The Man’s Decree

Upon hearing that, Viola flew into a rage as expected. She was about to attack Jared but was quickly stopped by Ghaylen.

“Ms. Viola, Mr. Chance is definitely not that kind of person. He was just teasing you. I believe he didn't come here to lay his hands on you. I can tell Mr. Chance has been with countless women. Ms. Viola, although you have a good figure and outstanding countenance, I reckon Mr. Chance isn't interested in you,” Ghaylen hurriedly elaborated.

“You're indeed astute, Mr. Samoll. I can't believe you can even figure that out.” Jared couldn't help but be amazed. How did Mr. Samoll realize I've been with countless women?

“Mr. Chance, the first time I brought you here to help treat Ms. Viola, I noticed the indifferent look in your eyes when you gazed at her. You didn't harbor the slightest hint of perverted thoughts toward her. Therefore, I believe you when you say you haven't touched Ms. Viola,” Ghaylen explained.

Hearing Ghaylen's words, Viola couldn't help but feel a sense of competition surge within her.

“Jared, let me ask you. Did you avoid touching me because I'm not as pretty as the women you've been with?” She was very curious why he wouldn't make a move on her.

“Your figure and looks are considered slightly below average among my many women.” Jared deliberately sized up Viola as he spoke.

Viola was instantly enraged after listening to Jared's remark. “How many women do you have? I'm only considered slightly below average? I may not be the most beautiful woman in the country, but I have absolute confidence in my figure and appearance! Where are those women of yours? I'd like to see how much better they are compared to me!”

All women were highly competitive when it came to their figures and appearances, and Viola was not an exception.

“I don't even know how many women I'm with at this point. I can't bring them to you now, but I have a portrait here. You can take a look, and you'll know how significantly inferior you are to my women.”

Jared gently waved his hand while uttering those words. The air in front of him quivered, and a portrait appeared the next second.

The woman featured in the painting was Cecilia. She wore a white outfit, and her long hair cascaded down her shoulders. Her facial features were as delicate as an angel.

Cecilia's aura was exceptionally remarkable, not something any woman possessed.

Looking at Cecilia's portrait, Viola was stunned. She never imagined a woman as exquisite and elegant as Cecilia existed in the world.

“Mr. Chance, is this really your woman? She's as gorgeous as an angel who descended from the heavens.” Even at his advanced age, Ghaylen was mesmerized at the sight of Cecilia's portrait.

“Of course! She's just one of my many women. All my other women are also incredibly stunning. Do you understand why I'm uninterested in other women now?”

Jared sounded as if he was bragging, but when he spoke, his eyes were riveted on Viola.

He was deliberately saying that to her, intentionally provoking her.