An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

Anders organized an exclusive gathering with two purposes—to win over them and gather intelligence.

"It's an honor to have you all at Jadeleaf Manor. Let's raise our glasses to a toast." He grinned, lifting his glass for a round of toasts.

Seeing this, the attendees, filled with respect, promptly stood up, toasting in return.

After all, the man in their midst was the God of War, the mightiest warrior in Dragonmarsh, and he was also the pride of the Moseys.

Anders was a figure who naturally commanded respect wherever he went, and today's warm reception pleasantly surprised them.

"Sir Anders, we're family. Your words make it sound like we're strangers.

"Besides, if anyone should be toasting, it should be us to you. You are the backbone of the Mosey family!" Scott, seizing the moment, raised his glass passionately.

"Absolutely! Sir Anders, your combat skills are unparalleled, a real asset to the Moseys!" The crowd joined in with praises.

"Haha! Alright, let's drink!" Anders laughed heartily, downing his glass in one go. Following suit, everyone emptied their glasses.

"Friends, the main reason for having you all here today is to discuss something crucial."

to sit and got straight to the point. "I've heard about

woman to be chief housekeeper. Do you find that woman befitting

glances, some visibly puzzled. Clearly, Anders wasn't

the hesitation, Scott said, "Dahlia is just

joining the Moseys? I think our godfather is truly

your

"Our godfather is kind and caring. I think someone must

our job to help him see

Dahlia used sweet words

under Anders' rule sooner or later. It was crucial to choose the right side to join to

think what I'm

a discerning eye and is wise. He must be

is? This kind of person isn't fit to

person like her be compared to Sir Anders, the God of War? If she's in charge of the Moseys, we would be in trouble sooner

room hummed with voices, everyone voicing their discontent. They held a longstanding grudge over Dahlia's

mansion, faithfully serving for many years. Why should a woman with no

Seamus's influence, they didn't dare to speak up. They could