Chapter 115 Giving A Warning To Others

Jonas was unhappy with the behavior Melinda had shown at the banquet. His lips formed into a thin
line as he stared at the photo. Her beauty was for his eyes only. A lot of people had seen her like that
and he didn't like it.

Melinda was still in the middle of a conversation with Leo when he approached her. Apparently, their
topic had already shifted to their alma mater.

A smile was plastered on her face from the nostalgia brought on by Leo's stories. She was recalling the
good old days when a voice suddenly interrupted her from behind.

"Who are you talking to?"

Jonas's cold voice made Melinda shiver. She involuntarily pulled the blanket up closer to her body as
he had spoken.

He clenched his jaw, quite displeased with the fact that Melinda was smiling because of another person
who was probably a man. There was a look of bitterness that swept across his face.

"It's none of your business," she answered.

Melinda pointed the remote control towards the TV to switch it off and quickly made her way to the bed.
She didn't like to use a hair dryer so her hair was still a little wet, but she lay herself down anyway.

Her mood suddenly turned sour when Jonas had returned, which was why she suddenly informed Leo
that she needed to rest and ended their conversation.

She then grabbed a towel and started drying her hair while randomly looking for a TV show and started
watching again. This made Jonas sense that Melinda was hiding something from him.



No matter how much he wanted to pry into it, he found himself unable to. The atmosphere around them
remained tense since Melinda was still mad at him because of the incident with Emily.

Jonas had gone to the bathroom before returning only to find that Melinda had already fallen asleep.
The room was silent except for the noise coming from the TV and her slow breathing.

Her head was almost over the edge of the bed and she was still holding the towel that wrapped some
part of her hair. He quietly stared at her for a moment with an expression that looked like he was in
deep thought.

It took a while before he finally sighed and carefully took the towel out of her grasp to continue wiping
her hair. Since his mother had returned, a party like the one held this evening was necessary.

It was only the first day and Melinda couldn't stand it anymore. What was the next thing to be done?

The following morning, Melinda went downstairs to find the dining room lively. Even Yulia, who rarely
showed up for breakfast, was also present.

After saying her greetings, she discovered that there were no seats left. She felt embarrassed because
of this, but her face remained passive so as not to reveal her true feelings.

Yulia was silently enjoying the moment. Although she was having breakfast, she secretly stole glances
at Melinda.

The idea of Melinda feeling embarrassed thrilled her.

"Nanny," Melinda called.

She took a glance at the servants around her, who all had their heads lowered. Melinda knew that they
were also waiting for this moment. Once again, she suddenly missed the small villa.



Back over there, they did not have much servants. It was only Mary who took care of them most of the
time.

"Mrs. Gu," one of the servants answered.

The nanny looked at her without any ounce of respect. Melinda had no place in this family no matter
how long she had been part of it. It was because of Jonas who once ordered the servants to respect
her, but both of them weren't even in good terms at present.

These people acted based on the current situation. This time around, they would not have been kind to
Melinda.

"Have you forgotten that mother has returned? Why haven't you prepared enough seats for her?"

The servant flinched and gave her a frightened look before subconsciously glancing over to Queena.
Melinda had always been gentle, but this time around her temper was bad as she yelled at the nanny.

Melinda noticed the look the servant gave Queena, and suddenly it all dawned upon her that this had
all been a set up. Come to think of it, the servants wouldn't dare to do such a thing no matter how much
they disliked her.

"Mrs. Gu, I am going to arrange a seat right away."

Queena did not utter a word as Melinda ferociously stood there while the servant hurriedly left to have
the situation fixed, terrified that Melinda's displeasure would get her fired.

After all, it wasn't that easy to acquire such a high paying job at another household.

"Mother, I apologize for not teaching the servants well. I'll make sure to do so in the future."



Melinda turned around to face Queena with a smile, but the truth was that this was her way of silently
telling her mother-in-law that she was aware of who was behind this.

The reason why Melinda had gotten angry was because it would have given Queena an opportunity to
treat her cruelly if she showed some kindness at the moment.

The servant finally returned with a chair and some breakfast, but the food she prepared was less than
the usual. Melinda gave her a look that she could not fathom, resulting for the servant to tremble from
where she stood. Melinda hesitated for a while, but then decided to punish her as a form of warning to
the others.

"Gavin, can you hire a new nanny right away? If you can't, just send Mary over here. I don't want to
have such a careless person with me."

Melinda knew that she would have ended up getting bullied by these people if she hadn't gotten angry
at them.

The servant had almost knelt down in shock upon hearing Melinda's words. She attempted to open her
mouth, eyes widened in horror as she glanced over to Queena wanting to say something. However,
she was stopped by her stern look.

"Come on, don't get mad at her," Queena finally said. "This is all my fault. It has been a long time since
I had last been home."

