NOVEL NEXT Chapter 241: Jane's Order
"Do you still have something to say?" asked Jane to Enzo, still completely indifferent.
The man finally fell silent, unable to say anything other than showing obvious anger.
Jane kept the symbol again, then took a step.
With her expression, everyone spontaneously opened the way for her.
She continued to walk without greeting anyone. Even when she passed Evelyn, her mother, she did not glance her way so Evelyn rolled her eyes.
Naturally, she was bothered by the lack of friendliness from her daughter.
However, here, it would not be appropriate for her to comment.
Since David was at the very back with Arthur, he was the last to be passed by Jane.
Of course, in front of him, Jane stopped her steps.
Her expression softened slightly, but not completely. David still felt an air of indifference from her.
The change didn't seem to be just because of her status, but because of something else.
"Honey, have you had breakfast? If not, how about we have breakfast together?" she said to David.
Her voice had a slightly indifferent tone even as she spoke to him. It was just that she called him honey even in front of so many people, as if she really wanted to show them how deep their bond was.
Arthur was very disturbed to hear that because he knew of his affair with Jane's mother.
On the other hand, David kept smiling.
The strange change in Jane's personality didn't bother him much. He could ask questions later.
"Sure, let's have breakfast," he replied with a faint smile.
He followed beside her as she stepped up.
I don't know what she was thinking, she was even holding his palm.
David looked into her eyes that were wondering what she was thinking.
The others followed them into the mansion and the dining room.
Apparently, the dining table was already full of dishes, there were plates on every chair that numbered in the dozens.
David didn't come here yesterday, but Jane unhesitatingly pulled him to the main seats side by side, the seats for the head of the family and her spouse.
With that, they sat there.
The rest of the Rothschild Family could only watch.
Although they also wanted to have breakfast, they hesitated to sit down, waiting for Jane to make the first move.
Jane seemed to want to have breakfast with everyone as the head of the family.
She waved her hand for them all to sit down.
After being invited, only then did they begin to sit down.
However, not everyone came. Enzo and his colleagues did not come. They were probably uncomfortable seeing Jane now. Even Evelyn didn't come either. Find more adventures on M V L
Jane didn't seem to care about the lack of people.
Her focus was only on David who sat beside her.
"Do you like this dish?" she asked.
The dish consisted of many types of dishes, from toast, eggs, to sauteed vegetables.
It was a common breakfast dish but made in a luxurious way.
David was naturally not picky. It was just that Jane's meticulous attention made him smile while the others had to look down to hide their jealousy.
"Well, this is already amazing," David replied, picking up the fork.
When he thought about it, he thought Jane's attention to him was more than usual even though she seemed indifferent.
Some people might want to tell Jane that David had cheated on her with Jasmine, but this situation did not seem suitable to say this.
The problem was that David seemed to be used to having affairs and Jane didn't mind.
If they say something and Jane turns out not to be angry with David, then they will be the ones in trouble.
David started eating and then Jane started eating too.
They knew now it was better to keep quiet because Jane's authority gave her the power to bring them down.
Breakfast this morning was filled with silence. David himself was focused on his food.
It was not yet the right time to talk to Jane.
On the other hand, Jane while eating sometimes knitted her eyebrows, like her mind was going nowhere.
Without any sound, this morning's breakfast ended quickly.
"Everyone," Jane said suddenly when several people wanted to stand up.
Since she called them all, they all had no choice but to continue sitting.
"Is there something, matriarch?" Apparently, there was someone asking.
It was a middle-aged man who seemed inconspicuous, sitting next to a middle-aged woman who was probably his wife.
When he called Jane by the word matriarch, his presence instantly stood out.
The others looked at him quite intensely.
It was a gesture where he chose to support Jane because the way he called her would obviously please her.
Perhaps he hoped Jane would help raise his status in the family.
Jane's gaze was fixed on him for a while.
At the same time, her index finger tapped lightly on the table, audible only to David.
"I have a task for all of you after returning from here. Immediately launch an attack on the Rockefeller Family. Attack their assets and if you see any of their members, kill them immediately. There will be a reward for whoever manages to kill them.
Once you've cleared them in Europe, try to start attacking them in the United States." Jane said, looking calm, but what she said surprised even those outside the dining room like Enzo and the others.
They had their ears perked up because they were curious about what Jane would say or her first order.
Unexpectedly, the first thing she ordered was to attack the Rockefeller Family.
What was her reason? Did she want to go to war because the Rockefeller Family's power was only slightly below theirs.
A fight between them could lead to a huge uncontrollable conflict like the war between Europe and the United States.
"Jane, what nonsense are you saying?" Enzo walked into the dining room, immediately questioning her decision in a loud voice.
He even hit the table. Of course, he regarded Jane's order as foolishness.
Interrupted as she spoke, Jane's eyes instantly turned cold.
"Enzo, you keep defying me, do you want to die?" she replied with eyes that began to radiate killing intent.
"What?" Enzo and the others were surprised by Jane's words.
First she called him by name directly, which was clearly not suitable as a junior, and she even threatened him with death.