Chapter 5 Better Not Mess with Me

"Get Justin in here."

"On it."

The servant called in the assistant, Justin Chabon.

"Mr. Flynn."

"Dig up everything on Reese. I mean everything, even the tiniest detail."

Malcolm had a gut feeling that Reese wasn't just some ordinary girl.

When Justin came in earlier, he had taken a quick look at Reese chilling in the living room. Her look and vibe were kinda hard to pin down.

What was there to dig up about a girl like her? Word was she came from the sticks.

"Mr. Aiden Flynn picked her, so she should be cool, right?"

Malcolm started unbuttoning his sleeves, his voice getting deeper and his eyes narrowing.

"If she was just some nobody, would a few stitches show that someone tried to mess me up on purpose?"

Justin was taken aback, "Wait, you mean she noticed something about your leg?"

"Get moving and find out!"

Reese had just come downstairs and was heading to Aiden's room when a voice called out to her.

"Hey... you Malcolm's new wife?"

Reese turned around to see a girl, maybe twenty, rocking some limited edition threads and looking pretty high-class. She had this trendy double bun hairstyle, flawless skin, and looked a lot like Malcolm, so definitely family.

The Flynn family had those good genes, no doubt.

But the way she was eyeing Reese was full of attitude.

Jason had made sure Alyssa Flynn was around. Alyssa had been spoiled by Aiden since she was a kid and couldn't handle any sass. She had a nasty temper, and in this house, only Malcolm could keep her in check. Even Aiden didn't mess with her.

Reese smirked a bit. "And you are...?"

Alyssa gave a little cough, her eyes full of arrogance.

"I'm Alyssa, Malcolm's favorite sister. Just a heads up, don't think marrying into the Flynn family means you can start acting all high and mighty. You ain't got nothing."

As she spoke, she looked Reese up and down, clearly unimpressed.

"And since you're part of the Flynn family now, you gotta represent us right. Seriously, what's with that outfit? Who even wears floral prints anymore? It's hideous. Mr. Tartt, take her to my room."

Jason was secretly thrilled. "Yes, ma'am."

He knew it. Reese was all bark and no bite. As the Flynn family butler, even Malcolm never talked to him like that.

Alyssa was the perfect one to put her in her place. Reese had been all sassy earlier, but now she was too scared to say a word.

He stepped forward, raising his voice on purpose, "Let's go."

Reese's clear eyes locked onto him, her voice steady and unyielding.

"Why should I listen to you?"

Alyssa stared at Reese, a bit taken aback.

"I'm Miss Flynn of this house. Why shouldn't you listen to me? Plus, your outfit might freak Malcolm out. Can you handle that?"

With that, Alyssa turned and barked orders.

"Mr. Tartt, get a couple of people to help her."

Jason was already feeling smug. Alyssa was a force to be reckoned with in the Flynn family. No matter how much Reese resisted, she couldn't stand up to Alyssa.

But he still played the part, acting hesitant as he spoke to Alyssa.

"But Miss Alyssa Flynn, if Mr. Malcolm Flynn asks..."

"Never mind, I'll take the heat if anything happens. Besides, Malcolm adores me. He wouldn't scold me over some outsider. Now hurry up..."

Jason had been waiting for this. He quickly ordered two servants to step forward. Reese frowned, a flicker of impatience in her eyes.

"I'm warning you, don't touch me."

For some reason, the two servants actually froze and didn't dare move.

Alyssa felt a bit humiliated. Two servants scared by this woman? She rolled up her sleeves and shoved the servants aside.

"Useless idiots, I'll handle this myself!"