Chapter 11: Exposed?

Upon seeing Charline, Ivan quickly made his way into the warehouse and reached out to turn off the lights of the storefront.

He then closed the rolling shutter door, giving the impression that he was about to close the shop and leave.

"How did you end up here?" At that moment, Charline had already arrived behind Ivan. Her eyebrows furrowed slightly as she looked at him with a cold gaze.

Ivan turned around, a faint smile appearing on his face. "This is my shop, so of course I'm here."

Charline, still in her school uniform, wore black leather shoes paired with white ankle socks. Her academy-customized skirt revealed her slender and fair legs.

A hint of confusion appeared on her stunning face as her beautiful eyes fell upon the storefront behind Ivan.

"What kind of business are you running?" Charline asked.

This time, a touch of coldness could be seen in her eyes.

Charline had stayed up all night, her gaze fixed on the computer screen, carefully monitoring the messages there.

Only after confirming that her video had not been released did she breathe a sigh of relief.

Now, she had come to this area to see if anyone suspicious from last night could be found.

But unexpectedly, she encountered Ivan here.

"What business I'm running is none of your concern, is it?" Ivan raised an eyebrow and replied.

"Open the door. As the president of the Student Council, it is my responsibility to address dangerous activities that involve students!" Charline's tone turned even colder.

She almost spoke with a commanding tone.

The events of last night were a shame in her life.

Since she now suspected Ivan, she had to investigate and not let anything slide!

"Oh? But as far as I know, if you don't have any evidence, you can't casually make such demands of a student," Ivan replied with a slight smile.

Charline's beautiful face remained icy cold. She could have used force to demand that Ivan open the door, but she didn't. Although she appeared cold to outsiders, it was also one of her admirable qualities.

She treated everyone equally and held herself to the same high standards.

So, Charline lifted her head, parted her red lips slightly, and said, "If I don't find what belongs to me inside, as long as it doesn't cross my bottom line, I unconditionally agree to one of your requests!"

Upon hearing this, a smile curved on Ivan's lips. "Great! You're welcome to inspect the storefront!"

Charline furrowed her eyebrows slightly. As she looked at Ivan's confident expression, she felt a hint of doubt rising in her heart.

But rather than letting something slip by, she would rather make a mistake!

With this mindset, Charline stepped forward, raised her hand, and gently lifted the rolling shutter door.

In that instant, the scene inside unfolded before Charline's eyes.

She saw that the storefront was filled with neatly stacked underwear, all of different styles.

But with just one glance, Charline was certain that what she was looking for was not among them.

Her underwear was unique and nothing like the ordinary styles she saw inside.

Moreover, her high heels were very distinctive. With their slender 15-centimeter heels, they made walking a bit unsteady, but they were particularly alluring to most men.

"Sigh... I have no choice. My family's resources are limited, and I don't have any special abilities. I can only make a living by selling things," Ivan said, leaning against the wall with one hand, sighing.

However, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

You were too naive. How could your belongings possibly be here?

Furthermore, the underwear here was all in new packaging. If one wasn't knowledgeable about it, they wouldn't be able to tell if the taste was authentic or not. 

Charline tightly bit her red lips, and her delicate body trembled slightly.

"Yes... How could I suspect Ivan, who doesn't have any abilities?"

"Maybe it's just the pressure getting to me, making me paranoid?"

Since being discovered last time, her mental state had been on edge.

After the events of last night, Charline couldn't even sleep properly anymore.

If this matter were to be exposed, her entire reputation would be ruined!

"Tell me, what is your demand?" Charline turned around, her beautiful face once again displaying a cold expression.

Ivan looked at this scene and couldn't help but sigh.

Truly worthy of being the president of the Student Council, even in defeat, she maintained this icy demeanor.

Was the maid he saw that night and the current student council president really the same person?

"I haven't decided on my demand yet. I'll let you know once I have." Ivan waved his hand and said.

Charline tightly clenched her fist, a wave of anger rising within her.

The past few days had been filled with shame and unease, placing immense pressure on her.

Now, Ivan's demand without a deadline added another worry to Charline's mind.

However, she remained composed, still wearing a cold expression.

"When you've made up your mind, then come and tell me." After saying these words, Charline prepared to leave.

However, at that moment, someone sneaked over, acting suspiciously.

He looked around the surroundings and then quietly asked Ivan in a low voice, "Hey, bro, how many second-hand styles do you have today?"

Upon hearing this, Ivan's expression changed immediately, and he quickly waved his hand at the person.

However, due to the darkness of the night, the person thought Ivan was calling him over and hurriedly approached, trying to remain inconspicuous.

Ivan glanced at Charline who was standing next to him.

He saw her staring intently at the situation unfolding.

"Cough cough, we're out of stock. Come back tomorrow," Ivan said, winking at the person.

But due to the darkness, the person didn't see it and said, "Ah? What should I do? I was hoping to buy ten pounds today!"

Damn it!

In that instant, Ivan's composure shattered. Who sells underwear by pound?

As he turned his head to see Charline's reaction, he saw her raise her hand and make a gesture above Ivan's head.

Black lightning surged from Charline's fair and slender fingers, landing on the storefront sign.

The sign immediately emitted a red glow.

"This store specializes in men's services. Second-hand women's underwear, ten dollars per pound."

"Although I didn't find what I was looking for, I seem to have discovered something more interesting."

Charline's beautiful eyes turned towards Ivan, and a rare smile played on her lips.

But in her eyes, there was a dangerous aura.

Although she wasn't male, she could still understand the words on the sign!!