My Wife is a Sassy Queen

Jessi maintained a polite smile and calm facade though she was seething from within.

‘How could a random nobody like Liliana be worthy of Jonathan Smith? Only someone as capable and noble as her could stand by his side.’

Realizing she was not a part of their banter, she coughed to get her attention and asked.From NôvelDrama.Org.

“I have been meaning to ask, how old are you, Lil? You look quite young for someone who has two kids.” Jessi asked, hoping to take a dig at Liliana’s age and highlight her youth.

Liliana had enough of her antics and could no longer bear her hypocrisy.

“Please call me Mrs. Liliana or Mrs. Smith, Miss Jessi. We are not that close for you to be calling me by my pet name. I would hate to drag you down with me by claiming an acquaintance we do not share.”

In Jessi’s eyes, Liliana had humbled herself, but everyone else could see the sarcasm in her words.

Jessi could barely contain her disdain as she apologized, “I am sorry, Mrs. Liliana. I didn’t mean to offend you.”

Liliana waved her hand, “That’s alright. I am not easily offended. Though I must admit, asking my age in front of my husband and friends is quite rude, is that not?”

She cocked her head and forced Jessi to answer.

Jessi stammered, “I was only trying to compliment you.”

Liliana laughed and did not say anything.

Jessi regained some sense and asked, “President Smith, I was wondering if you could give me a chance to work for you. I have reviewed the portfolio of your secretaries, and I think I can do a good job at that.”

Everyone was agape at her self-evaluation.

Liliana answered her, shattering all her illusions.

“Miss Jessi, I hate to break it to you, but I don’t think you are qualified to be my husband’s secretary.”

Jessi looked at her in horror, “Mrs. Liliana, do you perhaps not like me?”

Jessi expected to gain some sympathy and get a job close to Jonathan.

Liliana looked at her coldly and answered politely, “Ms. Jessi, we do not know each other. I am courteous to you as a show of respect to the old madam Preston. I neither like you nor do I dislike you. But I do wonder on your motive is for coming here.”

Jessi paled at that. She had not thought of Liliana asking her things like that.

“What motive could I have? I was simply dropping Kyle off since I was worried about his safety.” Jessi stammered and looked pitiful.

“Oh, then, I must thank you for caring so much about my son’s safety.”

Liliana smiled harmlessly, which made Mariana roll her eyes.

Jessi, however, continued ignoring her sarcasm. “It’s my pleasure. Kyle is Preston. His safety is paramount.”

Liliana eyed her coldly and asked, “Miss Jessi, you are not a Preston. Your sister married into Prestons, but that does not make you one.”

“Besides, are you trying to insinuate that you, a very distant barely-relative, are more concerned than me about Kyle, my Godson whom I had known since before he was born? Are you trying to say that I, someone who had raised Kyle with my own children to the point that they think they are triplets, would not care about his safety?”

Jessi did not know how to retort to that and managed a weak, “That’s not what I meant. I was just concerned about Kyle. After all, he is my sister’s nephew, and I wanted to take care of him better.”

Before anyone could retort, she accused Liliana, “I was just trying to be helpful. I did not expect you to misunderstand me. I am sorry if I have offended you.”

Taking her pitiful stance, she decided to leave.

“I will take my leave now. Thank you for your hospitality, President Smith and Mrs. Liliana. I will see you at the office, President Smith. Have a good day!”

Jessi hurriedly left before anyone could say anything.

Jennifer was the first to comment, “Has she been coming here all the time?”

Mariana answered, “You have no idea. I have seen narcissists, but she takes it to a new level.”

Henry shuddered and added, “I feel bad for whoever marries Liam.”

Liliana looked at Jonathan and teased to lighten the mood, “I feel bad for you, Nathan. It must suck to be admired by someone like that. I am starting to miss Vivian.”

Everyone laughed while Mariana scowled, “Don’t mention that bitch. I am still mad at you guys for letting her off so easily.”

Liliana explained, “Mercy, my dear, is a great thing. The ability to be merciful and let people off in hopes that they will correct their actions takes courage.”

She explained her action toward Vivian to Mariana, “Vivian had been stripped off all the rose-tinted glasses and was left bare. She fell from her pedestal, which was the most important part of her self-identity.”

“Terry was like a mirror to her. And she had the intelligence to correct her actions. If you can save a soul, why condemn it to smithereens.”

Jonathan added to Liliana’s point.

“Mercy is for the strong. It takes courage. But forgiveness is for yourself. If you lose yourself in getting even, your enemy wins. Remember, Mer, your opposition wins the moment you lose who you are.”

Mariana grumbled, “Fine! I will forget about her.”

Jennifer shifted the topic to lighter subjects, and they had a relaxing evening.