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.
It was then, someone walked out of the villa. A woman in a pink dress sashayed her way to the squabbling duo and asked nonchalantly, “What’s going on? What’s with the noise?”
Without a second thought, the housekeeper returned to the side of the young woman and whispered, “Mrs. Smith brought along another man with her and barged into the villa. I-I couldn’t stop them-”
“Huh? A man?”
The young woman took a peek at Jonathan when she heard the housekeeper next to her. She found out Jonathan was a handsome young man with a sturdy build.
At the very least, she thought he was superior to those old perverts who wouldn’t stop hitting on her. Overall, she had a great impression of the young man next to Margaret.
“Just show them the way into the villa! It’s not like the man Mrs. Smith brought along is going to kidnap all of us!” Julia beckoned the housekeeper to leave them alone and greeted Margaret, “Margaret, why haven’t you informed me of your arrival beforehand?”
“Mrs. Harris!”
Margaret was no longer the arrogant woman she was a few seconds ago. Instead, she carried herself in a humble manner as if the woman in front of her was superior to her. She initiated a conversation with Julia.
“Come on in!” Julia beckoned the duo to join them in the living room. Shortly after she took off her shoes, she sashayed her way into the living room in an ostentatious manner.
Undeniably, Julia was a charming woman and there was something alluring about her.
It wasn’t much of a challenge for 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 different manners at ease in front of others.
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