She dismissed his position as a chauffeur and pretended to not have cared about it at all.

Mrs. Jenkins narrowed her eyes and carefully looked Jack up and down.

“Yes, yes, very good," she murmured to herself. He might Look rather rugged, but he had quite pleasing features, and his eyes were filled with a quiet but unmistakable confidence. It seemed that fate had favored him greatly.

Mrs. Jenkins had been studying religion and divinity for the Last twenty years. She considered herself rather adept in reading one's destiny through their facial features.

“It looks like he isn't married yet," she muttered under her breath.