The Villain Mom Awakens — Going Viral by Parenting on a Reality Show Chapter 446 - 448: Jeanette Kensington Has a Favor to Ask

"My sister-in-law recently took over the Kenway Group. I heard the company’s net profit has been rising steadily and they’re already out of crisis. She’s amazing! I need to learn as much as I can from her!"

Jenna Shaw said at the dinner table.

Jonathan Shaw nodded. "You really should learn from your sister-in-law. Just taking on the ss that was the Kenway Group showed incredible courage. So many people are content with an easy life, but she had the guts and drive to take over the Kenway Group and bring it back from the dead. A person like that is worthy of respect, no matter where you go."

Sarah Hughes said with a gentle smile, "When your sister-in-law has so free ti, you can go hang out with her. Take her out and about so she can relax a bit. The pressure of running a company is imnse."

Jenna Shaw nodded, then stiffly raised her head, realizing Jane Chandler hadn’t said a word the entire ti.

Jane Chandler usually disliked any ntion of Naomi Kenway at the dinner table, especially after being rebuffed by her several tis.

"Mom?" Jenna Shaw called out cautiously.

Jane Chandler seed to snap out of a daze. She spooned up so white porridge and took a slow, deliberate sip.

After a mont, she said, "She certainly has so extraordinary qualities."

The ability to take on the Kenway family’s ss and revive the company was completely beyond Jane Chandler’s expectations. She had originally thought Naomi Kenway was just a pretty face who liked the lilight of the entertainnt industry, but now she saw that wasn’t the case at all.

Naomi Kenway had done what she could only dream of doing.

Years ago, the Chandler Family had faced a major crisis. Jane Chandler had been secretly frantic but helpless. She wanted to do sothing but lacked the power, and no matter how unwilling she was to accept it, she could only swallow her frustration. It wasn’t until she married Jonathan Shaw that the Chandler Family, under the protection of the Shaw Family, slowly began to recover.

Jenna Shaw’s eyes widened in surprise. "Mom, you’re..."

Coming from Jane Chandler, calling soone "extraordinary" was the highest form of praise. Back then, the only person to receive such a complint from her was her pride and joy, her son Ethan Shaw. Even Jenna Shaw had never received a proper complint from her.

"I did underestimate her before. She’s far more capable than I imagined."

*

Jeanette Kensington was holed up in her small apartnt. She couldn’t get any bookings, and no one would fund a concert for her anymore. Even if she held one, only a handful of fans would show up. She knew she couldn’t go on like this. She had to find a job to support herself and Lorraine Warren, but TV directors looked down on her, and she was too proud to be a dance instructor at a studio. As a result, she still hadn’t found a suitable job.

After who knows how long of this, Jeanette Kensington could no longer stand such a diocre existence. ’I’m supposed to be a glamorous superstar, not just getting by day to day like this.’

After a long ti of psyching herself up, Jeanette Kensington called Jack Cross. Jack had been her fawning lapdog for a long ti. As the junior director of an entertainnt company, he had often helped Jeanette solve many of her problems.

It was only then that Jeanette Kensington rembered they hadn’t been in touch for a long ti. Jack Cross used to send her dozens of ssages a day, but now that she was in such deep trouble, he hadn’t even reached out to offer a few words of comfort.

Before, she would have never been the one to call him.

The call finally connected after a long ti. Jack Cross’s voice was as flippant as ever, but there was a subtle difference to it.

"Hello? Who’s this?"

"It’s ."

"Who are you?"

Jeanette Kensington suppressed her anger. "Who do you think it is? It’s only been a few days and you’ve already forgotten ?"

"Oh, so it’s the Eldest Miss Kensington. I didn’t check the caller ID. To what do I owe the pleasure, Your Highness?"

"I want to get back into the entertainnt industry. You’re going to help ."

A snort of laughter ca from the other end. "Help you? Sure. Co on over. I’ll help you when you get here."

A wave of displeasure washed over Jeanette Kensington, but she rembered she was the one asking for a favor, so she agreed.

Following the address Jack Cross sent, Jeanette Kensington arrived only to find it was a private club.

Jeanette Kensington pushed open the door to the private room and saw a chaotic scene of n and won. A few of the faces were familiar to her.

Her stomach churned, and Jeanette Kensington fought back the urge to vomit.

"What are you standing there stunned for? Get in here!"

Jeanette Kensington walked over and saw Jack Cross sitting in the very center, his arms wrapped around two won, one on each side.

The disgust in Jeanette Kensington’s heart intensified. "Did you call to a place like this just to disgust ?!"

"Disgust you? Why are you still so high and mighty? You really think you’re still so pampered princess? Wake up! You’re just a bastard born to two lowlifes, and a bastard born out of wedlock at that!" After saying this, Jack Cross burst out laughing.

"When you were a princess, I put you on a pedestal. It was all for the thrill of the chase. And now? What do you have left to make obsessed with you? You look down on the won with , but how are you any better than them now?"

Unable to bear it any longer, Jeanette Kensington walked up and slapped Jack Cross across the face.

Jack Cross’s eyes turned red with rage.

"You dare hit ? I’ll teach you a lesson you won’t forget! You bitch, I’ve had enough of you! Even when you were with , you were always thinking about that pretty boy Caleb Bishop. You never even treated like a human being!"

He ordered the people next to him, "Quick, show her what happens when she sses with !"

As several n closed in on her, Jeanette Kensington finally felt a pang of fear. One of them tackled her to the ground, and soone started forcefully tearing at her clothes.

Jeanette Kensington scread. She ripped off her high-heeled shoe and smashed it violently into the person in front of her. Her movents grew more and more frantic, until a few drops of blood splattered onto her face.

The people around her froze, wondering if she had gone insane.

Seizing the opportunity, Jeanette Kensington ran out barefoot. She hastily hailed a cab and went ho.

It was only then that all her strength finally deserted her. She squatted by her front door and began to sob helplessly.

Her once-perfect life had been turned upside down, and everyone around her was kicking her while she was down before abandoning her one by one.

’She suddenly thought of Jackson Kensington and Lorraine Warren, of the happy tis their family of three had shared. Why have things co to this? My parents are both still here, so why has everything changed...?’

Suddenly, Lorraine Warren’s anxious voice ca from beside her. Jeanette hadn’t seen her for a few days, and she looked as if she had aged several years. A few new wrinkles lined her once well-maintained face, and strands of white were mixed in her hair. Her clothes were wrinkled, and the bag slung over her shoulder looked like sothing bought from a street stall.

Jeanette Kensington jumped in surprise. She wasn’t that stingy with Lorraine Warren. There was only one explanation for where her expensive bags and jewelry had gone...

Sure enough.

"My precious daughter, I’m begging you, please, I’m begging you as your mother! Just give another million—no, five hundred thousand! Just another five hundred thousand is all I need!"