The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame (Donald and Jennifer)

Chapter 1083 You Know My Stamina

Penelope had been protecting Jennifer from the shadows, so she was well aware of Jennifer's personality and temperament. She knew that the latter was not a pretentious person.

Hence, with Jennifer's invitation, Penelope obediently took a seat next to her.

Jennifer took Penelope's hand and said warmly, “Penny, what kind of job are you looking for? Tell me about it.”

Penelope glanced at Donald, and after a moment of thought, she said, “I want to be a bodyguard.”

“A bodyguard?” Jennifer was somewhat dumbfounded, perhaps because she hadn't expected Penelope to be interested in such a job.

“When have you seen a girl working as a bodyguard? I'm short of an assistant, so how about you become my assistant instead?”

Upon hearing Jennifer's words, Penelope fell silent.

It was not that she couldn't handle the job of an assistant.

In fact, having been Donald's shadow for so many years, Penelope could be said to be a jack of all trades.

Even if the entire Dragon Fide Corporation were handed over to Penelope now, she would absolutely be able to do a better job than Jennifer, let alone a minor job like being Jennifer's assistant.

Then again, Donald had never been driven by the desire to make money.

His Dragon Fide Corporation was not only his grandfather's dream but also something that brought joy to Jennifer.

One could say that Dragon Fide Corporation was merely a plaything for Jennifer. If she was in a good mood, then she could play with it a bit longer.

If she no longer wanted it, Donald could have someone else take over at any time.

As Donald's shadow, Penelope naturally understood how he thought.

That was why she hesitated when she heard Jennifer suggest that she become an assistant.

Should I agree or not?

If I agree to it, then I must certainly do my job well.

But if I handle all these matters myself, it's inevitable that I'll give myself away.

After all, if I were so capable, why would I still need to look for a job?

“Penny, why are you looking at him? In this house, I call the shots. You don't need to pay him any mind.” This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

After careful thought, Penelope said, “I only know martial arts, so I'm afraid I might not be good at being an assistant.”

“You only know martial arts?” Hearing Penelope's words only deepened Jennifer's confusion. “Why are you skilled in martial arts? What did you do before?”

“I used to be a mercenary.”

The moment the word “mercenary” was mentioned, the way Hannah and Geraldine looked at her instantly changed.

These two women were different from Jennifer.

They came from prominent families and were descendants of a long-established lineage.

Naturally, they knew that mercenaries were absolutely prohibited in their country.

If Penelope used to really be a mercenary, then it was likely that she had been living abroad for all these years.

What was more, they knew about Donald's identity.

Why would Donald, with the Quadfield Army at his disposal, need to deal with mercenaries?

That would simply be demeaning himself.

But now, not only had Donald brought Penelope back, but judging from the eye contact between the two, it was clear that Donald had a great deal of trust in her.

Otherwise, Donald wouldn't have been so at ease letting her interact directly with Jennifer.

So, does that mean Penelope is actually one of Donald's women?

At that thought, the two women immediately lost their composure.

The looks they shot toward Donald were filled with resentment and anger.

Isn't it enough to have three incredibly beautiful women at home?

Yet, he actually went out and brought another woman home!

Geraldine, being younger, was more lively and had greater courage.

She pretended to get up to pour some water and walked over to Donald's side.

Sneakily pinching Donald's waist, she said with a sour tone, “Who would have thought your taste would be this diverse? Are you planning on bringing back women of different types? Are the three of us not enough to satisfy you? Is your stamina really that good?”

Geraldine didn't have the heart to use much force, so when she pinched Donald, it didn't hurt.

Donald glanced at her and said, “Shouldn't you be more than aware of how good my stamina is?”