"Everyone else hasn't eaten yet," Mark remarked. Ever since he'd found out Jeana was manipulative and not the sweet, innocent girl he'd once thought her to be, he felt disgusted whenever she spoke.Just how selfish could she be?"You two can grill some more, then. There's still plenty of ingredients left," Jeana said indifferently.Seeing that Ray and Mark weren't moving to grab any food, she decided to help herself. She placed all the grilled skewers onto two plates and was ready to take them away for herself.Mark stepped in front of her without hesitation and snatched both plates from her."If you want to eat, buy your own ingredients and grill them yourself," Mark said coldly. "As for Mr. Lane's portion, I'll deliver it to him. You don't need to concern yourself."At this moment, Yvette and Lillian got there with the two kids.Watching Mark's actions, Lillian finally forgave him for that time he'd privately had dinner with Jeana.She stepped forward, nudged the stunned Je
Kiki's mood instantly soured. "Tristan, why didn't you ask Jeana to help? Is she pregnant too?"Tristan casually replied, "She's a guest.""Guest? Didn't she come here to take care of Yvvy and Xavier? Why are we the ones serving her now?"Kiki was willing to help out, even for Xavier, whom she didn't like much, but she absolutely didn't want to serve Jeana."Why are you being so petty?" Tristan asked in return."Me, petty?" Kiki was furious. She was here getting covered in smoke and grease, while not far away, Jeana leisurely strolled under the maple tree, taking posed photos with a skewer in hand. Even Yvette, who was pregnant, was helping by bringing ingredients and making sure there was insect repellant in each tent.Kiki grabbed Lillian. "Lily, let's go. If he wants to be a lapdog, let him do it alone.""Huh?" Lillian was pulled aside before she could react, leaving a dumbfounded Tristan behind.Kiki called out to Mark and Ray, "Gentlemen, don't help him. We're all friend
"You!" Jeana looked aggrieved."What about me? It's not like I owe you anything. Besides, your family may be connected to the Lanes, but it has nothing to do with the Shaws. If you don't like it, you can have Tristan come and talk to me!"Kiki wasn't about to tolerate such shameless behavior from Jeana.Left speechless by her retort, Jeana looked to Yvette for help."Yvette."But Yvette wouldn't possibly help Jeana over her best friend. She pretended not to hear Jeana and started chatting with Lillian instead. The three women completely ignored Jeana.Jeana had no choice but to take the food over to the men. She first offered it to Xavier, but he declined. She then approached Mark and Ray."Mark, it was my fault earlier. Please don't be mad at me. I just grilled these."Mark didn't even glance at her. "Sorry, I'm full."Feeling awkward, Jeana turned to Ray. "Mr. Septer, would you like some? These are really good.""No, thank you," Ray responded coldly.Seeing this, Jeana had
It was Jeana. She stood in front of the camera, waving to the audience. "Hi."The viewers immediately started commenting."Baby Zac, who is this pretty lady?""Baby Zac, do you not love us anymore?""She's beautiful."A flood of praise-filled comments appeared. Jeana's smile grew wider, and she was just about to explain: "I'm Zac's—"Snapping back to reality, Noah quickly interrupted, "This is our family's nanny. Since Mom is pregnant with my little siblings, she's here to take care of Mom."Jeana's face froze.Nanny?Though she was indeed here to look after Yvette and Xavier, she didn't want to be labeled as a nanny, especially not in front of such a huge livestream audience.She glanced at the screen, only to see there were over eight million viewers. Comments kept pouring in."So she's a nanny, huh? Zac is definitely from a wealthy family. Even the nanny is young and pretty.""But Zac's mom is still prettier. This nanny looks too inexperienced, like she can't do much."
There were only five tents in total. One for Ray, one for Tristan, a large one for Yvette, Xavier, and the children, one for Lillian and Mark, and one for Kiki. As everyone was getting ready to retreat into their tents for the night, Jeana suddenly grabbed Tristan's hand."Tristan, I didn't bring a tent," Jeana said."You came up the mountain to camp, and you didn't bring a tent?" Tristan was rendered speechless. To make things worse, it was starting to drizzle. Everyone else had already gone into their tents. In the dim light, Jeana looked pitiful as she clutched Tristan's hand. "I thought there'd be tents for sale up here, so I didn't bring one," she explained.After hearing that, Tristan led her to Kiki's tent. Kiki had brought an oil lamp, wanting to enjoy the camping atmosphere on the mountaintop. Just as she lit the lamp, the zipper of her tent was pulled open, revealing Tristan's handsome but irritating face."What do you want?" Kiki asked, clearly annoyed.Tristan
"Jeana, didn't Mr. Churchill Senior teach you anything about self-respect?" Xavier's voice was calm, yet it cut like a sharp blade.Jeana froze on the spot."Xav, y-you misunderstood. I-I didn't mean it like that..." she stammered.Xavier had previously held back from addressing her behavior out of consideration for Zion, but now it was clear that this woman had no sense of shame."If that's not what you meant, then you should know not to do anything that would lead to gossip." Xavier's words hit harder than any criticism from other women. Upon hearing it from the man she admired, Jeana flushed with embarrassment.Realizing she might have acted too hastily, she quickly tried to explain. "I'm sorry, Xav and Yvette. My parents passed away early, so no one taught me these things. I'll just stay outside tonight, keeping watch for you. I won't sleep."With that, she ran off, making it look as though Yvette and Xavier had wronged her.Yvette was amazed by Jeana's ability to twist the
Tristan genuinely felt that Jeana had no sense of propriety.Mount Maple was quite a distance from the city center. It would take at least four or five hours to get there. Just as he was about to suggest sending Jeana on her way, Kiki appeared at the tent's entrance, holding an oil lamp and her phone."What are you doing here?" Tristan asked, puzzled.Kiki looked rather troubled when she replied, "Mr. Shaw Senior just called.""Why would Grandpa call at this hour?" Tristan wondered. Seeing Jeana in the tent made Kiki hesitant to say much, so she shot Tristan a look."What did he say? Just tell me straight," Tristan insisted.Kiki decided to be straightforward. "Mr. Shaw Senior wants to know why you're not in my tent. He's wondering why we're not sleeping together."Tristan immediately felt embarrassed. He turned to Jeana, requesting, "Could you step outside for a moment?""Okay." Jeana reluctantly left.Seeing this, Kiki thought, "You wanted me to just speak frankly, yet now
Standing outside, Jeana was so cold that she was shivering. Frustration built up inside her as she waited for Tristan to call her back inside the tent.When she finally walked to his tent, she saw that the zipper was pulled tight from the inside. It was clear that everyone inside was already asleep. Even the oil lamp had been extinguished.She immediately stomped her foot in anger.Since Kiki was inside with Tristan, she had no choice but to make her way to the neighboring tent. Without a sleeping bag, the mountain's chill enveloped her. She curled up inside the tent, trying to warm herself with the few clothes she had brought along. She had never felt this miserable before.Just then, strange sounds began to emanate from the adjacent tent, where Mark and Lillian were. "Damn it..." Jeana cursed. She felt even more uncomfortable now.Meanwhile, Yvette had just finished telling the children a scary story and lulling them to sleep. Yet, she herself couldn't find rest. The wind howl