Chapter 172 A Wimp

“What’s wrong? He’s a friend of my daughter.”

Margaret was slightly upset because of the housekeeper’s arrogant attitude.

“I’m so sorry, Mrs. Smith. I’m afraid he’s not allowed in here!” The housekeeper urged after another glance at Jonathan, “There are a few ladies around, so it’s not appropriate for him to join them in the room.”

“What’s the big deal?” Margaret queried with a stern look, “What makes you think you’re in a position to call the shot when Mrs. Harris is not against the idea?”

“My apologies, Mrs. Smith. Mrs. Harris was the one who has come up with the rules.” The housekeeper had no intention to give in just yet. She insisted instead of doing Margaret a favor, “Only you are allowed to join them in the room. This man can wait here!”

“What if I insist on having him inside the house?” Margaret repeated her question.

Who does she think she is to get full of herself in front of me?

“I’m afraid that’s impossible because that’s against the rules, Mrs. Smith!” The housekeeper showed no signs of moving away at all. She returned the favor and remarked, “He’s not allowed to join you in the villa!”

“What kind of rules are you talking about? It’s pure nonsense! Now, do me a favor and get out of my way!”

Margaret tried pushing the housekeeper away. When she was about to march into the villa, the housekeeper yelled, “Hold it right there, Mrs. Smith! If you insist, I’ll have to call the cops!”

Startled by Margaret’s actions, the housekeeper went after her and continued warning Margaret at the top of her lungs.

a pink dress sashayed her way to the squabbling

“Mrs. Smith brought along another man with her and

“Huh? A man?”

peek at Jonathan when she heard the housekeeper next to

stop

not like the man Mrs. Smith brought along is going to kidnap all of us!” Julia beckoned the housekeeper

“Mrs. Harris!”

a humble manner as if the woman in front of her was superior

room. Shortly after she took off her shoes, she sashayed

a charming woman and

her to find her way around men of all walks of life. It was a talent unique to a woman who had spent countless nights with different men in bed. Otherwise, it was impossible for her to carry herself in

the perfect partner in bed men could ever ask for. She knew the perfect

“Margaret, you’re finally here!”

 

to you? Is he some a

of the rumors of an increased libido for

few things in common—apart from their ostentatious outfits and accessories, all of them did a great job

a friend of my daughter!” the anxious Margaret explained herself when she heard

few of them started scrutinizing the duo and asked, “Are we talking about your daughter’s boyfriend? Margaret, you’re not trying to hit on

out laughing due to

in embarrassment. She thought of saying something to defend herself, but she ran out of words to do so. She

who had remained silent throughout the

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255