CHAPTER 131: HOUSE VALE.

"The opulent mansion of Hosue vale is a sight to behold."

Marble floors gleamed under the soft glow of chandeliers, and the air was filled with the scent of expensive perfumes and the faint aroma of fresh flowers.

In the grand drawing room, a wealthy noble couple had gathered for a discussion of potential business ventures, after all, Lord Vale had died leaving behind his wife, Serene.

Alan, the man, the myth, the legend, sat beside Serene, who was seated at the head table in an elegant and sophisticated manner.

Her presence was alluring and commanding, donned in a sexy long solo dress.

Across the table, Lord Harrington, a man of considerable wealth and influence, leaned forward, his eyes fixed on Serene.

"Countess Serene, I must say, your proposals are quite intriguing. The potential for profit is undeniable, but I have some concerns about the risks involved...

These days portals are appearing and vanishing and new, new casualties are occurring everywhere..."

Serene with her voice as smooth as silk replied, "Ah, Lord Harrington, risk and reward are two sides of the same coin. But I assure you, the measures we have in place will mitigate any potential threats. Our investments in the shipping routes alone promise a return that will more than compensate for any initial risks..."

Lord Harrington chuckled, a sound laced with condescension. "My, My, Countess, I appreciate your optimism, but I must remind you that business is not a game for the faint of heart... I am sorry to say that your husband’s past ventures have not always been as successful as you might believe."

Serene’s eyes flashed with a hint of anger, but her expression remained composed.

How dare he question my judgment.

He thinks he can outsmart a woman, but he underestimates me.

Aloud, she said, "Lord Harrington, I am well aware of my husband’s past. However, I am also aware of the potential in these new opportunities."

"The connections we have established with influential figures in the trade industry will ensure that our ventures are not only profitable but also well-protected... We are always in a profit margin and we are also planning to recruit some powerful adventurers as personal employees for trade route management."

Selene, her eyes meeting Alan’s with a flicker of understanding, added, "Moreover, the diversification of our investments across multiple sectors will provide a cushion against any market fluctuations."

"it’s a strategy that has proven successful in the past. Aside from royal families even grand dukes aren’t as wealthy as us, and I doubt you have any problems... I just think you see me as a woman, as such, you want to increase the profit in your stake."

"Based on the agreement of my husband the profit margin is 60% on house vale and 30% for House Harrington and 10% for House Siil. However, if Lord Harrington is willing to co-operate, I can make sure our families get 50-50 by removing house Siil and..."

"You have a beautiful wife, I heard she can’t get pregnant and you have received a vision from Seer that if you marry another wife you will die within 7 days... Alas, a cruel fate for a man. How about letting her warm my son-in-law’s bed? My daughters were asking me how to please a man... I hope Lady Harrington can do it." she smiled

Alan: "..." ( what the fuck... I just came here to spend time with them and now she is doing such a thing? )

Obviously, Lord Harrington will outright reject or right?

RIGHT?

Hmmm... 20% more... That’s 800,000 good coins annually.

"husband... No..." She shook her head. How can she warm another man’s bed. If she could she would have slapped Serene’s face for making such a request but she couldn’t.

Husband blinded by greed looked at Alan.

"So, may I know the kind Sir’s identity? How come the daughters of House Vale are already married... Nonetheless, it’s my wife’s honor to teach a thing or two about material life to noble daughters...."

"So, when shall we print the new paper?" Lord Harrington asked.

"H-Husband..." The wife shouted, but he looked at her and slapped her cheeks.

"Shut up... Don’t you see I am doing something important here, from now on, stay here for one month and teach the noble daughters how to serve a man..."

He turned to Serene and smiled. "Hehe... My wife is very good in bed despite incapable of giving birth, she can suck, dance, talk good, talk bad... Any position. She will make sure to satisfy the son-in-law and make sure your daughter becomes very good in bed."

"And what of your wife, Lord Harrington? Does she truly agree to this arrangement? Or is she merely a pawn in your intricate game of power and pleasure, sacrificed for your ambitions?"

Lord Harrington responded with an expansive smile that only deepened his air of arrogance. His eyes gleamed with a mixture of amusement and a sense of superiority, as if he relished the opportunity to play the role of the powerful lord defending his choices.

"Countess," he began, his voice smooth yet condescending, "my wife is not only a loyal and obedient partner but has also been molded to understand her place within our home and in the broader tapestry of our alliances. She knows her duties and responsibilities well. As such, she will follow my commands without question, for the greater good of our house and the strength of our political bonds."

With an unsettling confidence, he shot a pointed glance at her, his gaze unyielding. "Now, tell me, do you harbor any reservations about warming the House Vale’s son-in-law’s bed and imparting lessons to the daughters? Is it a role you find distasteful?" His question hung between them, sharp and provocative, as if challenging her very integrity.

Lowering her head, her fingers entwined nervously, she felt the weight of the inquiry pressing down upon her.

Finally, she took a breath, her voice almost a whisper as she responded, "No... I have no problem." The words tasted bittersweet on her lips, for within their simplicity lay a profound understanding of her own predicament.

"See... She has no problems."

"I see, then we can do paperwork soon, once matters with House Siil are done. I wonder if Lord Harrington can finish the job."

"Hehe, you worry too much Countess, House Siil isn’t a powerhouse they are merely a titled noble and nothing more. Even if they are wiped out, the nation couldn’t care much..."

"Good, then we shall talk after the work is done."

"Of course, I will leave my wife in House Vale’s care then... Make sure she doesn’t want too much sugar."