Fated To Three, And I Broke Them All

Chapter 148: 148-Back When His Tongue Licked My Pussy

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"Jenna is turning twenty-three, and I want to celebrate her birthday with a masquerade ball for her," Lady Lucille spoke very fondly of Jenna.

She seemed like a very well-put-together young woman.

The only thing was that, for everything, she would look at Lady Lucille and only smile if Lady Lucille was smiling.

It was as if her life depended on what Lady Lucille was thinking or how Lady Lucille looked at her.

"Well, that’s great news. When is your birthday?" I asked Jenna, holding my little notepad.

I had arrived early, wearing brown pants, a white top, and a brown blazer.

I kept my hair in a loose bun, with strands framing my face.

Jenna smiled.

"The fifteenth of next month," she replied shyly.

She seemed genuinely fragile.

For a moment, I just watched her, and my smile started to fade.

Not because she annoyed me, but because there had been a time when I was just like her.

I suddenly felt so scared for her.

I had been like her before, and it was not a pleasant journey.

Then I shook myself back to reality.

I mean, I was nobody. She was related to the alpha king brothers.

Of course, her innocence would be protected.

But in my heart, I truly hoped she would never have to go through anything because of her innocence.

"Well, then I’ll prepare the best event for your birthday. But I’d suggest not keeping the birthday celebration and the ball on the same night. It would become a little too much. You know, a ball usually isn’t just about one person. People will naturally start looking for their mates too. I know because balls are more effective on a full moon night."

I paused as I checked the calendar on my phone.

"Your birthday will have to be readjusted accordingly," I said, watching Jenna turn to look at Lady Lucille.

Lady Lucille was sitting on the bed with her hands folded over her belly, looking very smug.

To be honest, I knew she was supposed to be a very big pawn in my game.

She was an arrogant woman.

I didn’t like women like her.

They usually saw other girls as tools for their grandsons or sons, and I hated that.

But at the moment, since I could tell she didn’t like Gigi, it was like my enemy’s enemy was my friend.

"What do you suggest?" Lady Lucille asked me, and I adjusted in my seat.

I knew about these things because I used to help people by baking and cooking for their events, so I often stayed close to the event manager.

Then, after everything happened, I took classes and earned certificates in event management.

So I knew what I was talking about.

"How about we celebrate her birthday next month like normal? Then, a month later, we can plan a grand ball for her. It’ll be spring too, and spring balls are usually very beautiful," I said, watching the old woman zone out.

I could tell Jenna liked the idea.

I felt like a hypocrite.

Just moments ago, I had been hoping no one would ever take advantage of Jenna.

Yet here I was, thinking about separating her birthday and ball just to extend my stay at the mansion a little longer.

I mean, it was only the first day of the month, so there was still plenty of time.

If they pushed the ball back by another month, I would have much more time to spend in the mansion.

"It sounds like a good idea, what do you say, Jenna?" her grandma asked.

"Whatever you say, grandma," Jenna responded with a gentle nod.

She was attached to the old woman at the hip.

"Well then, I’ll check the venues for the birthday first, and then we can discuss the theme and everything together."

At the same time, I was speaking, checking my notepad and register, shuffling through the pages, when Lady Lucille’s interruption made me look up.

"No, no, no. There’s no need to check venues. The venue will be our mansion. It’s big enough," she said.

Then she turned to Jenna.

"Jenna, why don’t you go and show her the Grand Hall where all our events take place?"

Jenna smiled, got to her feet, and gestured for me to follow her toward the door so she could lead me to the Grand Hall.

With a respectful nod to Lady Lucille, I got up and walked out of her bedroom.

As Jenna and I walked together, I remembered that I had once attended a ball at the mansion.

Not as a guest, but as part of the kitchen staff.

I remembered that night.

It was not in this same mansion, it was the mansion on the mainland.

A wave of nausea settled in my stomach as the memory resurfaced.

"How are you so gorgeous?" Jenna asked, pulling me out of my thoughts.

I turned to her and smiled.

"I’m just trying to understand why you haven’t applied for a modeling job or anything," she continued, making me stare at her with nothing but admiration.

She was so gentle and so honest, as if evil had never touched her.

"Well, to simply answer that question, I guess I got it from my mother," I replied playfully, continuing to walk down the small alleyway that led to the back of the mansion.

As soon as we stepped inside, I realized it was a truly grand hall.

Lady Lucille hadn’t been lying.

The Grand Hall looked like something straight out of a fairy tale.

Crystal chandeliers hung from the high ceilings, casting a warm glow across the polished marble floors that reflected every flicker of light.

Elegant balconies overlooked the hall from above, lined with white and gold railings and draped with flowing silk curtains.

Two massive staircases stood on either side, one leading to the second floor and the other to the third, with numerous balconies overlooking the hall.

I could only imagine what it felt like during a ball.

"It seems the preparations are already in full swing."

My body shuddered a little when I heard Theodore’s voice behind me as he joined us.