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Connor had spent all his money on Mandy before the breakup.
So, his mobile phone was an outdated android machine, which could only make phone calls and would crash as soon as he downloaded WhatsApp.
Eunice had reminded Connor just now. So, after leaving Brasserie Le Bernardin, he bought the latest iPhone from an Apple store.
The cost of the iPhone was just a drop in the bucket compared to how much he had now. Only now had Connor discovered how enjoyable life was for the rich.
Half an hour later, Connor rode his electric bike and returned to his rented place. But, the moment he inserted the key into the keyhole, he hesitated. He wondered if Mina would be sitting in the living room with her hands folded, waiting for him to come home and scold him.
He honestly thought that he had done nothing wrong at noon. But then again, women never talked sense, and men were at fault for everything.
With a mixed feeling, Connor turned the key and the door opened with a click. The living room was pitch black, and the entire house was so quiet that he could hear a pin drop. He was relieved as he laughed at himself for his ridiculous thought.
Mina had been shutting herself in the house all day for the past half-year of Connor sharing a house with her. No one knew what she was doing. She ordered takeout delivery every day, and the total time of the two of them seeing each other was less than three hours.
Sometimes, Connor wondered what Mina was doing inside her room. He tried to listen in occasionally and heard music interspersed with the voice of Mina talking.
Turning on the light and gently closing the door with his feet, Connor dragged himself into the living room and collapsed on the couch. Several major things had happened in quick succession today, causing him to feel tired and dispirited. After resting for a while, he dragged himself up, returned to his room, found a clean set of clothes, and went into the bathroom.
Another ten minutes passed. Connor, wrapped in a bath towel and wiping his hair, emerged from the bathroom, which was right next to Mina’s room. As Connor walked past outside her room, he heard Mina’s voice, and he could not help but stop and prick up his ears to listen in.
Mina’s room was noisy, and the booming music made Connor feel uncomfortable. It even drowned out Mina’s voice. After listening in for a while, he could only make out words like ‘tips’, ‘guys’, and ‘follow’.
Curiosity killed the cat. Connor could not help himself as he wanted to find out what Mina was doing. That question had been bothering him all this time. She did not go to work or class but holed up in the room all day with her computer always on.
She had high monthly expenses with all the branded handbags, cosmetics, Versace, and Dolce & Gabbana, which were not some budget brands. But that aside, the rent alone cost $2,000 a month, which was not affordable for normal white-collar workers. Since Mina was not doing anything, how did she support herself? Recalling the few words that he had just heard, the penny dropped and a thought came to his mind: was Mina a camgirl?
Connor was most familiar with the term ‘camgirl.’ A pleb like Connor often browsed various websites to quench his youthful restlessness.
Some live streaming apps had camgirls. As long as one paid, one could interact with the camgirls, request them to dance, sing, or have dirty conversations. When one was acquainted with them, one can even bring them out to dinner and watch a movie.
Privately, those camgirls may also interact with their top supporters, sending them selfie videos or something as privileged for being their top sponsors. To put it bluntly, these live streaming apps were akin to the adult websites of some countries. The clothes they wore and the words they said were all highly suggestive and flirty, just stopping short of being naked.
When Connor heard Mina’s voice, he was on a high, thinking that perhaps Mina was that kind of camgirl.
Camgirls mainly relied on tips from the audience and advertisement income. And, Mina was beautiful and dressed sexily. If she was a camgirl, her income would certainly not be low.
Connor rubbed his nose and sighed. “What is wrong with this world? Pretty girls are selling their bodies or seducing the rich kids. Can’t they find a proper job to support themselves?”
Connor roared in a low and helpless voice. Mandy had given up on herself for the sake of a rich kid. And now, even his housemate was doing the same unsightly thing.
It seemed that every beautiful girl had to use some crooked ways to make a comfortable living. He then thought about himself. After three years of working as a food delivery guy, day in and day out, he realized that he had lived in vain.
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Just then, the door swung open with a loud bang. Mina came out of her room and bumped into Connor head-on. Mina was startled, bouncing a step back, and stared at Connor warily. “What are you doing standing here?”
Connor was also startled, not expecting Mina to come out at that time. His gaze fell on Mina, only to see her wearing a pair of hip-length hot pants, which were so tight that they almost sank deep between her thighs. Her off-white, body-hugging, textured strap T-shirt revealed half of her fair and ample bust.
Connor swallowed hard, pretending to be calm. “Ahem. Well, I just came out of the shower..”