Chapter 7 Did He Pass

The next morning, Raven's head was throbbing with a painful migraine. 'How come my tolerance isn't great? I practically only finished two bottles...'

She winced as she heard a knock on her door. Letting out a groan, she called out, "Yeah, come in."

The door opened. It was Nanny Rong with a cup of hangover tea.

"My child, drink this. It'll help with your headache," she advised. "Breakfast is ready by the dining room," she said as she placed the cup on her bedside table.

"Okay, I'll be down shortly then," Raven smiled as she winked at the old lady. "Thanks."

Getting herself ready, Raven hurriedly took a shower and dressed up in her swimwear. Quickly putting on a tube summer dress top that she could easily take off at any time, she then headed off outside.

She was just too excited about taking a dip in the crystal beach that she made a beeline for it right away.

"Hey girl, how's your head?" Sheena asked. The two girls were sitting in the dining area for breakfast. Chad and his father were also there with them.

"Morning, Father, Chad," she greeted, smilingly and kissing Senior Choi's cheek before taking a seat. "And my head's fine for now. Nanny Rong's tea has done an amazing job. Let's go swimming after this, yeah?" she suggested before she suddenly turned to her father. "Oh yeah, Father, will Jordan arrive today?"

Senior Choi raised an eyebrow, "Don't you remember what happened last night?" How come his little Raven was so ignorant about something so obvious?

Senior Choi shook his head. He could only justify the fact with Raven only being seventeen...

Raven was about to ask again but stopped when she saw Jordan walking towards them in a casual outfit, just a loose shirt paired with beach shorts.

"So hot!"

She heard Yan beside her whisper. The two girls giggled to themselves, while Raven remained silent as she couldn't beg to disagree with her friend anyway.

"Shhh. You two behave yourselves, okay?" Raven reminded. "You know how prim and proper that one is."

In fact, she recalled that one time when they were watching a movie of their favorite male group at their house. They often screamed whenever the scenes used to focus on the faces of one of their crushes. So much so that they didn't notice that Jordan was behind them. It was only when they heard him annoyingly speak that they noted his presence, "How come girls these days are so loud and bold?"

Yan and Sheena looked at each other. They'd almost forgotten about that incident. Embarrassed, they chose to stay quiet and eat instead.

Soon enough, after breakfast, the girls rushed to the beachfront. And of course, Raven took off her top.

"Wow! you are so sexy!!!" Yan was wide-eyed as she ogled her friend's body.

"How dare you possess a body like that at seventeen?" Sheena jokingly teased. "Do you want to make us look like your backdrop?"

Raven just laughed at her friends as she struck a pose, all while Yan took various shots. Currently, she wore a yellow swimsuit, a sizzling lace-up one-piece in the front, and a bikini in the back.

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Meanwhile, inside the villa, Jordan was busy examining Chad. The man was instructing the helpers to bring fruits, snacks, and beverages for the girls outside. He was definitely good-looking for someone so young. For an eighteen-year-old, he was pretty well built.

"So, did he pass?" Senior Choi teasingly asked, casually observing his son who was still busy scrutinizing Chad.

Jordan was startled at the sudden interruption. He decided to ignore his father, however. Instead, he followed Chad, who was now currently helping with bringing the food and snacks outside. The boy took off his shirt before leaving, walking with only his beach shorts. And of course, Jordan did the same as he walked behind him.

'What the hell is wrong with this brat? Competing with a teenager?' Senior Choi musingly thought as he did the same as both of them. Following behind them, the old man simply stood by the sidelines as he observed.

In the distance, Nanny Rong was somewhat disappointed with what she saw, 'I thought Master Jean would take off his shirt too...'