The servant quietly let out a sigh of relief the moment Queena spoke up and secretly thought that she
wouldn't repeat such a thing again no matter how good the benefits she would have gotten.

Melinda remained cold and authoritative. "Since mother said so, she could remain working here then.
However, I don't think that such a careless person should stay in the kitchen. Gavin, please assign her
somewhere else."



Melinda wouldn't compromise that easy, or these people would have to rely on Queena to deal with her
since she knew they disliked her.

Since Queena had returned to the Gu's mansion, Melinda's peaceful days were over. Because of this,
she needed to start learning how to be flexible enough and handle everything well.

Even a small mistake could be turned into a big thing.

Even though Mary hadn't said anything when she discovered about how Melinda had been treated, she
thought that it was a shame. Instead, she quietly cooked breakfast for her.

Queena didn't like the special treatment Melinda had received. She was even more convinced that the
only reason Melinda liked Jonas was because of the possessions he owned.

Aside from this, Melinda's actions embarrassed Queena. It was her, after all, who suggested the
servant to prepare less bowls and chopsticks with the intention of not preparing for Melinda at all.

Her plan didn't seem to work since Melinda didn't get irritated. Instead, she found a perfect excuse.

Once was enough. Queena wasn't inclined to repeat something like that another time around, but now
the servants were having doubts about their affairs.

The moment Mary was transferred, she certainly did not allow Melinda to be mistreated especially
when it came to meals.

Melinda heaved a sigh of relief. It was only her first day that she had to survive a clashing of swords
between her and Queena, and she was sure that the following days to come would definitely be much
livelier.

Even though she was the wife of Jonas, she did not intervene in his family's affairs. She only regarded
herself as an outsider in this mansion.



Thankfully, there wasn't a repeat of the earlier events during lunch time. However, this did not stop
Queena from showing her displeasure towards Melinda.

Even though Yulia was happy about this, she tried to hide it. She didn't want to get in the way with
Queena's anger and risk diverting it towards her.

"Accompany me to the mall to buy some new clothes. It's time to clean up my wardrobe and replace it,"
Queena said.

She was someone who paid extra attention to her appearance, making sure that she was always up to
date with the latest trend. Melinda was aware of this, but she did not expect that she would be the one
asked to accompany her.

She couldn't help but be worried. She had a feeling that this wouldn't end well.

It turned out, however, that Melinda's assumptions were wrong. Queena didn't have any other intention
aside from going shopping. Melinda's dress at the party made her trust her taste when it came to
fashion.

Even though she knew about this, she wouldn't admit it out loud. Instead, what she would always say
was that Melinda's tastes were nothing but ordinary since she was born into a common family.

Yulia wanted to join them, but later on decided to stay home. Melinda, for the meantime, took note of
the time while Queena was taking her usual break during noon. She started to first work on her writing
for two hours before she took out an outfit and got changed.

She wore a beige knitted sweater that matched her black leather skirt with a pair of stockings
underneath that seemed to accentuate her long and straight legs. Since she was afraid that she might
get cold, she brought a small sleeveless jacket with her.



It wasn't long after she had arrived at the living room on the first floor that Queena came out of her
room. She wore a dress that made her look aristocratic, matched with high heels and a designer bag in
her hand.

On the other hand, Melinda only brought a simple cross body bag and her phone with her.

Gavin was informed that they were going out in the afternoon so he had already arranged a driver for
them to go to the best shopping mall in the city.

Melinda knew that Queena was a very meticulous person, which was why she opted to wear flat shoes
for today's trip. She wanted to be prepared in the event that they would end up spending a long time
shopping.

"Let's have a look inside this store," Queena ordered.

Her eyes were glued on a certain dress inside the display wardrobe. Melinda thought that it had a nice
style and also perfectly matched Queena's personality.

Objectively speaking, if she were to cast aside the conflict between them, Queena had a strong
personality of an aristocratic lady.

Her actions often felt like it came straight out of a textbook about etiquette.

There were other times, however, that she would lose her cool. Just like most mother-in-laws, she was
the type who would never be satisfied with her daughter-in-law.

"Do you have a size in medium?" Queena asked politely as she walked up to the counter and pointed
over to a dress by the window.

The attendant, however, did not even bother looking away from her phone while answering, "No."



"Do you have a similar style or perhaps a smaller size?"

Queena's voice sounded impatient this time. She was already displeased with the attendant's behavior.

Melinda started to pick from a row of dresses herself and settled for a medium size. The style wasn't
the same as the dress Queena had wanted earlier, but this one was much more fabulous.

"Mother, why don't you try this one on? It matches you well."

Melinda handed over some of the clothes she picked to Queena. All of them matched her size and
style and she seemed to like all of them.

Queena was a little surprised and it seemed to appease her mood.


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