After Jennifer finished speaking, she took Jenarth's hand and said softly, "Jenarth, go play in your room for a while." "Okay, Mommy." Jenarth let go and ran straight upstairs, deliberately ignoring Madilyn's furious glare. "Jennifer, don't push your luck. Did I ever agree to you coming back?" Madilyn gritted her teeth, ready to unleash her anger, when Arthur's voice cut through the tension. "I brought Jennifer and Jenarth back." Madilyn froze, staring at Arthur as he stepped forward. The words of reproach died in her throat. "Arthur, what is this..." "Mom, I promised to marry Jennifer, and I intend to keep my word." Arthur's tone was steady and resolute. "Tomorrow morning, I'll take her to the city hall to register our marriage." Madilyn was speechless. "From now on, Jennifer will be the lady of this house. Mom, I'd appreciate it if you could look after her." Arthur lowered his head slightly as he made the request. Madilyn said nothing. She shot a sharp glance at Jennifer, who responded with a smug, knowing smile. "Jennifer, rest well. If you need anything, let my mother know. I'll pick you up tomorrow morning to get our marriage certificate," Arthur spoke plainly. "I have other matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave now." "Alright, I'll be fine. Thank you for giving me a home, Arthur." Jennifer's voice was soft and delicate, her demeanor almost pitifully charming. Arthur nodded and turned to leave. Jennifer watched him go. Once he was out of sight, Madilyn sneered coldly, "He's gone. You can drop the act now. Tell me, what's your real purpose in coming back?" Jennifer slowly turned, meeting Madilyn's furious gaze. The older woman stood with her arms crossed, her face dark with anger. Instead of being intimidated, Jennifer smiled even more boldly. "Is that any way to speak to me? With that tone?" "You—!" Madilyn clenched her jaw, wishing she could tear Jennifer apart with her bare hands."You saw it yourself. Arthur brought me back personally, and tomorrow morning he's taking me to get registered." Jennifer gently stroked her still-flat stomach. "From now on, I'm the lady of this house." Madilyn's breathing grew heavy with rage. "Don't get too full of yourself. So what if Arthur brought you back? Does he love you? He's in love with Chloe. You'll never be Chloe. And don't forget—you still have Charles to deal with. In his eyes, Chloe is the only one who matters. No one else stands a chance." At that, Jennifer burst into laughter. Her triumphant echoes filled Myers Manor, casting a shadow over the entire manor. "Dear Madilyn, you needn't worry about that. Do you really think Arthur would have brought me back if Charles hadn't agreed?" Jennifer retorted, her smile growing even more arrogant. "And it seems you've misunderstood something. Whether Arthur loves me or not is irrelevant. What matters is that I'm going to marry him, become the lady of the Myers family and Myers Group." "You—!" Madilyn's eyes widened. Staring at Jennifer's conceited expression, she suddenly realized this woman's ambitions ran deep. From the very beginning, she hadn't been after just Arthur—she wanted the entire Myers business empire behind him. Now, this woman was trampling over her openly, leaving her no room to breathe. "You can go ahead and tell Arthur what I've done. You can even reveal my intentions. But I'm sure you won't." Jennifer reached out and patted Madilyn's shoulder condescendingly. "From now on, don't be so cold to me, and don't raise your voice. Otherwise, you know—I might just lose my temper." With that, Jennifer turned and walked away, smiling. Madilyn stood rooted to the spot, Jennifer's smug voice still ringing in her ears. What could she do? This feeling of being utterly dominated by Jennifer was infuriating. She glanced up at Jennifer's retreating figure ascending the stairs. Her hands clenched into tight fists, nails digging deep into her palms. Jennifer, don't celebrate too soon. So what if Arthur married you? I'll make sure you regret the day you ever stepped into this family. ***** At the Lewis Manor, Scott said to Chloe earnestly, "Chloe! This event is crucial for Lewis Group. I've already instructed the secretariat to draft the invitations. All the elite and influential figures in Capaville will be there. Even if you don't want people to know you're my daughter, you should let them recognize you as the VP of Lewis Group now. This is also about paving the way for your future. I truly believe this celebration is absolutely necessary."