Chapter 265: Skilled in Self–Defense
A frown creased Reese’s forehead. “Connected to an organization, you say? This Jason’s intentions within the Flynn family are dubious at best. It’s difficult to believe that a man with such a complex background was ever merely a simple butler.” “I’ve harbored my own suspicions,” the protagonist confessed, “but Jason’s tenure with the Flynns has been long and seemingly harmless.” “That only makes it more peculiar,” Reese retorted. How could someone not have an ulterior motive?The protagonist held a firm belief that everyone had their reasons–whether it was in their actions or their behavior. “I’ll delve deeper into this matter. Stay vigilant on your end, Reese. “The protagonist’s primary concern was whether Rece might be compromised or find himself in danger. That was the crux of the matter. Understood. Find me a few associates to assis, I want to gauge Jason’s true capabilities. A plan was already taking shape in the protagonist’s mind.“Very well. “After ending the cell, the protagonist took a moment to contemplate Jason’s enigmatic identity.What truly worried him was Jason’s relationship with Grandma. If Jason was indeed an agent from some organization…Then Grandma might not be as innocent as she seemed. For years, he had never questioned Grandma’s past.Now, the situation seemed more complicated than he would have liked. He dreaded the potential chaos that might ensue.Opening his laptop, he typed in a nondescript URL–gibberish to the untrained eye, but crystal clear to him after years of study.The website, which had cost him a small fortune, offered information not easily accessible elsewhere. Upload someone’s details, and a specialist would dig up their secrets, although the more convoluted the history, the more challenging the investigation.Jason was undoubtedly hiding something. He had investigated him before, only to find that his past was shrouded in mystery. He wondered if any new information had surfaced.To his surprise, there was fresh intelligence on Jason. A former special ops elite who’d vanished without a trace. When he reappeared, he was serving as the Flynns‘ butler. All he could confirm was that Jason was no ordinary man.A knock at the door startled him, and he instinctively snapped the laptop shut. The door swung open.“Honey, your favorite crawfish is ready.“He rose to his feet. “Thank you. “As he stood, he noticed Malcolm’s scrutinizing gaze.“What’s the matter?““Weren’t you about to take a shower?“That’s when he remembered and rubbed his temples.“I just needed a moment to rest, I was feeling a bit drained.““Perhaps I should have someone bring your meal up?” “No, I’ll eat downstairs.“Reese was well aware of the strict rules that the Flynns upheld. If she dared to have Malcolm bring her food upstairs, she could only imagine the gossip it might stir among the Flynn family members. Not that it would typically bother her. But Malcolm had been exceptionally kind to her lately, and while Reese’s heart wasn’t made of stone, she wasn’t about to go overboard with gratitude. At the very least, she could avoid unnecessary complications.Malcolm, astute as he was, sensed what was on Reese’s mind and deliberately leaned in.“Honey, do you find yourself increasingly unable to let go of me?” “Not at all, don’t flatter yourself Even if Reese’s heart was indeed stirred, she wouldn’t openly admit it to him. Her delicate face maintained an indifferent expression, and her tone was curt, as though she genuinely didn’t care.Of course, Malcolm’s words had already sparked a storm within her. But Malcolm believed she was merely being contradictory. His beloved wife always behaved this way, harboring genuine affection and starting to consider his feelings while stubbornly refusing to acknowledge them.However, he wasn’t worried. They had a lifetime ahead for love to grow and for her to gradually admit) her feelings. He was in no hurry.He affectionately tousled her hair. All right, let’s go eat downstairs.“As they descended the stairs, Reese was preoccupied with her crawfish dinner, her thoughts wandering to Jason. Ever since the last incident, with no evidence and no way to pin anything on Jason, plus the fact that he had once saved Grandpa Flynn, it remained a hindrance. Coincidentally, Jason happened to be in the lobby at that moment. Reese deliberately called out.“Mr. Tartt.“Since their first unpleasant encounter, Jason and Reese had developed a mutual disdain for each other. Reluctantly, he responded when she called him. Despite his reluctance, Reese was still the wife of a Flynn, and he was but a butler.“Do you need something, Mrs. Flynn?““Could you fetch me another bowl, please?“Jason clenched his teeth; Reese was clearly bossing him around. He wasn’t just another staff member. But with Reese treated like a treasure by the master himself, and even Grandpa Flynn treading carefully around her, what could he do but comply?“Of course.“Swiftly, Jason instructed the staff member beside him, “Get a bowl for Mrs. Flynn, will you?““No need, let Mr. Tartt fetch it himself,” Reese refused outright, her tone implying it wasn’t a request but a command.Jason’s face darkened with annoyance. Reese, deliberately arching an eyebrow at him, taunted, “What’s the matter, Mr. Tartt? Is the butler too good to fetch a bowl now?“Malcolm, slightly taken aback at first, quickly urged Jason “Go on, Mr. Tartt, get Reese her bowl.“Jason was reluctant to comply. “Sir, I’ve been with the Flynns for many years, and I only attend to Sir, as you well know.“Jason’s sentiment was understandable. Having served the Flynn family for so long, he held a certain level of authority within their household. It was only natural for him to feel slighted by Reese’s demand. Yet, Reese was as stubborn as they came, dead set on having Jason serve her that day. If he refused, it was clear she wouldn’t let it go easily.Malcolm, recognizing Jason’s longstanding service, addressed him with a tone aimed at defusing the situation. “Mr. Tartt, don’t overthink it. We’re all family here. There’s no need to draw lines of hierarchy.“Jason could see what Malcolm was doing, trying to make him relent and serve Reese against his wishes. Clenching his teeth, he conceded, “Fine, I’m on it.“As Jason walked to the kitchen, Reese noticed his shoulders shaking with either anger or effort. When he returned with the bowl, Reese reached out to take it, but her hand trembled unexpectedly.“Whoa!“The bowl nearly crashed to the floor, but Jason’s quick reflexes saved the day as he caught it deftly.Reese locked eyes with him, her gaze sharp and meaningful, and commented, “Mr. Tartt, I didn’t realize you had such quick reflexes. Have you had training?”
Fall in Love with the Dominant Billionaire
