hapter 196 Spoiled Rotten
Chapter 196 Spoiled Rotten
Cameron rolled her eyes and gave Xander’s riding outfit a once–over. “That’s rich. You knew I was coming and decided to show off your horse skills to impress me?”
“How’d you know that?” Xander asked.
Cameron just stared at him, speechless.
Xander pointed toward the stable where at least a dozen horses were grazing, “Want to go for a ride?
“I don’t know how,” Cameron replied flatly.
Xander perked up. “I could teach you.”
“Not interested.”
Now it was Xander’s turn to be at a loss for words.
“Look, Xander,” Cameron said, “I’m here to tutor you. Are we doing this or not?”
Xander nodded eagerly. “Yeah, definitely.”
“Where should we go?”
“The study works.”
As Xander led Cameron toward the main house, he couldn’t help but complain, “You’re seriously no fun. I just wanted to ride horses with you.”
“I’m here to make money, not play around,” Cameron said.
Xander rolled his eyes. “Wow, all about the cash, huh?”
Cameron didn’t bother responding. She just kept pace behind him.
Xander walked ahead, his tall, athletic frame cutting an impressive figure. For someone who’d just turned 18, his broad shoulders gave off a surprisingly reassuring vibe.
When they entered the main house living room, Xander’s parents were both there.
“Mom, Dad, this is my roommate Cameron,” Xander announced, gesturing toward the couple sitting on the sofa.
“I’m going upstairs to change, little punk.” Xander tossed over his shoulder to Cameron before heading up the stairs. Cameron was completely lost for words.
“Watch your mouth, Xander! Who taught you to call people little punk?” his mother, Gwen Murphy, scolded, though her voice was full of affection.
She turned to Cameron with a warm smile. “Cam, come sit down. Make yourself at home.”
Cameron didn’t know what to say. She was here for tutoring, not some family visit.
Still, politeness won out. “Hello, Mrs. Murphy, Mr. Murphy,” she said as she took a seat.
Gwen was stunning, over forty but looking barely twenty–eight thanks to incredible self–care. When she and Xander walked down the street together, people often mistook them for siblings.
It was easy to see where Xander got his good looks.
Logan, despite being middle–aged, was just as handsome and looked younger than his years. The man had presence. Just sitting there, he commanded respect without saying a word.
“Cam,” Logan nodded at her, “don’t take Xander’s nonsense personally. We spoiled that kid rotten from day one.”
Cameron smiled awkwardly. Having never really experienced Martin or Heidi’s parental love growing up, she had zero clue how to interact with people their age. No matter what she said, it just felt weird.
Thankfully, Xander came downstairs before things got awkward.
He’d thrown on just a t–shirt before coming down. Grabbing an apple from the table, he tossed it to Cameron, then snatched another for himself and took a loud, crunchy bite.
“Aren’t you cold wearing so little?” Gwen touched Xander’s arm with concern. “Mom, can you not be so fussy?” Xander’s face scrunched with annoyanc
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He looked every bit the spoiled kid he was.
You.”
Logan shot Xander a mock–angry glare. “Your mou “I’m an adult. Don’t need it.” Xander bit into his apple with unnecessary force.
“I think someone’s asking for trouble,” Logan said, his expression darkening. Xander frowned, “Come on, Dad. My classmate’s right here. Can’t you give me a break?”
Logan just stared at him, speechless
Xander stood up and tugged at Cameron’s sleeve. Alright, punk, let’s go upstairs to the study. Time for the tutoring
Cameron got up without a word, clutching the apple as she followed Xänder upstairs.
At the top of the starcase, Xander called down between bites, “Dad, drop three million dollars in my account. I need it for tutoring. This little punk charges a fortune”
Cameron could only stand there, completely dumbfounded.
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