Maid for the Billionaire
“These are the scopes, you can find them on our portal, just click on the lesson title, and you can do a self-study.”
I nodded and glanced over the yellow paper, filled with notes and highlighted sections. Impressive, especially for a guy. “Thank you, Dex,” I said, putting the paper into my bag.
“So, how was your weeks here?” he opened up the conversation again, and I couldn’t help but close my eyes and bite my lip. I was getting annoyed because my studies were being interrupted. “I heard you’re a scholar, I bet you’re really intelligent. We only have five scholars in this University, not because all of us can afford to study here, but the entrance exam was he