He buried his face in his quilt, too humiliated to weep openly, his anger sending him into a disheveled state.

From behind, Raegan watched him, a smile tugging at her lips, and inquired playfully, "Young man, are you willing to cooperate with me?"

“Who's a young man?" Bryce surged to his feet, towering over Raegan.

But recalling her previous threat, he hastily retreated.

Raegan's smile broadened. Perhaps there was a chance to teach Bryce after all.

She just joined the tutoring company with no achievements to her name or other options.

Taking Bryce down became the most effective strategy to achieve something.

She proposed, “My previous offer still stands. How about a bet?"

Bryce, rolling his eyes, paused before responding, “Alright, but no regrets later."

"Agreed."

“Fine, then it's set for next Friday. Await my instructions," Bryce effectively declared a challenge.

He chose next Friday strategically, knowing Hector would be overseas, leaving him unchecked.

His plan was to give this overconfident tutor a stern lesson.

"Now, start with these assignments," Raegan commanded, presenting a stack of work.

Bryce, staring at the assignments, felt slightly defeated.

However, the prospect of irritating her spurred him on, and he begrudgingly began the test.

Bryce quickly completed one.

Raegan reviewed it and scoffed.

"Even a baby could do better."

Bryce's confidence, once unshakable, began to crumble.