Master Brian’s maid

In the evening at the Lawrence mansion, the meeting room in a large hall has the appearance of a long dining table that makes the place more bustling. On the dining table are the servants arranged neatly and in line with the items on the table including plates, knives, forks, wine glasses, flower vases and napkins are decorated very beautifully.

This is a good opportunity for Jane to practice what she has learned today, so she will not refuse it. She sat focused on folding napkins into boats and neatly placing them on plates. Perhaps today was just a family meal together, so Mr. Wibul didn’t pay too much attention to the presentation, he just ordered people to cook normal dishes like every other day.

Brian was the first to come here with Jane, because she wanted to come here early to fold the napkins, so he also pleased her and came along. Brian sat to one side and quietly watched Jane sitting next to him fold the towel, she seemed interested in this, so she sat next to him and worked hard at it.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

When Jane did not remember anything, he immediately instructed her, which made her even more embarrassed because in front of Jane now, Brian was gentle and gentle, unlike the rude and aggressive man she had encountered a few day ago. Jane was really not used to it, she felt very strange and even felt his sweetness.

The person who entered the next room was Matthew, he seemed to have just returned from somewhere, so his face looked a bit tired and scowled. He sat drinking alone with the care of the maid Holy, his hot and sexy mistress. The two were drinking and cuddling each other, talking to each other and giggling.

A few minutes later, when it was time for the Lawrence family to eat, Mr. Wibul entered with his beautiful wife Chesa, followed by her maid Tess, who was quietly observing everything in this room.

Mr. Wibul motioned for the servants to bring the food, and Matthew and Brian also sat at the table. He sat at the table and looked at everyone smiling slightly, he looked around the table and discovered an empty seat, which was Lady Hazel’s place, he curiously asked the butler Allen:

“Didn’t I tell you to inform everyone? Why hasn’t Hazel come yet?”

Butler Allen quickly replied:

“I have informed Lady Hazel through her personal butler, Riley. I just received a phone call ten minutes ago, Lady Hazel sent Riley to tell me she was busy and couldn’t come.”

Mr. Wibul pondered for a moment, then with an annoyed expression he said:

“Busy? A really good reason it refused and didn’t want to come. My niece, I’m no stranger to that. All right, if that’s what she said, I won’t ask anymore.”

He motioned to the servants to bring up bottles of fine wine, he took the glass and sipped it, said:

“Recently, I suddenly want to rest and travel more with Chesa. It is perhaps a sign of impending old age, and I also feel it through my declining health. Although medicine can cure me, it is only a small part, the rest is still human will and optimism.”

Matthew heard Wibul say that and continued:

“Yes, I see you need more rest. Everything at the company, you can rest assured that I will take care of everything. I promise to handle it well and efficiently.”

Wibul smiled softly and replied:

“You are a good candidate for the position of executive director of the company, but your temper is too hasty and greedy. The management and operation of the company with your current position is very good but I need more. So I still don’t feel secure and am considering other people.”

Brian quietly said nothing, he ate the food on his plate and was indifferent to the conversation between Wibul and Matthew. Wibul suddenly looked at Brian questioningly:

“Brian, how’s your leg?”

He still didn’t pay attention to his grandfather’s question, Brian continued to eat calmly without any problem. Wibul saw this and said:

“Looks like the chef cooked really well today. Food that makes Brian uninterested in my questions and answer it.”

Matthew then interjected and added:

“Recently, I see that my younger brother is very interested in eating and taking care of his health. That was a very good job. More specifically, Brian seems to love his caretaker maid very much and is engrossed in playing with her. But too much of anything is not good, I think Brian needs to adjust his lifestyle.”

Brian shot Matthew a warning look, he said:

“Since when did my brother pay such attention to me? He seems to love his younger brother. Thank you very much for that. But you seem to worry about other people’s business more than your own, I’m not quite what you say. Okay?”

Matthew smiled and replied:

“Okay, my brother. I just wanted to take care of Brian a little bit. It seems my actions are redundant.”

Wibul cleared his throat and interrupted, he turned to Brian and said:

“It’s good to take care of your own health, but you should also take care of other things.”

Brian nodded silently, he continued to eat deliciously and said:

“Yes, thank you for taking care of me. So what do you want me to pay attention to?”

Wibul picked up the wine glass and took a sip and replied:

“When your leg is fully recovered, go back to school and finish school. After that, go to the family company and work.”

Brian smiled and said:

“It is an interesting invitation for me. Well, if you say so, then I have no reason to refuse. After graduating, I will go to the company to work.”

Matthew was a bit annoyed with the words that Wibul and Brian had just said, he really didn’t want anyone to affect his position as deputy director in the company like now. Because he had a hard time convincing Mr. Wibul to give it to him. If Brian smoothly enters the company, the position of general manager that Matthew is aiming for will be threatened by Brian. How much effort and effort did he put in to get to that position, and had to prove his ability to Grandpa Wibul.

Matthew had known Wibul for a long time and had long disregarded him and was always biased, paying special attention to Brian. But he didn’t expect Wibul to make such a quick decision. Matthew could not continue to let this happen, he had to stop it, he was determined not to let Brian enter the company as easily as he wanted. He said:

“Entering a company to work is one thing, but wanting to sit in a higher position to run is another. His younger brother needs to learn a lot, a lot of things to catch up with me.”

Matthew paused for a moment and continued:

“Brian, I think you should complete your studies well and then apply to another company as an internship, so you will get more experience and improve your ability. And if you join the family company, people will shy away from you and polite to you, so it’s hard for you to prove yourself to others.”

Brian heard Matthew say that and laughed and replied:

“Haha, I didn’t expect you to care so much about me. I appreciate your good intentions and concern, but I know what I need to do. And I won’t pass up a good chance to take you down, Matthew.”

