On the corridor laid with coarse wool carpets.

Jonas and Janet naturally heard the scuffling and cursing from below, along with the crisp sound of pottery shattering.

The two of them paid no heed, still supporting each other as they arrived in front of a pair of wooden doors.

After Janet pushed open the door, she supported Jonas as they walked into the bedroom.

Upon entering the bedroom, Jonas removed his left hand from Janet's waist.

Janet placed Jonas into a walnut armchair.

After completing all this, Janet returned to close the double wooden doors.

Returning to Jonas's side again, Janet picked up an animal hide and covered Jonas's legs.

"Although it's spring, it's still a bit chilly at night, easy to catch a cold."

Jonas did not speak, staring directly at Janet squatting in front of him.

Even though Janet's ample and snowy white bosom and deep cleavage were exposed in front of Jonas as she squatted.

Jonas didn't pay any attention.

As Janet was about to finish covering him with the hide and prepared to leave.

Jonas finally spoke: "Thank you for your hard work, Janet."

Janet, squatting on the floor, suddenly froze, her hands stopping mid-air.

After a few seconds of recovery, Janet lifted her head, puzzled, "Grandfather, what do you mean by this?"

Jonas sighed, "After your parents left, only you were left."

"Your uncles and aunts... they are nothing but useless loafers, their minds are either filled with money or the insignificant matters in their pants!"

"You have to take care of my daily life and endure their strange gazes... you've had a hard time."

Janet showed a smile, saying, "It's nothing, Grandfather."

Jonas's eyes revealed an appreciation, "Good child!"

"I've always thought highly of your father, just as I think highly of you now."

"If possible, I would even want you to inherit this manor, but you know, you have too many uncles and cousins."

"If I forcibly give the manor to you, it might end up fragmented!"

"Moreover, it might bring about a fatal disaster to you..."

Janet listened to Jonas's words, not interrupting him.

Jonas continued, "Therefore, only by letting you stay by my side, widening your connections, and getting to know more noble lords, constructing a force of your own..."

"Only this way, Janet, can you possibly become the master of this manor!"

Janet nodded, "This method is good."

Jonas also agreed, "Yes, this method is indeed good."

"It not only gives you room to develop but also allows me to protect you in my name."

"However... the only downside is that they will think I have an indecent relationship with you!"

"Haha, there's not a single part of my body that can become hard, I'm almost in the grave, yet their imagination is quite rich..."

Janet's face showed a determined expression, saying, "Grandfather, let them talk, I don't care."

Jonas appreciated, "Yes, as long as there is enough power, everything will be rewritten!"

"Only the victors have the right to rewrite history!"

A moment later.

Janet walked out of Jonas's room.

A guard standing at the door followed behind Janet.

Walking through the corridor, Janet reached the platform of the staircase below.

Looking over, Janet saw the parlor, which was clean and tidy when she and Jonas left.

Now it was in chaos.

Fallen wooden chairs, scattered pottery, even the candlesticks on the tables were thrown into the corner.

Seeing the maids tidying up the mess, Janet couldn't help but frown.

She stepped down the stairs.

Passing through the parlor, she quickly arrived in the open courtyard outside the manor.

Janet's gaze passed through the darkness, surveying the large tract of cleared land shrouded in night.

A night breeze swept through, blowing her long hair and the remaining length of her skirt.

Janet instinctively wrapped her arms around herself.

Thus, the round, snowy whiteness in front of her became even more pronounced.

A moment later.

Janet, lost in thought, returned to consciousness.

Still staring at the cleared land ahead, she spoke, "Boger, have you contacted the Iron Thorns Mercenary Corps?"

The guard, Boger, with his head lowered behind her, quickly responded, "Yes, Miss."

"They've set up an ambush on the road to Kakasong City."

"As soon as Eduardo appears, they will kill him!"

"There will be no leaks!"

After Janet finished listening, a barely audible hum sounded in response.

Boger hesitated, "Miss, the only variable now is... whether something unexpected might happen when Eduardo heads to Kakasong City..."

"If he doesn't leave tonight, I'm worried the Iron Thorns Mercenary Corps will leave early..."

As soon as he spoke, Janet immediately said.

"There will be no accident!"

Of course, there will be no accident.

Because Eduardo is going to Kakasong City to take over a highly trafficked shop owned by Jonas in Kakasong City!

As long as he takes over the shop, even without any changes, letting the staff run it on its own.

There is an income of dozens of Gold Pounds each month from the sale of leather.

Greedy and lustful as always, would Eduardo resist earning the shiny Gold Pounds?

Boger, with his head bowed, "Yes, Miss."

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