My Princess In The Golden Cage

After a week of stay in the Capital city.

(Imperial City)

After the plane landed on the ground, the clamshell-style door opened revealing a fleet of airstairs. Two rows of men dressed in black bowed their heads while the backs resembled an iron rod. Just then a tall man dressed in a dark grey suit walked out on the rave accompanied by his assistant.

The men greeted him in unison before following behind the man.

Numerous gaze followed the entourage. Few seemed curious about his identity while others seemed to be in awe at the display of wealth and power. Although he looked cold and aloof, his personality coupled with his domineering aura added to his charm which made the young ladies drool at the sight of him. He paced out towards the neatly parked rows of cars before stepping into his Mulsanne.

"Master? Where would you like to go first?" The assistant asked from the passenger seat.

"To the old mansion." He replied before getting some shut-eye.

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At the Old Mansion,

"Grandma? When will Brother Felix arrive?" A sweet voice echoed in the huge living room. The owner of the voice was an extremely fair looking lady. She was pretty, tall and had a perfect slim figure. Dressed in a white maxi dress with a slit, displayed her smooth and tender skin. This woman was a public figure and currently the most famous actress in the entertainment industry. She was named Sara and was also the youngest daughter in Langston household.

She strode towards the old woman who was sipping her tea while perching on the head seat.

The old woman seemed poised and calm unlike the lady acting like a spoiled kid. The woman mocked the young lady in disdain inwardly but remained the same on the surface as she displayed her signature smile. Replacing her polite looking smile with a pretentious one, she calmly replied "Ms. Sara, Firstly... I don't know you well enough for you to be addressing me in such an intimate manner. Secondly, I don't like it when outsiders behave intimately just to gain benefits and thirdly, I don't want my future daughter-in-law to misunderstand us but if you insist, you can address me with Old Mrs. Yazi or Chairman Yazi just like Butler Yue and others." She sounded polite on the surface but the underlying meaning beneath her words made it look otherwise. She emphasized the words 'future daughter-in-law' as a reminder for her to stop dreaming and also stated her to not latch onto their t.h.i.g.hs for benefits.

Sara looked at the Old lady in horror while gritting her teeth, she thought 'Just you wait for an old lady. Once your grandson marries me in the future, I'll surely make your life a living hell.'

With her pale face and moist eyes, she looked extremely pitiful. Glancing at the Amelia Yazi, she said in a wronged voice "Old Mrs. Yazi, I'm sorry but I really do see you as my own grandma and I really wish that you could treat me as your own granddaughter." She stood there with her trembling shoulders and pitiful sobs.

Madame Yazi caught the glimpse of her tear-stained face and felt utterly disgusted at her sight. She couldn't resist herself from criticizing her. Her face no longer had the same polite smile instead it was replaced by a cold look "Miss. Sara, please don't forget the time I treated you as one...but what did you repay us with? Betrayal...You left my grandson during our lows and climbed into another man's bed just so you could maintain your high-profile life, you decided to sell your morals and shame to people who were richer than us? Now that my grandson has unleashed his potential, You people from the Langston's thought we'll reconcile with you?" She was extremely harsh as she spoke to the lady. Her mind subconsciously drifted to the time when her eldest grandson suffered after the series of unfortunate events and her heart still ached as she recalled the incident from the past.

Listening to the harsh scoldings, her face paled to the extreme and her body stiffened. She lowered her head slightly and bit hard on her lips.

Just when the whole room was enveloped in tension, a peaceful voice resonate in the living room, "Mother? Why do you look so angry?" An elderly man walked into the living room along with his wife and son.

Sensing the weird aura in the room, his eyes roamed around and found a familiar-looking silhouette from the corner of his eyes. Turning towards the her, he sighed and called out gently "Sara? When did you arrive?" His soothing voice traveled across the room.

Raising her head she caught a glimpse of the elder man and immediately walked towards him before jumping into his embrace. "Second Uncle, I'm glad that you're here. Grandma- I mean Old Mrs.Yazi seems to have misunderstood me. She refused to believe the truth that was out ages ago. Second uncle? How am I suppose to gain back her trust?" She wept bitterly as she explained the whole story.

Mason turned around and eyed his mother who was currently fuming in anger and hatred. Sighing heavily "Mother? Why don't you believe her? It was the son of the Wen's who forced her to sleep with him and was *cough* you know what I mean."

A few years ago, an editor published an article stating the horrendous crimes committed by the Wen's which also included Sara being r.a.p.ed by the eldest son of the family. This unexpected story evoked pity and sympathy in the hearts of several men and also women.

Mason glanced at the woman sobbing pitifully in his arms and reached out to pat her back gently. His wife and son eyed the woman in his embrace and stood their silently as if they didn't exist.

Looking at her second son, Madame Yazi sighed 'He's too naive...How could he not see her intentions? This white lotus is getting better and better at acting pitiful... How I wish I could find a daughter-in-law who could slap this woman to death and at the same time strip off her filthy mask."

She always felt that her younger son was too kind and unpretentious which was a good thing but also something which concerned her since he was too gullible to fall into the web of deceit.

Mason Yazi was the second son of the household and also a well-known and respectful politician. He was known for his magnanimity and compassion for others. During the lowest times, he took over the responsibility of the household and worked hard to bring the family back to its former glory. In this era where own kin were the worst friends, people like him were rare to find. This particular nature of his helped him gain support and won the hearts of several citizens.

Sara smirked secretly before pulling herself out of his embrace. Her sight fell on his shirt filled with tears and snort which made her instantly lower her head in embarrassment. "A-Ah Second Uncle... I'm really sorry for dirtying your shirt...I-I actually-" She shuttered as she lowered her head even more and paused mid-way.

Looking at her embarrassed front, He chuckled heartily and replied "It's alright. You don't have to be embarrassed over this. Mother? Don't you think we're lucky enough to have found ourselves such a gentle and meek lady? Why don't you talk to Felix and decide on a date?" Peering at his mother, he tried to talk her out.

"Thank you for your concerning, Second uncle but I'm not interested in someone who loves to climb onto others bed...intentionally or unintentionally." Just when Amelia Yazi opened her mouth to object, another voice from the entrance traveled across the room which made them shudder in fear. The usually cold voice seemed to have dropped by a few degrees.