Chapter 374 Fire Beneath the Surface +8 Pearls

At the Powell family estate, meals were usually taken in a family gathering unless there was a special reason otherwise.

Linda felt hot, unbearably so, and her seductive eyes swept over the old man and Jensen as she shifted restlessly in her seat.

It was so hot…

The old man sat there, face blank, showing no reaction.

Jensen, however, kept sneaking glances at the curve of Linda’s exposed neck, his Adam’s apple bobbing heavily.

Just then, the old man stood up with the help of his cane, his voice low and strained. “Linda, come help me back to my room.”

As the daughter-in-law, Linda often helped the old man at public events or escorted him back to his courtyard. He accepted her service as a matter of course, but this time, Linda didn’t move.

She twisted coyly in her seat. “Old man, have Spring help you today. I’m… not feeling well.”

As she spoke, she cast a deliberate glance at Jensen.

Jensen seemed to pick up on the hint, his Adam’s apple moving even more visibly.

The old man, with his lifetime of experience, saw through the little drama instantly. He said nothing, just waved for Spring to come assist him back to his quarters.

Once the old man left, Linda immediately got up, didn’t even bother going back to her own room, and straddled Jensen’s lap, rubbing herself against him.

Breathing heavily, she gasped, “Jensen, I’m so hot…”

Jensen gripped her waist, panting as well. “I feel it too… don’t you think it’s strange? I think Dad was reacting too…”

Had they been drugged?

Linda’s mind grew increasingly clouded. She reached between them, fumbling for Jensen’s body with desperate need. “I don’t care anymore. I just need to solve this now…”

Her movements grew faster, but after a full minute of trying, Linda became frustrated – Jensen showed no reaction at all.

Her lust quickly turned to rage. Normally she might have brushed it off, but now, in the heat of the moment, it was unbearable. “Jensen, are you even a man anymore? I’m touching you like this and you don’t feel a thing!”

Jensen’s face turned red. He tried to stall her, coaxing, “Just give me a little more time. I swear, this time I can do it…”

But Linda yanked herself off his lap in disgust, snarling, “You’re wasting your breath. You’re hopeless.”

She stormed off, leaving Jensen alone in the dining room.

The truth was, Jensen deeply wanted her. But ever since Wyatt had tied him up and terrorized him with a chainsaw, Jensen’s function had been wrecked.

Before, their married life had been passable – barely. Linda had even worked hard to spare his pride.

But this time, with her pent-up frustration exploding, she ripped off the pretense completely.

It shattered Jensen’s fragile self-esteem.

He tried to hold it together, but finally he snapped. He lunged at Linda, grabbed the back of her shirt, and slammed her to the ground.

Linda’s face went pale with fear. She hurriedly begged, “Jensen, don’t do this! I was just teasing you! I’m sorry, okay? Ah!”

With a vicious rip, Jensen tore the clothes right off her.

Linda felt a rush of cold air against her skin, helplessly pinned to the dining room floor while Jensen vented his violent rage…

Meanwhile, Taylor carried a food box to Paul’s courtyard.

Paul’s leg was wrapped in thick bandages. When he saw her coming, he couldn’t even be bothered to greet her.

Taylor slammed the food box down on the table like she was feeding a dog. “Eat it or don’t. I don’t care.”

Paul immediately cursed her out and slammed the door in her face without even letting her inside.

After Taylor was thrown out, Paul even ordered the servants to toss the food into the trash.

Taylor just sneered. She turned to the servants outside the courtyard and said, “Since Paul has no appetite, don’t bother sending him food today. No point wasting good food.”

Even though she was at the Powell family estate, everyone knew Taylor was fierce and her family, the Kendall family, held serious power. If they didn’t obey her, she would make their lives miserable.

Inside, Paul overheard her words and was so furious he hopped out on one leg. “If you want to throw your weight around, go back to your Kendall family! This is the Powell family, you don’t get to act like a queen here!”

The servants in the courtyard watched this hateful couple bicker and wisely kept their mouths shut.

Just then, Alan rushed over and whispered something to Taylor with a grave look.

Without a word, Taylor spun around and hurried off.