Matthew was annoyed, he drained his glass of wine and tried to suppress his anger, saying sarcastically:

“I don’t believe that a guy like you who plays all day has the ability to run a large corporation. You’re only good at flattering others and showing your pitiful face.”

Brian quickly retorted:

“But at least I am better than a murderer who has been sent to prison and spent a long time in reformatory. And he begged his relatives to let him out of there, save himself, give him a new life somewhere else. Doesn’t that mean he’s putting himself down?”

At this time, Matthew could not contain his anger, he immediately rushed to grab Brian’s collar, shouting:

“Shut up, cripple. I wish you could die, disappear from my sight in this mansion. You’re the one who made me this rash, you have no right or power to say such sarcasm to me.”

Brian laughed and replied:

“Yes, I know. My poor brother is crying out in agony, save his life, remove the stain of being a past murderer, forgive his momentary folly. It makes others feel moved and pitied.”

Matthew then punched Brian hard in the face, shouting:

“I told you to shut up. Why don’t you die under that bastard David? If it were me, I would hit you until you died, I won’t leave so blatantly.”

Brian smiled and replied:

“Oh, so it’s bad for you. But I’m glad about that. And it won’t be long before I find that bastard and his accomplices to punish.”

Wibul had been trying to stay calm all this while, he wanted to ignore the matter but now he can’t, things are going further and further. Wibul angrily slammed the table and shouted:

“All stop for me, Matthew, Brian sit at the table. What are two people doing in front of me just now? Do you see me as an invisible ghost?”

Matthew saw Grandpa Wibul giving him a warning glance, so he let go of Brian and returned to his seat. Brian too, he adjusted his clothes and picked up a glass of wine to drink. Wibul looked at everyone and continued:

“The problem of the past, I don’t want to talk about it ever again. It happened and has been resolved in the past. I don’t want it to last until now. And now, I always appreciate both of you, I don’t discriminate, don’t think badly of each other. We are a family, and above all members of a family should love each other. When someone makes a mistake, we should also be tolerant and forgive them.”

Matthew chuckled, wondering:

“Forgiveness and tolerance? It’s ridiculous.”

While Brian was more indifferent, thinking:

“Yes, it is a very difficult thing to do. Talking and acting are very different. And the one who started is always the problem, if that person doesn’t stop then things just go on, unchanged or even worse.”

At this time, Chesa noticed that the atmosphere on the dining table did not seem to be as intense as before, she took advantage of the opportunity and said:

“Today is a cozy family dinner, we shouldn’t waste time arguing. After all, everyone rarely gather and eat together like this. So why don’t we talk more fun things?”

Hearing this, Matthew curiously asked:

“Fun thing? So what do you want to talk about?”

Chesa smiled and replied:

“I’ve noticed that the mansion is a bit dull these days, it’s Mr. Wibul’s birthday in a few days. I think we should do something to make him happy, like hold a cooking contest open to all the servants.”

Brian seemed interested in it, asking back:

“A cooking contest? So how will it play out?”

Chesa excitedly replied:

“It’s very simple, don’t all the servants in this mansion have a manager. The dishes will be chosen by their owners and the challenge is there. They must complete it, they must be able to cook the dishes that their master gives them. After that, all dishes will be graded by their owner and selected the best dish to give as a gift to Mr. Wibul.”

Brian chuckled and replied:

“Very interesting. Me and my servant will participate.”

Chesa quickly continued:

“But things are not that easy, all are limited by time. The contest only takes place within one day, the deadline is seven o’clock in the evening, the servants will have to complete the dishes made and display them on the table for the owner to taste and choose, the quantity must be sufficient, the dishes Requests are not entitled to lack. If the above time is exceeded, any servant does not complete enough, they will be punished by me.”

Matthew commented:

“This contest is great. I will also join it. I would very much like to know the punishment your lady has given my servants.”

Chesa put on a ghostly smile and replied:

“That’s what makes it exciting and fun. I don’t like creating a boring contest and neither do the participants.”

She paused for a moment to think about something and continued:

“Ah, they won’t be provided with food by the kitchen directly, but through an indirect way. They will have to find food from the people in charge of the work in the mansion. And to get it, they will have to meet the requirements of the material suppliers.”

Wibul secretly laughed, he happily replied:

“That’s right, my Chesa. She always knows how to create challenges for others. And that, of course, makes me excited and looking forward to it.”

Chesa smiled happily and said:

“I just want you to be happy, that’s all.”

Wibul raised a glass of wine and offered:

“Very good, I like it. Let’s do it and now let’s toast the contest well and successful.”

Everyone at the table raised their glasses and drank, Brian looked over at Jane and smiled quietly, saying to himself:

“The dishes that I will ask you to make? Can you finish all of them?”

After a while, the meal was over, everyone went to their rooms, Brian was helped by Jane back to his room. Jane seems a bit tired today because she has to stand at the table for a long time to serve her master, so she didn’t say anything, just quietly took Brian away. He looked at Jane and said:

“There will be a contest tomorrow. Sleep well tonight and don’t think about it.”

Jane nodded.

“Yes, sir.”

He hugged her and whispered:

“Tomorrow is going to be fun, I’m looking forward to it too. Because I want to taste the food you cook. But don’t hate me and plot to poison me. If I have any problems, I won’t forgive you.”

Jane politely replied:

“I won’t do that because I don’t want to make you angry.”

Brian smiled softly, kissed her cheek, said:

“Good.”

Jane did not react, she continued to take him back to the room, after the door closed, Jane pursed her lips, thinking:

“Brian, you are such a careful man. I really want to poison you. Rude guy. But this time it’s not appropriate and I’m not a coward either. Okay, tomorrow is going to be a long, hard day for me. I will sleep well.”

She snorted and returned to her room.

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