Chapter 53 Going to Get in Trouble

It was a photo of the bra I left in his room. I thought he must've thrown it away. I didn't expect to see it hanging on his balcony. Amidst his formalwear, that pastel-colored piece seemed all the more suggestive. Most importantly, my initials were embroidered on the bra strap. That was a habit I got from always losing my dance attire at my dance classes when I was young. It happened especially frequently during competitions when the other competitors, jealous of my achievements, played dirty. That was why my mother bought an embroidery machine. All these years, it became a habit of mine to leave my initials on my clothing. If Evan ever exposed that photo… What would others think? They'd think I, as a part-timer, was after employment. They'd also think I, who was enrolling in university, was trying to ride Evan's coattails, using my age to my advantage. That devious old man. It was his scheme to make me shower in his room back then. How foolish of me. How could I have forgotten