Tara's response caused Jonah to raise an eyebrow, appearing taken aback. He calmly assessed her before asking, "Why did you turn him down?" Tara met his gaze with confusion. "Why can't 17?" Jonah paused, the sternness in his expression softening slightly. "Have you heard of the Walker Group?" Tara searched through the original host's memories and the novel's plot but found nothing. It seemed that Jasper truly had little significance in the story.

"No, I haven't." Upon hearing her response, Jonah's expression remained unchanged as he continued, "Waller Group's market value is close to two quadrillion dollars, and he's the company's controlling figure." When Tara heard this astronomical sum, it was impossible not to feel envious. However, aside from that, no other thought crossed her mind. "Mr. Walker is indeed outstanding," she complimented politely. "So, do you regret not giving him your number?" Jonah asked casually.

Tara shook her head. "Mr. Pearson, rest assured, I've had no thoughts about you or the other three gentlemen for some time now-much less your friends." She had no intention of reliving the original host's tragic ending, so there was an urgency in her tone, as if she were afraid that Jonah might think she hadn't given. Jonah stared at her calmly, as indifferent as ever. "You may leave." Tara immediately turned and exited his room. She wasn't at all surprised by Jonah's question.

After all, with her looks, she could easily leverage it to climb the social ladder. She figured that he was subtly warning her not to get any ideas, at least not about his friends. Tara returned to the first-floor kitchen and put the cart back in place. Her shift was nearly over, so she headed to the time clock right on schedule. After clocking out, she ran into Betty. Betty quietly pulled her aside. "Just now, Stella was scolded by Mr. Daldry.

She was so upset that she ended up crying." Tara was surprised. After all, Terence adored Stella, the female lead. So how could he bear to reprimand her? There hadn't been any significant mistakes tonight, had there? Betty continued, "Rumor has it that Mr. Oakley gave Stella a warning for behaving inappropriately in front of guests, which greatly displeased them." Without giving Tara a chance to say anything, Betty whispered, "At the party tonight, I saw Stella tearing up in front of Mr.

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Swain and Mr. Wilhelm. She seemed upset about them inviting many women to the party." Betty had probably been holding onto this information for a long time, so she spilled everything immediately. Noticing her eager, gossipy expression, Tara stifled a laugh before sobering. "Don't gossip about such things in the future. It's not good." If Stella found out that Betty was gossiping about her, she would undoubtedly scheme to have her fired. Betty nodded vigorously. "I told you only.

Why would Stella act like this?" She couldn't understand it at all. Tara simply replied, "She has her reasons. Now, go get some rest." It was impossible to explain to her that Stella was the female lead in the novel. In the story, she refused to give up on any of the four male leads. At the party that day, there were many of Stella's love rivals-all of them rich and beautiful.

Not only was Stella jealous, but she also felt immense insecurity, especially since her background was worlds apart from the heiresses. Her true love rival was never the original host, but the well-matched, elite women from similar backgrounds as the four male leads. Tara saw things clearly. Several bris had asked for her number that night, and she turned them down without a second thought because she understood just how important it was to be from the same world.

She might be beautiful, but she didn't have any outstanding talents. Once she left the villa, she would just be another office worker or maybe a small shop owner. Moreover, being too beautiful could attract all the wrong attention. Without the ability or luck to discern right from wrong, the willpower to resist temptation, or the strength to protect herself, that kind of beauty could easily lead her astray. It might lead her down a path she could never escape. Tara had never been fortunate.

To transmigrate as a doomed villainess, her only option was to stay far away from those powerful heirs. Even if one of them could elevate her status, she wouldn't waver. She did not trust anyone lightly. Fully aware of her ordinariness and lacking plot armor, she couldn't afford to make rash decisions.