My dad thought I was too idle during the summer vacation, so he introduced me to a part-time tutoring job.

The student comes from a well-off family. His parents are the president of the largest group in Portsmouth Bay. He charges $700 an hour to tutor his son.

In order to be consistent with my status as a teacher, I specifically refused the security provided to me by the governor and traveled in a low profile.

Before the class started, the students suddenly put on the Ceremonial Robe and asked me to kneel down to teach.

I was confused and didn't do it.

The student "be enraged" and pointed at me and yelled:

"Commoner, I am a descendant of the nobility. In the past, I could have exterminated your bloodline with just one sentence!"

I frowned and retorted: "The United States is independent, the British Empire has fallen, where are the nobles?"

Faced with my questioning, the other party looked arrogant.

"It would be an honor for you to kneel before me."

"I'm not afraid to tell you that in Portsmouth Bay, our Vanderbilt Family is the government. Even if Jesus comes, we will have to fully prostrate, understand?!"

I was stunned for a few seconds, then took out my cell phone and called the student's parents.

"I heard from your son that your Vanderbilt Family has established itself as the king of Portsmouth Bay. Is that true?"

If my old man hadn’t witnessed the independence of the United States with his own eyes, I would have thought I had traveled through time.

In modern society, being president while wearing the Ceremonial Robe is a real punishment.

If the student's parents sincerely admit their mistakes, it is not impossible for me to make a small matter.

"What do you want to say? Are you looking for trouble?"

Mr. Vanderbilt sounded impatient.

"Mr. Vanderbilt, you'd better come back immediately and educate your son properly, otherwise..."

Before I could finish, the call was hung up.

Looking at Troy Vanderbilt's smug expression, I sneered.

The Vanderbilt Family, from top to bottom, thinks of themselves as the president.

Troy, who was as fat as a cube, slumped in the chair, his chin pointed to the ground and said:

"I thought you were so capable, but it turns out you're just a whistleblower!"

"Kneel down and kowtow quickly. I can still forgive your rudeness. But if my father knew that I was offended, you probably wouldn't be able to leave the villa alive."

Troy saw that I was dressed simply and thought I was just an ordinary college student, and he didn't show me any respect.

"Troy, I'm here to be your tutor, not your slave."

"No matter how your previous tutor supported you, I am a normal person with dignity and I do not recognize your Vanderbilt Family government."

I waved my phone and said, "What you did is illegal. If you continue to mess around, I will call the police now!"

Until now, I still think Troy is a spoiled kid at home, and I still want to give him a chance.

But when Troy heard the police call, his tone became even more aggressive.

"Bitch, Portsmouth Bay Police Headquarters is my royal guards! Even if the police really come, you can only apologize to me and mediate!"

He stood up and slammed his fat body into me.

The phone was snatched away and thrown far away, the screen shattered.

I clenched my fists, with a serious and forbearing look in my eyes.

"You don't dare to ask me to call the police because you know it's against the law, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the other party suddenly raised his hand and slapped him.

"Bullshit! I am an old-money nobility delusion. Can a prince be punished the same as a commoner if he breaks the law?"

"If you dare to disrespect me again, I will beat you to death now!"

I grew up in Riverside City and came to Portsmouth Bay on a whim for college, only a year later. I had no idea how the Vanderbilt Family became a Portsmouth Bay aristocracy.

I couldn't dodge in time and my cheek was swollen from his hit. I couldn't suppress my anger anymore.

"I am your teacher. Is this your attitude towards your teacher? Are you so fat that the wrinkles on your brain are flattened?"

As soon as these words came out, before Troy could react, the servants in the villa exclaimed.

"Where did you find such a tactless college student who even dares to scold the prince? Do you want to live?"

"All the teachers who came to tutor in the past have to kneel down obediently, but she is the only one who is too nosy! She deserves it!"

"I heard she gets $700 an hour, and kneeling won't hurt a lick of flesh."

Troy also heard that I was scolding him, and his expression became even uglier.

"I think you are tired of living. Do you believe me, I will ask my dad to raid your house?"

If his family really had old-money nobility delusion, my old man would have robbed his father's family.

I think it's funny.

"Troy, I advise you to clear your mind and think carefully."

"I'm only considering you young now, so I'm giving you a chance. If you continue to act recklessly, even your late father won't be able to bear the consequences."

"Think about your mother's ass!"

Troy opened his mouth and uttered another string of curses that were unbearable to the ear, while cursing he threw the debris on the table at me.

"Shame on you! How dare you hide?"

"Believe it or not, I'll call my dad and teach you a lesson!"

His face was full of anger and his fat was greasy and disgusting.

I just dodged flexibly and didn't fight back.

It’s not because I’m scared, but my dad repeatedly reminded me before we came to Portsmouth Bay.

"Be a good tutor, don't make a big deal out of small things, it will have a bad influence."

I either don't take action, or the other party will be seriously injured.

When Troy saw that I didn't say anything back, he smiled and thought I was scared.

He picked up the ashtray next to him and smashed it at my head.

At the critical moment, a tall figure appeared at the door.

"stop!"

"Troy, if anyone makes you angry, just let Mr. Anderson do it. Why dirty your own hands?"

Richard Vanderbilt walked up to me quickly, looking very arrogant.

