Young Master Vance Has An Enchanting Wife!-Chapter 170: So Unreliable

The next morning, after Vincent got up and finished washing, he went to Jacob Jennings’ dining room to wait for Jacob to come back from his run, wanting to discuss the arrangements for their trip to Crestwood.

But when Jacob came back from his run outside, he was empty-handed and didn’t bring back breakfast.

Seeing Jacob empty-handed, Vincent couldn’t help but frown and asked, "Are you on a diet?"

He meant why not buy breakfast, as Jacob adjusted himself, he said cheerfully to Vincent, "No need to buy breakfast this morning, the lady will have someone deliver porridge later."

"Really? Would she be so kind?" Remembering what May Morgan said last night, Vincent felt irritated, thinking she’s just spoiled and he should straighten her out soon.

"Young master, I’ve always told you, the lady is sharp-tongued but soft-hearted. After you went to sleep last night, she waited for a long time without seeing you back and then sent me a lot of messages asking how you were sleeping, and finally, she said she’d send breakfast over and told us to wait."

Jacob explained proudly to Vincent while pulling out his phone to find the message conversation with May Morgan from last night and showing it to Vincent.

Vincent took the phone and looked at it for a long time before his anger slowly mellowed, "Hmph, at least that brat has a conscience."

"So, let’s wait patiently. The porridge is personally made by the lady, although the taste might not be good, it’s still a kind gesture, right?"

Actually, Jacob had already eaten breakfast quietly while running outside. After all, the scrambled eggs with tomatoes he had at Vincent’s house before were unforgettable, and the porridge May Morgan makes... well, the thought is nice, but he didn’t have high hopes for the taste.

However, as May Morgan’s husband, Vincent is obliged to sacrifice his taste buds to satisfy May’s intense curiosity in the kitchen.

Thinking of Vincent’s look of helplessness and pain after eating May’s porridge, Jacob couldn’t help but want to laugh. Were it not for enjoying the show with a free spirit, he would certainly have brought some breakfast for Vincent too.

But, well, if you don’t eat your wife’s cooking, who will, right?

"Since breakfast is sorted, let’s first talk about the trip to Crestwood. I’ll give you a card. Before you go, buy some things to prepare. If necessary, you can ask local people for help. The bullets you used last time were very useful. When you go to Crestwood, also ask the locals, buy more if there are any, spend as much as needed, and buy them for emergencies."

Vincent said this and handed a card to Jacob. He didn’t say how much was inside, but Jacob knew it wouldn’t be less than eight figures.

Jacob didn’t hold back, reaching out to take it, then cautiously said to Vincent, "The bullets were made from Fragrant Bone Wood powder. I might not be able to find bullets, but I think it’s possible to procure some Fragrant Bone Wood. As for this trip to Mount Caelus, I’m not quite certain, but I can try to gather information there, asking what kind of person lives on Mount Caelus. I have a feeling that this person might be connected to the man I encountered at the airport that day."

Although he still can’t recall what that person looks like, it’s precisely because he can’t remember that makes the person suspicious.

Bear in mind, he’s undergone special training with excellent facial recognition skills, capable of picking a familiar face out from a thousand without error.

Unless that man who appeared suddenly and gave him bullets without asking anything—possibly used some illusion technique on him, making him forget what the man looked like when they met.

It’s precisely this curiosity over the suspicion that makes Jacob feel that this Crestwood trip is unavoidable.

The two talked at the dining table for a full hour, yet saw no one coming to the door to deliver breakfast. Vincent was extremely hungry and couldn’t help asking Jacob, "Did you get the wrong info? Why has no one delivered breakfast yet?"

Jacob looked at the time, it’s already nearing nine o’clock, this is really a bit unreliable?

"Really? The lady clearly said she’d have someone send the porridge over, could something have happened on the way, causing a delay?"

Jacob looked at Vincent, who was also quite hungry, and quickly grabbed his phone to call Zenith Villa: "When will the porridge you’re supposed to deliver arrive?"

The servant, looking baffled, questioned Jacob, "Porridge? What porridge?"

"Uh..." With an embarrassed look at Vincent, Jacob quickly whispered to them: "It’s the porridge personally cooked by the lady for the young master? Haven’t you delivered it yet?"

The servant, still puzzled, responded to Jacob, "No, huh? The lady hasn’t cooked any porridge, how could we deliver that?"

"Did, didn’t cook? Then what is the lady doing right now?"

"She’s sleeping, just went up to ask her to eat breakfast, but said she already had some snacks and isn’t coming down, she’s taking a nap, is there any problem, Mr. Jennings?"

"Ahem, no problem, hang up."

Jacob’s face, oh the embarrassment! Had he known May Morgan was so unreliable, he wouldn’t have tried to curry favor back then!

Now it’s a mess, Jacob secretly had eaten and wasn’t hungry, but how to explain to Vincent?

"Uh, young master, the lady suddenly said she wasn’t feeling well, so didn’t make breakfast, shall I go out and buy some for you?"

Jacob promptly lied for self-preservation.

Upon hearing May wasn’t feeling well, Vincent couldn’t care less about breakfast anymore, quickly stood up to drive back: "Being unwell and didn’t call me, what are the villa’s servants doing?"

Jacob snickered and hurriedly escorted Vincent to the door with a smile: "Young master, drive carefully."

Ah, Vincent’s weakness indeed is May. With a small lie, the issue was smoothly resolved.

Vincent, thinking May is genuinely unwell, was anxious, driving while calling the house servants: "Why is May feeling unwell? Was the durian eaten last night not fresh?"

The servant, still confused, said, "No? The lady didn’t mention being unwell? I just checked her, she’s sleeping soundly on her bed, why would you ask that, young master?"

Damn... Vincent cursed Jacob under his breath, thinking that he’ll settle things with him properly once he comes back from Crestwood.

Vincent rushed back to Zenith Villa by car, before he could go up to confront May, Director Lawson unexpectedly called.

He knows whenever Director Lawson calls, it surely means something significant happened.

Staring at Director Lawson’s call, Vincent hurriedly turned back and went to the study: "Director Lawson, what’s the urgent matter for you to call?"