“You?”
Chloe surveyed her from head to toe and snorted coldly.
“Are you kidding me? You are nothing but a lowly maid. What makes you think that you can win over an Alpha?”
She waved her hand dismissively, “Get out of here, before I skin you alive for eavesdropping your master.”
Yet Hellen interrupted her daughter, “Wait a second. She might just do.”
“But mother, look at her! She totally stinks in that cheap, low-class smell—”
Hellen leant over to Chloe and whispered into her ears, “You are still too young to know about this darling, but men—especially men in power—normally prefer these cheap skunks.”
Hellen straightened her back and walked over to Jenny, who was standing on her spot awkwardly.
“Your name is Jenny,” Hellen looked down at her, “And how old are you?”
“I am 25, my la
