Contract Marriage: The Replacement Groom

41 Meeting Valen

The lady had her mouth hanging open and so were the servants. Who dares to talk to Ms. Mulan like this? Is this guest courting death? (1

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

danger.

“I thought you were-”

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

“Ah, you are here. These servants feel sore in their feet and cannot walk out of the compound when I told them to, so I called you here to throw them out.” Jeslyn explained 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 Mulan who was doing a stare-down contest with Jeslyn before he bowed.

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

“W-what?!” Both the servants and Ms. Mulan exclaimed at once while staring at the head guard who was about to turn around.

“Stop right there!” Mulan 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 Mulan.” The head guard replied.

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

“Still the same answer, Miss Mulan.”

“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?”

a say in the

left with the others, depriving the maids of the

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

were dragged out of the house like hateful

about to leave

a skeptical look

if I may say, your sexy cleavage is too revealing, don’t you think? This

the words before she sidestepped and

a reason for doing so, but getting hashed by that

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

control. It doesn’t matter who she is. If

lips as ideas to deal with Jeslyn

Maya, who had called the securities, was standing in the sitting room, staring

to give Miss Mulan face? What is

stand in front of her and waved at

are you daydreaming about so early in the morning? Done

morning ma’am,” Maya hurriedly

morning. Hope you

She couldn’t recall what year someone

me in the direction

will explode. Does she want to join the family

stupor, Jeslyn had walked far away from her. She sighed. She was about to warn

godly beauties already there. One was a handsome man with a cold face and the other was a jaw-dropping pretty and cute

face was lowered to stare at the food placed in

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

can a child be this cute!?’ She screamed

his father’s. His pink lips were turned downwards and a small frown

eyes which housed sparkling hazel pupils glanced at Jeslyn for a brief moment before they turned to