At this realization, Raegan hurriedly corrected herself, "I mean, I didn't see anything."

Hector was unconvinced but had to resume driving as the light had turned green.

Raegan's ears turned red in embarrassment. Nonetheless, she kept her cool and added, “Don't worry. I'll stay in Bryce's room only."

Hector, who was focused on the road, said flatly, “I don't have any woman around me, but occasionally I need to satisfy my physiological needs."

Raegan felt bewildered. He did not have to say that, and she did not want to hear his explanation.

Feeling somehow uncomfortable, Raegan bluntly asked, "What are you trying to say?"

Hector took a moment and calmly stated, "You're Bryce's teacher. I don't want you to get the wrong idea."

Upon hearing this, Raegan met his gaze and assured him, "Mr. Dixon, my job only concerns students, not their parents. You don't need to be concerned about that."

The distinction between students and their parents was crucial.

Raegan knew it well.

At this moment, Hector gripped the steering wheel tightly and continued, “Bryce can be mischievous, but he has a good nature.

Please forgive him."

Raegan nodded.

“Don't worry. I'm committed to teaching him well."

“I'd appreciate if you could also pay attention to his personal development, not just his academics."

“Of course. And I haven't yet thanked you for what you did for my grandmother. I'll make sure Bryce receives the best education in return."

As they halted at a red light, Hector glanced at Raegan and, to her surprise, chuckled.

"You're always so polite to me and keep your distance. I thought you'd forgotten me."

"No, I remember what you did at the nursing house. It's something I'm truly grateful for," Raegan earnestly replied.

Hector acknowledged her gratitude but steered the topic elsewhere.