Female Novel
Chapter 314
Chapter 314 A Reality Check
Neera’s voice came through the phone, urgency was evident as she stated, “It’s work–
related. I don’t have time to go into details right now. I’m pressed for time.”
Neera explained that at Isabella’s Hospital, an elderly man who had recently undergone heart surgery h
ad suddenly taken a turn for the worse. Although he was currently being treated, his life
hung in the balance.
Understanding the gravity of the situation, Jean did not press for more information.
“I understand. Go attend to what you need to do. Don’t worry about anything here.”
Neera expressed her gratitude, hurriedly thanked him, and ended the call.
Back in the dining area, Jean reentered the room and addressed his parents, “Mom, Dad, you guys can
continue eating without me. I need to head back.”
Wrenn’s movements stopped as she asked in a concerned tone, “What’s wrong? Why the sudden
rush? You’re leaving before finishing your meal?”
Jean nodded calmly, “Something urgent has come up that requires my attention. I’ll return to
Neera. I’ll bring her to visit in a few days. Please take care of yourselves and make sure to
take your medicine on time. Get well soon.”
His parents did not insist on keeping him once they saw the
seriousness of the situation, and they let him go without further protest.
Observing this, Kyra’s expression immediately soured, a
trace of displeasure glinting in her eyes as she gripped her cutlery tightly
Joanna observed the entire interaction, her gaze meeting Kyra’s as she smirked mockingly.
She appeared so self–assured just moments ago, but now, she was met with a swift reality check!
She portrayed himself as a part of the Beaufort family, yet Jean’s attention had swiftly eluded him!
Amidst it all, a hint of self–
deprecating irony colored her thoughts. She was not any better than Kyra either.
The only thing that seemed to make Jean truly nervous was Neera!
Realizing this, a sense of happiness eluded her.
Upon Jean’s hasty return, the triplets were focused on practicing cursive writing around the coffee table
, the atmosphere was serious.
Observing their
adorable and earnest demeanor, Richard had even set out a plate of fruit for them, tending to their nee
ds.
As Jean walked in, the three children paused their writing, exchanging their tools for the attention now
focused on him.
“Mr. Richard, weren’t you with the elders in the mansion? Why are you back so soon? Are you here to k
eep us company? Actually… you didn’t need to rush. We can manage at home on our own. It’s
just that Mommy tends to worry a lot. She’s always concerned that we might not be able to take care of
ourselves…”
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With a smile, Jean ruffled the hair of each child, stating, “Leaving just children at home can be very
risky, and someone needs to watch over you. Your mom has valid reasons to worry. If you were to be in
danger, you wouldn’t stand a chance against an adult.”
Though they were secretly under the
protection of bodyguards, exceptions could arise, and it was always best to be cautious.
Unexpectedly, Sammy puffed out her chest and declared, “It’s okay, Harvey and I are going to learn Ta
ekwondo! Then we can protect Mommy and Penny, and we won’t have to worry about danger.”
Jean could not help but chuckle at her determination, asking, “You want to learn?”
With determined looks, Harvey and Sammy exchanged glances and nodded resolutely, “We do!”
A subtle smile played on Jean’s lips as he
replied, “If you’re truly committed and ready to put in the effort, you can learn… Besides, I can
arrange for someone to teach you.”
Eyes alight with curiosity, the two children questioned, “Really? Is that possible?”
“Absolutely.”
Jean nodded, gesturing toward lan beside him, “You can have him as your instructor.”
Both of them were doubtful and they asked, “Mr. Assistant? Can he teach us?”
The two of them appeared skeptical, their gazes fixed on lan with a mix of doubt and curiosity.
Jean intervened, explaining, “Don’t judge a book by its cover. Despite his weak demeanor, lannovelbin
is actually quite skilled. Facing a challenge of one against eight wouldn’t be an issue for him.”
lan could not help but twitch the corners of his mouth upon hearing the words “weak demeanor.”
Weak, really?
The children stared at lan, their eyes roaming over him from head to toe multiple times.
“It’s really hard to tell… Mr.
Assistant looks more like he’d be bullied than powerful. Who would’ve thought he’s so strong!”
Feeling a slight dent in his reputation, lan promptly defended himself, “Don’t underestimate
me so much! Not to mention one against eight, I could take on ten of the guards at the door!”
Sammy remained unconvinced, teasing, “Mr. Assistant, you’re lying, aren’t you?”
“You don’t believe me?”
lan rolled up his sleeves, a determined glint in his eyes, “I’ll prove it to you!”
With that, he called over the guards stationed around the villa to participate in a demonstration.
Exactly ten guards were summoned, and a fight started in the yard.
Before long, several men were engaged in combat…
lan’s skills were professionally honed, the kind that emerges from intense training. Beyond his role as
Jean’s assistant, he also fulfilled the role of a personal bodyguard. His capabilities were versatile.