawson hasnât taken any action against you recently!â
âMake it clearer to her!â Bryan said coldly as he looked at Eileen.
Eileen was astounded. She couldnât help but wonder if it was indeed a misunderstanding.
âSomeone sent screenshots of me using my mobile phone while tutoring Milford to my clients. It has undermined my clientsâ trust in me. Numerous parents have questioned me about that, requesting refunds.â
Eileen explained, examining Bryanâs face.
Bryanâs eyes widened for a moment; he was clearly puzzled. Eileen quickly understood him. But then, she shook her head. âThe surveillance video is from your house. Who else could have done that?â
âI know who did that,â Raymond said. âMilford is a computer genius. Iâve thoroughly checked his background. He dropped out of school this year with no support from his family. The only reason he has been making ends meet without starving to death is that he has been relying on his great computer skills to make money.â
He implied that Raymond had hacked into the surveillance footage of the house and taken the screenshots.
âYou go and deal with the rest of the work,â Bryan said to Raymond. He then stood up, placed the document on the table beside Raymond, and strode toward the door.
He opened the door and turned around to look at Eileen.
âWhat are you waiting for? Come with me!â
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