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?”

the ‘stranger’ has a say in the house, Miss Mulan.”

guard left with the others, depriving the maids of the chance to seek

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

of the house like hateful

about to leave when Mulan blocked her.

with a skeptical look on

are. And if I may say, your sexy cleavage is too revealing, don’t

before she

a reason

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stamped her nude heels on the smooth floor as rage built up in her.

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

curled her lips as ideas to deal with Jeslyn formed in her

securities, was standing in the sitting room,

to give Miss Mulan face? What is

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

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

morning ma’am,” Maya

you

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

in the direction of the dining room. A maid had called me to

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

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

handsome man with a cold face and the other was a jaw-dropping pretty and cute boy of about 6 years

had a head full of black hair, his baby face was lowered to stare at the food placed in front of him. 2

he raised his gaze to Jeslyn, she swallowed hard. The thought to steal him away flashed through her

cute!?’ She

his father’s. His pink lips

hazel pupils glanced at Jeslyn for a brief moment before they turned to look behind