"Ma'am, please take a seat first." Seeing that Madam Lilian's face was slightly pale and she was feeling complicated emotions, Quina hurriedly helped her sit down on the sofa.
After sitting down, she gave a brief order. "Let's investigate Sara's background first. I want the details as soon as possible." Madam Lilian knew that she should pay a visit to Vivian, but this time, she came to A City in secret. So, she could only discreetly meet her.
"Alright." Quina immediately agreed.
"Also, please find an opportunity for me to meet Vivian," Madam Lilian muttered to herself with a heavy heart.
"Alright, Ma'am. However, if you visit Richards Manor right now, then won't it alarm the media? Richards Manor is now in the center of attention during this period of time. If you directly visit Richards Manor, then it will reveal your whereabouts. So, you will have to go there secretly. Why don't you contact Jenna and request for her to arrange your visit without letting the public know about it?" Quina reminded her in a soft voice.
Madam Lilian shook her head.
She thought of something.
"Let's talk about it later," she replied indifferently with her eyes closed.
The image of Jenna's bright eyes flashed across Madam Lilian's mind, and she couldn't help but to smile faintly. That young lady warmed to her in no time. Thus, she refused to believe that there was no connection between them. Nonetheless, Madam Lilian didn't want Jenna to know about what happened between her and Sara, and she also didn't want Jenna to know about Vivian's and her past. She was waiting for the update on Sara.
Things were not confirmed yet, and she didn't want to frighten her too soon.
After hearing that, Quina had to give up on that idea and started to figure out how she could let Madam Lilian meet with Vivian, without leaking any information, as she walked out carefully.
Jenna got up as the dawn broke.
Sabrina also came to visit Jenna early in the morning. Due to Vivian's illness, Sabrina's mood was particularly heavy, and the expression on her face was not as lively as usual.
In her memory, Vivian was just like her own biological grandmother. Back then, she would spend two months in the garden every year, and she adored the kind-looking Vivian the most.
Yet, now that Vivian was in a critical condition, Sabrina was indeed in a bad mood.
"Jenna, please just let me know if there's anything I can do for you. I'm at your service any time," Sabrina was wearing slippers and a set of pyjamas fashioned with white flowers. She looked adorable, but the look on her face was slightly sorrowful.
Jenna had her hair tied in a ponytail that day, which made the initially dispirited Jenna seem more energetic and refreshed.
"Sabrina, don't be so chatty. You're the daughter of a rich family. I dare not give you any orders." Jenna tapped on her forehead and chuckled.
"That's enough. No matter how rich I am, I'm still working for Hansen. Last night, it was already very late, but he still woke me up and threatened me." Sabrina stuck out her tongue and complained discontentedly.
"Strange, why did he threaten you?" Jenna found it extremely odd. Why had Hansen gone mad?
"Why?" Sabrina curled her lips and teased her. "It's obviously because of you."
"Do you mind finishing your sentence?" Sabrina left her words hanging, and it made Jenna curious.
"Let me tell you. Hansen solemnly ordered that I, the Richards Group's vice president, will be transferred to your side as a secretary from today onwards. To put it nicely, I'm now a secretary. To put it bluntly, I'm your slave at your disposal." Sabrina slumped on the couch, looking as if she had been bullied and spat out her grievances.
Jenna blinked and couldn't say anything.
It seemed that Hansen was worried that she would be tired, due to the enormous workload as the head of the household. Hence, he arranged for Sabrina to be by her side.
Thinking of this, she pursed her lips and smiled.
"You're so obedient. He wants you to come. So, you're here. I really didn't expect you to be so submissive." Jenna playfully mocked her.
"What can I do? Who can I blame for having a hard life? After all, he's my boss now. Besides, your husband is a traditional and controlling leader who says one and means just that. How could I dare not to listen to him? Otherwise, I'll have no chance of earning some extra cash." With a bitter expression, Sabrina looked at her beautiful nails, that were immaculately manicured and whined in dissatisfaction.
"What are you both talking about? Are you speaking ill of me behind my back?" Before
Sabrina could finish her words, Hansen came in. His heart ached for Jenna. Since she was pregnant, he was afraid that her body couldn't take it, as she had to manage the household and was even frightened by Liya the night before, which made him even more worried.
Sabrina sprung to her feet as soon as she saw Hansen enter.
She wasn't sitting in a lady-like manner at all when she was on the couch earlier. If Hansen were to see that, then he would probably reprimand her. A smile was immediately plastered across her face. "Hansen, you're my immediate superior. How could I dare to speak ill of you? I can't even wait to please you. Besides, you didn't marry that sl*t, Liya. I've already admired you a lot, alright?"
"What a glib tongue. I want to see which man dares to marry you in the future." Hansen was well aware of Sabrina's characteristics, as he just smiled and ridiculed her.
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