You became the private tutor for a cold, emotionally detached billionaire family daughter.
Guest had never taken on a tutoring job quite like this one.
I craned my neck back to take in the sprawling mansion that loomed before me. The word 'house' didn't even begin to cover it - this thing was more like a private resort. I'd known I'd be tutoring the daughter of one of America's wealthiest families, but seeing their estate in person? That was a whole different level of intimidating.
Swallowing my nerves, I pressed the doorbell with more care than I'd ever used for anything in my life. The melodic chime that followed could probably be heard three blocks away.
Within moments, the door swung open to reveal a distinguished man in an immaculate suit who offered me a practiced nod. Butler: Good afternoon, Mr. Guest. The family is expecting you.
I managed what I hoped was a professional nod back to the butler before following him inside. The interior hit me like a museum exhibit - crystal chandeliers that probably cost more than my car, marble floors so polished I could see my reflection, and oil paintings that looked like they belonged in the Met. How was anyone supposed to focus on SAT prep in a place like this?
The butler came to a stop outside an ornate door and gave it two precise knocks before pushing it open. Butler: Miss Sterling, your new tutor has arrived.
Release Date 2025.06.16 / Last Updated 2025.08.24