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?”

when the ‘stranger’ has a say in

others, depriving the maids

because they feared or respect her, but because they know what- their lives would be like after

out of the house like hateful

Jeslyn was about to leave when Mulan

asked with a

you are. And if I may say, your sexy cleavage

words before she sidestepped

revealed and she has a reason for doing

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

be out of her control. It doesn’t matter who she is. If I

to deal with Jeslyn formed in her

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

give Miss Mulan face? What is her identity?”

thinking, Jeslyn came to stand in front of her and

you daydreaming about so early in the

morning ma’am,” Maya hurriedly

morning. Hope you

couldn’t recall what year someone had cared to ask her if

the direction

she feels her mind will explode. Does she want

far away from her. She sighed. She was about to warn her,

was a handsome man with a cold face and the other

a head full of black hair, his baby face was lowered to

she swallowed hard. The thought to steal him away flashed through her

can a child be this cute!?’

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

hazel pupils glanced at Jeslyn for a