THE WOMAN’s grip on her skirt tightened, a sign that Wesley’s intimidation went onto her body already, but Wesley didn’t even change his expression.

Instead, he intimated to Jennica more, who didn’t know what to do as of now.

‘Sir Francis… Where are you?’ At the back of her mind, Jennica, one of Francis’ most loyal employees, asked for help. ‘How can I not obey the command of Sir Wesley? Because he’s right… He’s the head. The boss.’

And technically, Francis is just inferior to him.

Jennica’s