Domineering Mr. CEO and His Impudent Love-Chapter 2062 - 2074: Utterly Humiliated
"Good, goodβ"
Originally thought Mrs. Johnson would find Aunt Collinsβs words uncouth and vulgar. ππβ―π¦ππ¦π£πππππ.πβ΄π
Who knew that after hearing Aunt Collins, she actually applauded.
"Using such strength is a good thing, such a good thing! This is the Wellington family heir, this is the son of Mandy Jenkins, our Ian is finally..."
In her excitement, Mrs. Johnson almost lost control.
Fortunately, she managed to hold her tongue at the critical moment.
"Cough, cough..." Mandy Jenkins coughed lightly to ease the awkwardness.
Even though she deliberately furrowed her brows to appear serious, she couldnβt hide the exuberance in her eyes.
Aunt Collins kept her head down, deliberately preventing others from seeing the smile at the corner of her mouth.
On the contrary, it was Mr. Stephenson, unaware of Dylan Wellingtonβs secret illness, who frowned unhappily.
To hold Skye Brown back, she purposely said, "Madam, Mr. Wellington may be good. But you also heard, this woman is indiscreet, bewitching peopleβs hearts... constantly clinging to Mr. Wellington, wasting his energy on such things. You asked me to keep an eye on the young master, but that woman keeps whispering in Mr. Wellingtonβs ear. Just because I criticized her a few times, she got upset and had Mr. Wellington remove me from my position..."
"Enoughβwhat do you mean by indiscreet and bewitching? If Skye Brown can keep Ian Moore in her room, thatβs her capability... Mr. Stephenson, itβs not that Iβm criticizing you, but how are you being a butler? You just told me the young master hasnβt slept with her every night..."
"Madam, thatβs a misunderstanding. The young master indeed returns to his room to sleep every evening, but..."
Mr. Stephenson wanted to explain further but was already interrupted by Mrs. Johnson.
"EnoughβAunt Collins just said Ian Moore only returns to his room at dawn, so he must spend the whole night in Skyeβs room, how can that be not sleeping together? Besides, if she can have Ian Moore enter her room, thatβs her ability. Could any other woman do that?"
When Mandy Jenkins said this, she didnβt even realize how high her meticulously drawn eyebrows were raised.
She was filled with joy, for her Ian could finally βreclaim his prowess.β
And Mr. Stephenson, still unaware, was courting death.
"Madam, that might not be the case. Skye Brown is not the only one who can make Mr. Wellington enter the room..." she couldnβt help but blurt out what was on her mind.
Mrs. Johnsonβs face changed dramatically: "What? Is there someone else?"
Yes, how could she forget!
If her Ian could sleep with Skye, it meant Ianβs illness was cured.
It wasnβt just that he could touch Skye, maybe he could touch other women as well.
Mandy Jenkins immediately recalled what Skye had said before leaving.
Skye asked her to verify for herself whether Dylan Wellington could only sleep with Skye or if he reacted to any other woman.
Yes, yes... This matter is crucial, very important, it must be clarified!
Mr. Stephenson nodded triumphantly: "Yes, itβs not just Skye. Mr. Wellington has also slept with other women..."
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Johnsonβs eyes lit up.
Only to hear Mr. Stephenson continue: "For example, that actress named Sasha Hammond, who dated Mr. Wellington before, she often stayed overnight at the small Villa next door. Mr. Wellington spent several nights with her. Additionally, there were several other famous models and actresses in the entertainment circle, Mr. Wellington also favored them."
After Mr. Stephenson spoke, she thought that now, Madam would finally stop taking Skye seriously.
Who knew as soon as she finished speaking, Aunt Collinsβs timid voice sounded: "Madam, regarding this matter, I have something to sayβ"
"Those women Mr. Stephenson mentioned were all before Ms. Brown stayed at the Villa, a long time ago. And... and..."
"And what, speak quickly!" Mandy Jenkins urged.
In difficulty, Aunt Collins had to lower her head and say, "Also... every day when we clean those rooms over there, the sheets are always spotless. Mr. Wellington... Mr. Wellington was probably very dissatisfied with those women, often didnβt stay for long, and would storm out of the room..."
The sheets, were actually clean!
Mr. Stephensonβs expression froze. How did she never know about this!
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