Chapter 92
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When the others saw that Young Master Zane and Young Master Logan were not retaliating against the blows, everyone rushed forward.
Everyone vented the humiliation they had suffered all these years at these two’s hands.
Even though some of them had been humiliated before by other young masters, Young Master Zane and Young Master Logan became the proxies for those other boys as they were treated like punching bags.
It was not long before the both of them were terribly beaten up.
When Tara realized she could really hit or scold them, she got excited and ran forward to give Young Master Logan two slaps.
She looked quite exhilarated after slapping him, grinning as happily as a child.
Chris and Natasha were a little more reserved, but when they saw Tara slapping him, they went forward and gave him a few slaps as well.
By the looks on their excited faces, I guessed they were having fun slapping him.
It was because of me that Young Master Zane and Young Master Logan had turned from untouchable rich heirs to nameless nobodies that anyone could pick on.
My anger dissipated when I saw how badly they had been beaten. There was no point in humiliating them further.
Thus, I said to everybody. “Let’s stop with the beating. We should go somewhere else and continue drinking.”
With that, I turned to leave.
When the bartenders saw that I was leaving, they immediately waved their hands to get my attention. “Come back again. We’ll give you a discount.”
It was clear that they had had a good time today too.
“Alright, I will.”
I left with the others after saying that.
…
We went to another bar and continued drinking.
Tara became more interested in me after what just happened. She looked at me with wide, bright eyes.
“Freddie, does what you said still stand?” Tara asked with a smile.
“What did I say?”
“About being your friend with benefits. It suddenly occurred to me that it would be quite interesting to have that kind of relationship with you. Besides, I won’t ask you for any money.” Tara’s foot playfully brushed against my crotch as she said this, fondling it naughtily.
If she was Nadia, I would have treated this as just some fun.
However, I only felt disgusted by Tara’s fondling.
I moved away slightly and sneered at her. “I’m not interested in anything free. It’s too cheap for me!”
“You…!!!”
Tara was not able to say another word.
It was obvious that she had not been expecting me to reject her when she was giving herself to me for free.
“Don’t think for a minute that I don’t know what you want, Tara. I’d advise you to forget about it.”
I had no lack of women by my side since inheriting my fortune. When it came to feminine wiles and charms, Tara could not even begin to compare to Macy or Lindy.
Even if I wanted a friend with benefits, I would never want someone like her.
Tara was not happy after this rejection. She opened her mouth to say something.
However, Chris suddenly pointed at the stage and said, “Look, Freddie. Isn’t that our class teacher performing on stage?”
I looked in the direction he was pointing at.
There was an all-female band on stage, and the lead singer standing in the middle of the stage was none other than our class teacher, Cherry Quentin.
She had a very cool-looking bright red electric guitar in her hands. Her hair was down, and she was wearing an all-black getup decorated with rivets. She even had a black choker around her neck. There was a tinge of wildness to her under all that sexiness.
This was a completely different look from the one she had at school. She looked just like a sexy little wildcat right now.
A smile appeared on my lips. “That’s really something. Our class teacher is the lead singer of a rock band?”
“I couldn’t believe my eyes too, but the more I look at her, the more I think she’s our class teacher. I needed you to confirm it.”
“It’s her, alright. She sings pretty well.”
Cherry’s style was completely different from Layla’s.
Layla’s songs were sweet and quite popular among teenage boys and girls.
Cherry’s songs were rock songs.
I did not really know much about rock music. I could only tell that she was singing it. Her band’s instrumental style seemed to have electronic and psychedelic elements.
“Oh my God, our class teacher really hides this side of herself well. She always looks so prim and proper at school, yet she’s able to completely let go at the bar,” Chris said in wonder.
“It could be because of semester break. We’re all out having fun. She must be in need of some relaxation too.”
“You’re right. Do you think we should give her flowers or something?” Chris asked.
“Isn’t that little old-fashioned? I don’t think she would want us to know about this part of her life, anyway.”
“Alright. Let’s just listen to her singing, then,” Chris replied with slight wistfulness.
Cherry sang a total of five songs on stage.
Her voice was not the sweet-sounding kind, but it was quite sexy.
There was a sense of carefreeness and freedom in her songs.
I was not planning to disturb Cherry.
However, the more I listened to her, the more I liked her songs.
That was why I decided to head backstage and talk to her after she finished singing.
However, when I arrived backstage, I witnessed something that completely changed my worldview.
Cherry was in an embrace with her drummer backstage, and they were engaged in a passionate kiss.
I was stunned.
It had never crossed my mind before that Cherry could be a lesbian.
No, that was not right. She must be bisexual. When I spoke to her before, she had definitely hinted that I could f**k her whenever I wanted to.
That would mean that men did not repel her and she had to be bisexual.
Had she gone after her bandmate because she was lonely from not having any male companionship?
I tried to creep away as I thought about this. I wanted to pretend I had not been here to avoid embarrassing Cherry.
Cherry did not notice me, but the bandmate she was passionately kissing did.
Her eyes widened as she sharply said, “Who are you? What are you doing backstage???”
Cherry immediately turned back at those words and saw me.
I blushed as our eyes met. I had no idea what to say.
Cherry went red in the face and pulled me aside. She said coldly, “What are you doing here, Freddie?”
“Well, it’s the holidays, and I’m here to relax.”
“You shouldn’t be at a bar, should you? What did you see just now?” Cherry asked anxiously.
“Nothing. I didn’t see anything.” I chuckled.
However, Cherry did not believe me. She said coldly, “It doesn’t matter whether you’ve seen anything. You’re not allowed to tell anyone about this, understand?”
“I understand. I’ll make sure that whatever I saw today will die with me.”
“That’s good to know.” Cherry breathed a long sigh of relief before saying to me, “Since you’re here, let me introduce you two.”
With that, she pointed to the female drummer next to her. “This is Clementine Wind, and she’s the drummer for the Blue Sea Sharks.”
“Clementine Wind? That’s a nice name!”
I mumbled her name to myself again after saying that. I found it quite nice.
It suited her really well.
Clementine was quite a petite person. She looked dainty and fragile. Every move she made and every smile she gave washed over you like a gentle summer breeze. She was just like one’s first love.
“Don’t you get mesmerized by her name. She’s not a gentle person at all. Do you have any idea what her nicknames are? The Exploding Drummer, Metallic Astro Boy… She’s not what you imagine her to be at all.”
Cherry began introducing me after she was done with Clementine. “This is a student from my class, Clementine. His name is Freddie.”
“How do you do?” Clementine extended her hand. She smiled as she shook my hand.
When she smiled at me, I went into a slight daze.
She was a really gentle person. It was no wonder Cherry had ended up falling for her. Even I felt like I was falling in love a little bit. She had the smile of an angel.
“What are you daydreaming about, Freddie?! Let go of her!” Cherry quickly pulled us apart when she saw me refusing to let go of Clementine’s hand. She later said brusquely to me, “You should leave soon if there’s nothing else. Remember your promise. If I hear any word of this in school, I’ll be coming for you.”
“Don’t worry! I won’t say a word!”
“Hurry up and leave!”
…
Chris looked at me questioningly when I returned to our table.
“Where did you go, Freddie?”
“I went to the washroom.”
“What were you doing for so long in there?” Chris was not buying it.
“You should stop asking so many questions. I think we’re about done here. Come on, let’s head home early.”
“Alright.”
…
I returned home to an empty house.
I lay in bed, unable to sleep.
My mind was filled with Clementine’s smiling face.
She was really such a gentle soul… I had only met her once, and I was already unable to forget her. No wonder Cherry was so hung up on her.
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