Chapter 114: Additional measures.

Matilda's right-hand man, Brutus, raised an eyebrow as he spoke, his voice laced with a hint of skepticism. "Are you certain she'll surrender to your demands, Matilda? Jennifer seems...formidable." Matilda turned to face him, her piercing gaze narrowing slightly as she leaned back in her plush, velvet chair. "Why do you question my judgment, Brutus?" She asked, her tone firm but curious, her voice echoing through the dimly lit, opulent room. Brutus hesitated, choosing his words carefully as he stood before her, his hands clasped behind his back. "I merely observe that Jennifer seems...resolute. Unwavering in her determination. She's not one to be easily swayed." Matilda's expression transformed into a sly smile, her eyes glinting with amusement as she steepled her fingers together. "Ah, but that's where you're mistaken, Brutus. She's not as strong as she appears. I've seen the cracks in her armor, the doubts that creep in when she thinks no one is watching. She's vulnerabl