After Kayla thanked Luca, Jara dismissed her. Then, he requested Uncle Poick to bring them a cup of tea as he continued to chat with Luca. In the evening that day. Jara and Luca walked out of the reception room together. When Jara walked him to the door, he said, "Mr. Marsh, since you have something to do, I won't keep you for dinner. We'll talk in detail next time when we have time." With a nod, Luca seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly, he added. "Jara, the young lady earlier... If possible, I hope you can do me a favor and treat her well." Hearing that, Jara raised his eyebrows. Obviously, if these words were said by a guest, it would be a bit abrupt and impolite. However, Jara didn't ask anything and just nodded with a smile. "Since it's your wish, of course, I'm obliged to do it." Hearing that, Luca was stunned. After glancing at him deeply, he turned around and left without saying anything. Soon, the car di
Jara took the towel and wiped the sweat off his head. He then took a big gulp of water before leading Quan out. However, as soon as he walked to the door of the boxing hall, someone with a petite figure suddenly rushed to him, blocking his way. "Jara, I have something to say to you." Looking at Kayla who had suddenly appeared, he frowned. Annoyedness rose from the bottom of his heart, but when he thought of something, surprisingly, he did not chase her away. Instead, he said in a low voice, "Come here." After that, they head to the lounge next door. As Kayla stood behind him and looked at his back, she bit her lips and followed him. In the lounge. The atmosphere was a little cold as usual. Sitting on a leather sofa, Jara looked at Kayla, who came in with her head lowered. Seeing that, Quan left without making a sound and had even closed the door for them. Then, Jara began. "Go ahead, what's the matter?" Before
However, why would Jara listen to her? With a sullen face, he pushed the wheelchair. As Emmeline was injured, it was hard for her to resist. Besides, she didn't want to fall from the wheelchair just for the sake of fighting back. It was not worth getting hurt again. Therefore, she could only let him pushed her away. At that moment, she was bent out of shape, and her breathing became rapid. Clenching her teeth, she cursed, "Jara, you're such a f*cking b*st*rd!" Despite being sworn at, Jara wasn't infuriated at all. On the contrary, he kept a straight face while pushing her all the way back to the main building. After entering the hall, he carried her from the wheelchair and walked to the bedroom upstairs. Emmeline was shocked. Feeling nervous, she began to struggle. "Why did you bring me here? Let go of me!" Ignoring her rebel, Jara remained silent and carried her to the bedroom. Then, he slammed the door shut with his feet and walke
Suddenly, Jara stood up, let go of Emmeline, and shouted, "Uncle Poick!" Right away, Uncle Poick entered the room. With a pair of icy-cold eyes, Jara glanced at Emmeline, who was still sitting on the bed. "Send Miss Illington back." "Yes, Mr. Holland." After that, Uncle Poick sent Emmeline back. As Jara and Emmeline were upset, they parted in discord. Even though Jara was enraged, Emmeline wasn't in a good mood either. At first, she was thrilled after blurting those words. It was as if she had vented out all her pent-up anger at once. However, as soon as she saw his sad expression, she was heartbroken. Thinking about that, Emmeline raised her hand and touched her chest. At that moment, she felt that as if a small knife had stabbed into her heart so deeply that it bled, and her face turned pale. On the other side, after Emmeline left, Jara vigorously kicked the sofa beside his bed before he walked out of the r
Jara would never forget the way Emmeline looked at him at that moment. Before that incident, she loved him as much as she loved her own life, while after that incident, she regarded him as a lifelong enemy. When she looked at him before, her eyes would be glimmering with happiness. After that incident, she would only look at him with eyes full of rage and hatred. In his life, he would never forget that cold, emotionless gaze of hers, and he never wanted to see that again. Suddenly, Jara's hand softened. With that, Kayla fell onto the sofa. Right away, she held her throat and began to cough violently. Jara looked at her coldly. Without any warmth in his eyes, he stared at Kayla's body. At the same time, Kayla felt that as if a knife was pointing at her back. At that moment, she was afraid to look straight into his eyes. Hence, while crouching, she faced her back toward him. Deep down, she had a bad feeling that this time, she might b
When he glanced at her, he suddenly remembered where that familiar feeling came from. Luca Marsh was the chairman of the Ostana Chamber of Commerce and the current patriarch of the Marsh family. Once, he had a wife that died eight years ago due to illness. Surprisingly, Kayla's appearance was similar to hers. As Jara discovered that, he started to investigate in secret. At first, he was not expecting any shocking fact, but through the investigation, he found that Luca's wife was also from Ascijan. The Marsh family and Jara had business dealings with each other, so they were quite close. However, in recent years, due to some variations in their power and influence, both of their standpoints began to differ. Currently, their business relationship was more like enemies than friends. Even so, since they had known each other very well, they apparently were still getting along well with each other. However, Jara knew that it was just a matter of time
"If she cares, I will give up and stop having any delusions about you again." Kayla answered firmly. To that, Jara nodded his head. "Okay, keep your words." After that, he got up from the sofa. "From today onward, I will send someone to teach you. Please learn attentively, because what you learn will be very useful when you are with Luca in the future. As for the other preparations, you don't have to worry about it." Upon finishing his words, he walked out. As Kayla watched him leave heartlessly, her heart sank. Even though she had agreed to his request, she was still hopeful toward him. With that, she suddenly asked, "Jara! Can I ask you another question?" At once, Jara halted his footsteps. With a faint creased between his brows, he turned back to look at her. "Ask away." While fighting back her tears, Kayla asked, "When you think of sending me to Mr. Marsh's side, don't you worry that I will betray you someday?"
Jara didn't respond to her. With a pair of dark eyes, he quietly looked at Emmeline. Annoyed, Emmeline reached out her hand and pushed him away. "Go away! Don't disturb my sleep." By doing that, she thought that Jara would be irritated, but unexpectedly, he giggled softly. His low, husky voice that was full of evil charm sounded, and his warm breath puffed on her ear. "So, this is how you look like when you're jealous." Once again, his arm reached out to her body. However, this time, he did not rest his arm on her waist. Instead, he gently pinched her small and smooth earlobes with his fingertips. "Just now, after you left, I went to see Kayla again." Emmeline's body froze. Although she looked like she was unwilling to talk to him, in fact, she had quietly pricked up her ears. Not knowing whether Jara noticed her strangeness, she continued to listen as he spoke casually, "After a period of time, I'll send her away, and she'll