Chapter 41


    41 Meeting Valen


    Thedy had her mouth hanging open and so were the servants. Who dares to talk to Ms. Mn like


    this? Is this guest courting death? (1


    After a while, Mn chuckled. It wasn’t a happy chuckle, but the chuckle was filled with hidden


    danger.


    “I thought you were-”


    “Miss Mn, Ma’am,” a few men in ck walked over and bowed to Jeslyn and Mn.


    “Ah, you are here. These servants feel sore in their feet and cannot walk out of thepound when I


    told them to, so I called you here to throw them out.” Jeslyn exined sarcastically.


    The head guard looked from Jeslyn to the maids. They seemed to not have an iota of fear but were


    gazing at Jeslyn with mockery in their eyes. He then looked at Mn who was doing a stare-down


    contest with Jeslyn before he bowed.


    “Yes, ma’am… throw the servants out.” The head guardmanded his men.


    “W-what?!” Both the servants and Ms. Mn eximed at once while staring at the head guard who


    was about to turn around.


    “Stop right there!” Mn roared. Once the guard stopped and looked at her, she asked while twirling


    her index finger above her head while asking: “Who owns this house?”


    “Everyone knows who owns the house, Miss Mn.” The head guard replied.


    “Who gives the orders in this house?” Mn asked again.


    “Still the same answer, Miss Mn.”


    “Then why are you taking orders from a stranger? Those are the master’s hand-picked maids. How can


    you listen to a stranger and throw them out?”


    “Not when the ‘stranger’ has a say in the house, Miss Mn.”


    With that said, the head guard left with the others, depriving the maids of the chance to seek


    forgiveness.


    The maids wanted to beg Jeslyn, not because they feared or respect her, but because they know what-


    their lives would be like after leaving the mansion, but the guards wouldn’t let them.


    They were dragged out of the house like hateful parasites.


    On the stairs, Jeslyn was about to leave when Mn blocked her.


    “Who are you?” Mn asked with a skeptical look on her face.


    “A person who wouldn’t care to know who you are. And if I may say, your sexy cleavage is too


    revealing, don’t you think? This is a house, not a club.”


    Jeslyn threw Mn the words before she sidestepped and walked away.


    Mn looked down at her dress. Truly, her cleavage was revealed and she has a reason for doing so,


    but getting hashed by that stranger was the height of it.


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    She stamped her nude heels on the smooth floor as rage built up in her. She wasn’t just humiliated,


    she was also called a prostitute.


    ‘I will have to deal with this stranger quickly, or else, she will be out of her control. It doesn’t matter who


    she is. If I can send those two to prison, then what is this weakling that I cannot chase to death?’ (2


    Mn curled her lips as ideas to deal with Jeslyn formed in her mind.


    Meanwhile, Maya, who had called the securities, was standing in the sitting room, staring wide-eyed at


    Jeslyn who was walking down the stairs.


    ‘What is thisdy who couldn’t bother to give Miss Mn face? What is her identity?”


    While Maya was thinking, Jeslyn came to stand in front of her and waved at her.


    “What are you daydreaming about so early in the morning? Done with your chores?” Jeslyn asked.


    “G-good morning ma’am,” Maya hurriedly curtsied.


    “Hmm, morning. Hope you slept well?”


    The maid was shocked again. She couldn’t recall what year someone had cared to ask her if she slept


    well.


    “It seems you have a lot to think about, point me in the direction of the dining room. A maid had called


    me to head there.”


    “T-there,” Maya was flustered. Wonders keep happening that she feels her mind will explode. Does she


    want to join the family for breakfast? Little master Valen is there too! Doesn’t that mean…


    By the time Maya woke up from her stupor, Jeslyn had walked far away from her. She sighed. She was


    about to warn her, but… leave it be.


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    Jeslyn arrived at the dining table with two godly beauties already there. One was a handsome man with


    a cold face and the other was a jaw-dropping pretty and cute boy of about 6 years old. 3


    The 6-year-old child had a head full of ck hair, his baby face was lowered to stare at the food ced


    in front of him. 2


    The minute he raised his gaze to Jeslyn, she swallowed hard. The thought to steal him away shed


    through her mind.


    “How can a child be this cute!?’ She screamed in her mind.


    His brows were thick and dark, just like his father’s. His pink lips were turned downwards and a small


    frown rested between his brows.


    Hisrge eyes which housed sparkling hazel pupils nced at Jeslyn for a brief moment before they


    turned to look behind her.


    Jeslyn followed his gaze and looked back to see thedy she had an altercation with earlier, walking


    over with the sound of her heels disturbing the quiet atmosphere.


    Jeslyn rolled her eyes and walked towards the dining table.


    Seeing the guest sitting on the chair beside Maverick, Mn furrowed her brows.


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    No one has ever been allowed to take that seat before, so why is the guest sitting there?


    While she was wondering, Mn walked to stand beside Valen.


    Jeslyn nced at her and looked at the empty chair that was on the other end of the table without


    uttering a word.


    ‘I said it, she’s not an important member of the family, hmph!’ She thought.


    “Good morning,” Jeslyn greeted Maverick and Valen.


    “Hmm,” Maverick answered but Valen didn’t.


    Mn curled her lips in a smile when she saw Jeslyn looking at Valen. Probably expecting a reply that


    would nevere.


    “You must be Valen, I’m Jeslyn,” she stretched out a hand across the table to shake Valen, but he didn’t


    even look at her.


    His eyes were still focused on the veggies ced on his te.


    Jeslyn awkwardly took her hand back and happened to see Mn sniffing augh.


    She rolled her eyes and rather chose to watch the maids instead, as they served her.


    “What is the meaning of this?” Valen said. His voice was childish, but the coldness it held could not be


    ignored.


    Maverick ignored him and continued eating his food.


    Staring at his father, Valen continued; “I know the maids do not have the guts to serve my vegetables,


    only you can order them to. I don’t-”


    “Yo! wait for me.” Rex’s voice sounded from the sitting room and soon, his hurried steps could be


    heard.