Chapter 113

Chapter 113:

Jenna’s eyes swept over the opulent surroundings, her thoughts racing. There must be many wealthy young men here today. The Santos family was respectable, but they couldn’t hold a candle to the prestige of the Johns family. A spark of ambition flickered within her. If only one of Glenn’s sons took a liking to her.

As she strolled through the garden, something—or rather, someone—caught her eye.

Blinking in surprise, she tugged urgently at Gilbert’s arm. “Gilbert, look!” she exclaimed, her voice tinged with disbelief. “Isn’t that… Madisyn?”

Gilbert squinted in the direction she was pointing, equally shocked. “What? What is she doing here?”

Madisyn, meanwhile, was enjoying a moment of quiet, watering the flowers to escape the lively crowd inside. Watering the flowers offered a brief escape, a calm contrast to the bustling chatter she wished to avoid.

But her peace was suddenly disrupted by a voice she hadn’t expected to hear. “Madisyn!”

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Startled, she turned to see Jenna standing there, an unwelcome surprise. What was Jenna doing here?

“Jenna?” Madisyn asked, her voice laced with curiosity. “What brings you here?”

Jenna’s eyes swept over Madisyn, her gaze settling on the watering can in her hand. A smug smile spread across her face. “Oh, so you’re working as a part-time servant for the Johns family?”

Madisyn paused, glancing down at the watering can. Jenna couldn’t have been more wrong, but she chose not to correct her. With a quiet sigh, she looked back at Jenna and Gilbert, realizing they were here for the banquet.

Great, just what she needed.

Madisyn turned her attention back to the flowers, determined to ignore them.

Jenna, basking in a false sense of superiority, couldn’t help but gloat. Madisyn had won a championship just days ago, and now she was working as a servant? She must have been really desperate for money.

With a smirk, Jenna stepped forward deliberately, crushing the flowers Madisyn had been tending under her heel. “My shoes are a bit dirty. Why don’t you clean them for me?”

Madisyn’s temper flared as she looked at the crushed flowers. Her eyes flashed with anger. “Jenna, have you lost your mind?” she retorted, her voice sharp with fury.

In a swift motion, she shoved Jenna back, causing her to stumble and nearly fall.

Gilbert quickly caught Jenna, his eyes narrowing as he looked at Madisyn. Despite her simple outfit of a T-shirt and trousers, she radiated an undeniable vitality, her face fresh and strikingly beautiful. He found himself momentarily captivated until Jenna, seething with anger, pinched him back to reality.

He frowned as he addressed Madisyn. “Madisyn, how dare you treat a guest like this?”

Madisyn cast them both a dismissive glance, as if they were nothing more than a pair of losers, and decided the situation wasn’t worth her time.

Jenna felt humiliated and enraged. She was a guest here! How dare Madisyn lay hands on a guest!

Her indignation quickly turned into a demand. “Apologize to me right now, or I’ll make sure the Johns family fires you. Do you understand?” She raised her chin, her tone dripping with entitlement.

Gilbert stood by silently, but his demeanor clearly showed his support for Jenna. He, too, was irritated by what he perceived as Madisyn’s arrogance. Who did she think she was? Glenn’s daughter?

Speaking of Glenn’s daughter, Gilbert had his own intentions. If Glenn’s real daughter, despite her rural upbringing, turned out to be beautiful, perhaps she was worth pursuing. After all, the Johns family was the wealthiest in town, and his mother had insisted that he build a good relationship with them.

“Madisyn, your arrogance is astounding. The Johns family won’t tolerate you after this,” Gilbert sneered, his voice full of contempt.

Madisyn didn’t bother to respond, her silence only fueling Jenna’s anger. As Jenna spotted the butler approaching, a smug grin spread across her face.

The butler hurried over, bowing in respect. “Miss…”

But Jenna, brimming with self-importance, cut him off with a sharp, condescending tone. “Are you the butler here? This servant had the audacity to push me! You should really be more selective with the staff of this house. Someone like her will only tarnish your reputation.”

She was convinced the Johns family would be grateful for her intervention and expected swift repercussions for Madisyn. But as she scrutinized the butler’s face, she noticed something unsettling—a blend of disdain and an unidentifiable emotion that made her falter ever so slightly.

“Watch your words, madam. The Johns family’s business doesn’t concern you,” the butler said, his voice laced with warning. “And for your information, she is…” He paused, a sneer tugging at his lips.

Jenna’s face darkened with frustration. Why were all the Johns family’s servants so arrogant?

“I’m only trying to help by pointing out a potential issue for you. You can’t keep someone like her around! And more importantly, as a guest of the Johns family, I deserve more respect from you.”

Her irritation simmered just beneath the surface. The servants should be bowing to the guests, not challenging them.

The butler’s gaze shifted from Jenna to Gilbert, his expression one of undisguised disdain. Then, with a marked change in demeanor, he turned to Madisyn, awaiting her instructions with respectful attentiveness.

Madisyn’s voice was calm but firm. “People like them shouldn’t attend the banquet.”

“Got it,” the butler replied without hesitation, his tone turning icy as he addressed Jenna and Gilbert. “I’m sorry, but you should leave now.”

Jenna was taken aback, her eyes widening in disbelief. “Excuse me? You want us to leave? We’re invited guests here! What gives a butler like you the right to tell us to leave?”

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