Chapter 625

There was an automatic mahjong table placed neatly in the middle. Jessica had never played them before, and it looked like a black siege.

Robert walked in and stood in the center of the room. The light above his head poured down, and their height were different. Jessica looked up at him, she narrowed her eyes slightly, wondering if the Great Master Ferguson regarded himself as a god. He always looked arrogant, and everyone was a small potato in his hand.

In fact, in the many years Jessica had known this person, they did not have much time to talk alone.

And most of the time, he ignored her directly. At this time, he saw her in his eyes and even specially held a Hongmen banquet.

Jessica said, "Mr. Ferguson, if you want to say something, try to end it as soon as possible. I still have a daughter to take care of."

She shook the towel in her hand.

Robert glanced at her, picked up a chair, and sat down with one hand on the table.

As soon as he sat down, his stern face became clearer.