"Aunt Collins... why did you bring this up? Rember, from now on, you’re not allowed to ntion it..."
Mandy Jenkins heard Aunt Collins start talking, almost letting her son’s secret slip, and imdiately stopped her.
"And you, Mr. Stephenson, what exactly are you doing? I sent you to A City to keep an eye on Master for , and report to imdiately if anything happens. But you’re even worse, oblivious to everything, and can’t even figure out how many won he’s slept with."
"Forget it, forget it, I see you’re not suited to be a butler. Ian Moore removed your position, and it’s rightly so. From today, you’re demoted to a regular servant. Aunt Collins, you’re sharp, attentive, and a long-ti mber of our Wellington family. In the future, you’ll take on the role of butler."
Mr. Stephenson never imagined that after finally getting his patron to restore his position, he’d be cast aside just as he settled in, replaced by an old figure with no presence in the villa.
Mr. Stephenson harbored resentnt, unwilling to accept this, and wanted to plead with Mandy Jenkins.
But Mandy Jenkins had no ti for them.
She dismissed them, instructed Aunt Collins to keep an eye on Molly Lewis, and hurried upstairs to the bedroom to make a phone call.
*
"It’s true, absolutely true. Ian Moore is well, but he’s only interested in that woman, Skye Brown... You need to co back now; this matter is crucial, and you must return to strategize with . Otherwise, when the old man blas us, don’t expect to cover for you!"
On the phone, Mandy Jenkins threatened her husband, Marie Wellington.
Upon hearing his wife’s words, Marie Wellington’s cold and impatient voice ca through: "What do you an by cover for ? If you talk nonsense and offend people, will that girl called Skye Brown leave? This ss is your doing; I have business to attend to abroad, and I don’t have ti to deal with it... You sort it out yourself..."
"What business is so important that it’s more important than your son? Marie Wellington, don’t think I don’t know, you have a temptress in M Country, another one in F Country, and a palace in both R Country and S Country. Don’t think I don’t know about all your dirty deeds, pretending to travel for business everywhere every ti!!!"
Mrs. Johnson, enraged by her husband’s attitude, finally couldn’t hold back and tore into him.
Marie Wellington, already annoyed with Mandy Jenkins’s spoiled behavior, imdiately got angry: "How many tis have I told you, stick to the matter at hand and avoid delving into past grievances and irrational jealousy."
"Fine, fine, since you’re so capable, deal with it yourself then. Anyway, it’s your fault for driving them away. If you can’t get them back, beware of the old man holding you accountable!"
With that, Marie Wellington hung up the phone imdiately, without a mont’s hesitation.
Mandy Jenkins was so furious that her entire face contorted, her elegant brows furrowing deeply.
She called back, but Marie Wellington had already turned off his phone.
"Marie, Wellington!!!"
Mandy Jenkins, in a fit of rage, scread her husband’s na and threw her cell phone out.
*
On the other side, after leaving the Wellington family, Skye Brown headed straight to the film set.
Although the director had been away for a while, thankfully, the film was jointly invested by the Wellington family and the Gray family.
Even if Skye Brown wasn’t present, as the Wellington family CEO and Gray family vice president, no one dared to say anything.
Moreover, most of the key scenes with major characters were already fild.
These days were mainly for reshoots.
When Skye Brown arrived, there weren’t many people on the set.
She simply went straight to the lounge at the back to find the assistant director to check on the recent filming progress.
Who knew, as soon as she entered the corridor, she ran into a familiar face—Sasha Hammond, who had co to reshoot the final scene.
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