"Are you Emma Williams?"

The man is now middle-aged, and he is well maintained, with regular features and a tall figure that makes him look intimidating without even being angry.

But there was a sense of pride between his brows.

"You are Mr. Vanderbilt, right?"

"I'm the new tutor, and here's my letter of introduction."

Richard frowned at me and tore up the letter without even reading it.

"Don't read it anymore, you're fired!"

"You are not worthy of teaching my son."

I almost thought there was something wrong with my ears.

I consider myself to have one of the best academic qualifications in Portsmouth Bay, and my dad has also communicated with the Vanderbilt Family.

At that time, Arthur was extremely pleased with me and begged me to come. Is this his attitude now?

What's more, if I leave right after arriving, wouldn't I be laughed at by my dad?

Thinking of this, I cleared my throat and said:

"Mr. Vanderbilt, I was introduced by Arthur."

"You asked me to go back before class even started. Isn't that too arbitrary when you don't even know my level?"

Richard sneered and puffed out his cigarette.

"Arbitrary?"

"I spent $700 an hour just to find a good teacher for my son. We Troy are descendants of the royal family, and we used to be taught by celebrities. You, Williams..."

As he spoke, he looked me up and down and said disdainfully:

"My family is too poor."

There was a sound of snickering in the villa.

"I don't know where this poor guy came from, but he dared to visit the Vanderbilt Family! It's so funny!"

"Even if the descendants of Washington came to teach the prince, they would have to kneel down and teach him. She is nothing but a fart and still acting so pretentiously!"

"Hahahaha! I've never heard of the last name Williams before. She must be the first college student in the village. Look at how arrogant she is."

The sarcastic voices in my ears were getting louder and louder, and I was almost laughing out of anger.

My family is poor, but we have a strong army.

Even if I were just an ordinary person, there would be no need for me to kneel before a fake president in modern society, right?

"Okay, I'm not worthy, please find someone else."

"Since I failed the trial class, Mr. Vanderbilt, please pay for the travel expenses."

There was a red alert for high temperatures today, and it cost me $100 to take a taxi here.

It's not that I'm short of the money, I just simply don't like him.

As soon as the words fell, Troy jumped out.

"What do you mean by carriage? It's just teaching, do I have to buy you a carriage?"

"No, no, no! We don't use horse-drawn carriages in modern society." I waved my hand. "It's a hundred dollars to take a taxi."

His uneducated appearance was hilarious, and Richard's face turned black.

"It's just a hundred dollars, right? Poor people are always fussy. This little money isn't even enough for my Troy to burn for fun!"

He raised his hand, and the butler, Mr. Anderson, counted out ten green bills and scattered them on the ground.

"Hurry up and pick it up and get out!"

"The boss is generous."

I wasn't angry. I squatted down to pick up the things and was about to leave when Troy suddenly rushed towards me like a cannonball.

"Stop right there, you bitch!"

My shoulder bone was nearly broken and my face darkened.

"Troy, you still want to cause trouble?"

A sinister gleam flashed in Troy's little eyes, and he pulled Richard aside to talk to him.

The next moment, Troy, who never showed his emotions, suddenly became furious.

"How dare you damage the Ceremonial Robe, little bitch?"

Troy made a face at me and mouthed, "You're done."

His Ceremonial Robe was obviously made by Amazon with free shipping, and there were a few snagging spots on it.

It was probably Troy himself who broke it during the fight just now. There are surveillance cameras in the villa, so you can tell at a glance.

But Richard obviously had no intention of investigating further and it was clear that he wanted to get me.

I just waited for him to make his move.

"Tell me how much you want me to pay."

Richard didn't expect me to be so easy to talk to, and he waved his hand to let the bodyguards who surrounded him disperse.

He raised his eyebrows and glanced at me: "Can you afford it?"

"This Ceremonial Robe was handed down from our Vanderbilt Family ancestors. It is an antique that was worn by the president hundreds of years ago."

"One of the gold threads above is enough to buy the lives of your entire family. What are you going to pay with? Pay with your body?"

Hearing this, Troy poked his father and said, "It's not impossible to pay with your body. I think this girl is pretty good."

I sneered, how cunning.

"Troy just quotes the price. If you can't afford it, you can sue me directly."

"Ten million dollars!"

As soon as I finished speaking, Troy shouted first.

"This is a luxury product. We need to find a famous Italian master to repair it."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes widened.

Richard also felt guilty for a moment and said:

"Although the Ceremonial Robe is an antique, we nobles are generous and don't need you to pay so much."

Troy chuckled, "Dad, if she can't afford to pay, she can just apologize sincerely."

"Full prostration from here to the door, then sleep with me for one night, and I will forgive you for what happened."

As he said this, he pointed at the Ceremonial Robe and said, "This is not just a snatch of silk, but the dignity of our nobility is being damaged!"

"We would consider it a reward if she were to pay 10 million dollars."

Richard saw through his son's thoughts and agreed.

Seeing this, I smiled calmly: "Okay! Ten million dollars is ten million dollars. I can also give you some gifts, two new rose gold bracelets and a set of ceremonial guards for the president to travel with."

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on me.

Some watched the show, some pitied me, and some thought I was crazy.

But I don't care about these.