Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

"Oh?" Jarold narrowed his eyes. "Who is it?" Monica lightly coughed and said softly, "When I went to the company today, I discovered that there was a woman who was using her job as an excuse to pester Seb." Hearing these words, Jarold didn't seem to care. "That's because Sebastian is extremely outstanding. Aren't there many women who want to pester him? He won't even spare them a second glance, so there's no need to worry about these things." He waved his large hand and did not take this matter to heart.

In the past, he had been worried. However, later on, the news that his aide announced daily was that Maddox had been pestered by swomen. Hence, Maddox ignored them completely.

Thus, Jarold felt particularly at ease with this grandson of his. After all, it was impossible for any woman to catch his eye. Thus, he didn't care much.

Monica bit her lower lip. "Master Collins, it's different this time. She looks very pretty and beautiful." Of course, these words were against her will. To Monica, she was the only one who was the most beautiful. How could a woman like Minerva have the right to compare with her in terms of beauty? However, Master Collins didn't know that she was acquainted with Maddox and she had also dealt with Minerva. She didn't dare to expose herself, so she could only use this method to attract Jarold's attention However, Jarold still waved his hand in disapproval. "It's alright. Aren't you pretty too? Seb doesn't even have that kind of feelings for you, let alone for anyone else. Monica, don't worry anymore." Monica bit her lower lip. Ruthlessly, she said. "Master Collins, this is truly different. Furthermore, Seb treats her specially." "What?" As expected, these words finally caught the attention of Jarold. He raised his thick and rough eyebrows and asked, "Seb treats her differently?" Monica could feel her heart beating rapidly. She nodded her head forcefully.

"Yes, he treats her differently and she has been pestering him. According to his usual temper, Master Collins, do you think this woman can stay in the company?" "No." Jarold shook his head.

"But she can!" Monica put down her hands and grabbed the hem of her clothes tightly. Perhaps because she was nervous or angry, her voice was still trembling when she spoke. "She has been pestering Seb, but he not only didn't drive her out, but also let her go in and out of the office at will." All of these were fabricated by her. She had not been in the company for a long time, so nothing had happened. But to face the enemies, she should annihilate them at the root. Otherwise, when the enemies mature in the future, wouldn't it add to her troubles? "What did you say?" As expected, Jarold began to pay attention to this question. His brows were tightly knitted together. "Seb actually allows that woman to enter and leave his office freely?" His expression immediately becserious.

No matter how he thought about it, he didn't think it was possible. When he first entered the company, Jarold had sent people to keep an eye on him for a period of time. But every the ran into such a situation, Maddox would always react in an extremely cold and indifferent manner.

How could he let a woman enter and leave his office at will? When he thought up to this point, Jarold suddenly narrowed his eyes. The dark light in his eyes was particularly fierce. "Are you telling the truth? You're not lying?" Monica's complexion turned pale. She immediately stood up and raised her hand. "Master Collins, how could I possibly dare to lie to you? Furthermore, there is no need forto lie to you. Seb indeed treats that woman very specially. I am also...afraid that Seb would be hypnotised by her. That's why I told you about this matter." Judging from her appearance, she didn't seem like she was lying to him. Jarold retracted his gaze and pushed his walking stick heavily to the ground. He said coldly, "I understand. You should go back for now." Monica was stunned, "Master Collins?" Jarold continued, "Monica, I'll have the butler to send you off." "But..." Monica was still hesitating. Was Master Collins listening to her? Would he believe her? Would he go investigate? "Go back." Jarold stretched out his hand and rubbed the point between his eyebrows. "Don't worry. I'll definitely give you justice for this matter. You're the granddaughter-in-law whom I, Jarold, have decided upon. Apart from you, no one else has the right to be my granddaughter-in-law. Don't you worry now." After listening to Jarold, how could Monica not be at ease? She could only nod her head in excitement.

"Thank you, Master Collins. I'll go back first today. Take care of yourself, please." When Monica left, the corner of her lips couldn't help but curl up in a smug smile.

Hmph, Minerva Hanover...

"No matter what identity you're using to hide by Seb's side, as long as I give the word, I can annihilate you once and for all and you'll never have the chance again." Jarold's approval really saved her a lot of effort.

Otherwise, she would have to used her own efforts to deal with Minerva. How tiring would that be? It seemed that she would have to treat Jarold even better in the future.

As long as Master Collins knew that person was Minerva, he would definitely make a move.

When Monica returned home, she was in an extremely good mood. She lifted her skirt and danced as she hummed the music.

Her dance steps were very light, because she had learned dancing since she was a child. She was once the best on the stage, but she was not interested in being the champion, so she only danced for fun. Since she was in a good mood that day, she started dancing.

"Monica." A male voice rang out. Monica stopped in her tracks and looked in the direction of the voice.

"Zaydon?" Zaydon was a little surprised. It was probably the first tin so many years that he saw Monica being so happy. She actually danced while humming music.

"Did something good happen?" His thin lips curled up slightly, then he walked over to Monica and asked softly.

Probably because Zaydon didn't agree with her being with Maddox, Monica's eyes suddenly becguilty after Zaydon asked her, so she avoided his eyes. "Zaydon, why are you here?"

She was initially very happy, but when she saw him, her smile froze and she didn't even dare to look at him m Zaydon felt a Vittle strange and raised his eyebrows. "What? Can't I stay at hany longer? Are you still angry withabout what happened that day?"

Monica hurriedly shook her head. "How is that possible? You're my brother. Even if I were @ngry, m wouldn't have been angry for so long. Furthermore.. I caused your hand injury that day. How's the wound? Is it better now?"

Zaydon was naturally pleased that Monica had becmature. He stretched out his hand and patted Monica's head. "I'm fine. As long as your mood is better, it doesn't matter if I get a little injury. It's just that..." The prolonged tone of the last sentence made Monica guiltier. Before he could finish his sentence, Monica hurriedly said. "Zaydon, I still have things to do. I'll go back to my room first." Then, she walked past him.

Before Zaydon could finish, Monica ran away. He smiled helplessly.

"This girl... Why does she look like a mouse seeing a cat, behaving like a thief with a guilty conscience?"