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★★★ At the charity ball later that evening, Darren and his entire family showed up, but Jessica and Cornell had yet to arrive. Darren sternly warned her that the consequences would not be straightforward if she caused any trouble or considered leaving the party. “Mr. Ros!!” Darren exclaimed cheerfully and hugged Ros. “I was looking for you as soon as I entered.” “So did I," Tenant Ros replied, casting a glance over Darren's shoulder in search of Jessica, the only person who had cajoled him to attend this charity ball. “Jessica, my beautiful daughter, is on her way.” As soon as Darren saw Tenant's impatience on his face, he said, "She was taking her time to pick the dress and told us she will be here soon.” “I am not in a hurry, Mr. Lawrence,” Tenant said in a casual tone and proceed to the bar. Darren immediately turned to Stefen and asked gritting his teeth, “Where is Jessica? Call her! Mr. Tenant is waiting for her.” “Don't cause a scene, Dad, please. She'll come when she has
★★★ “Rilika, how could your parents have permitted her to attend this gathering? She long since let go of her shame, and I have to say that she now harbors some resentment towards you,” one of Rilika’s friends whispered near Rilika's ear while their eyes followed how Jessica walked forward haughtily. “We are not of the same blood as her. In order for her to find a husband, our father thought that she needed to have some sort of social standing,” Rilika grumbled, envious of Jessica's high standards, which had overshadowed her beauty. And it was extremely intolerable for Rilika to stand against. “Marriage! Haha! Men are not fools to fall for beauty while ignoring the seed of another man next to her unless it is an elderly man on his deathbed who only needed some temporary pleasure.” Rilika, hearing them finally felt a little satisfaction in her sour heart. No matter how beautiful Jessica looked, the perception of people would remain on their feet regarding her. “Jessica,” Darren sho
★★The blue veins in his forehead throbbed as Liam leaped out of his chair and made his way to Jessica and Mr. Ros. He was in the worst possible mood and wanted to break some bones.With amusement on his lips, Cornell observed this.“My sweet pie, you are a witty person. If you make me happy, everything will be yours," Mr. Ros said, putting his hand on Jessica's neck. This time, Mr. Ros flinched as Jessica seized his hand and dug her nails into his fingers.Jessica said, “Don’t yelp, people are looking at us. Money jokes never sit well with me. I won't settle for less. Before we get married, you can either give me fifty percent, or you can expect kicks in the balls the following time I see such greed in your trash eyes.”Gritting his teeth Ros uttered profanity, “You are not a woman with purity. Furthermore, your son is the offspring of an unidentified person. Do not look up to yourself as Queen when you know you were fucked as a whore in a one-night stand.”In a fit of rage, Je
★★★ Only the blue diamond remained, the auction had reached its conclusion. And as a result, people began to increase their bids to obtain it. “70 lakh.” “89 lakh.” “5 cr.” “This stunning, rare diamond is justified at 5cr. However, don't let go of this too quickly. Increase your bid," the event manager chimed. “10 cr,” Jessica shouted, surprising people. Their head swung at her and horror instantly engulfed their thoughts. When they discovered who had placed the highest bid for the diamond, a sneer immediately swept through their minds. Darren's brows furrowed in annoyance at his daughter's petty drama. Jessica must refrain from telling such a lie in front of this sizable crowd just to attract attention. He wouldn't spend money on that diamond. “Miss Lawrence, you have good eyes for this diamond,” the event manager praised. “10 cr, one. 10 cr, two.” “30 cr.” Someone in the crowd raised the amount on the diamond. The tension between people was palpable. Who envisioned that di
★★ Jessica tugged the wet hairs behind her ears, particularly the pieces of strands that were clinging to her face. She was upset because she had nothing to dry off the water on her hands and neck. “I truly apologize for damaging your car seat, Sir,” said Jessica. She caught a fleeting glimpse of Liam out of the corner of her eye as he was gazing out the window. “Money can fix anything,” Liam remarked and shifted his eyes back to Jessica, “I wondered what caused you to choose to walk rather than ride your car on such a night.” “I am going to my friend's house. And I send my son back home with the car. Technically I am not lucky today,” Jessica said, but instead of looking into his eyes, she kept her gaze down. She also did not move much on the seat and maintained a straight posture. Liam took note of her agitated demeanor as well as the redness on the tip of her nose. Her full, red lips and her flawless skin both sparkled with water droplets. Her hair was tangled around her neck,
★★★“Have you wished to find his father?” Monica asked as her hand went to Jessica and tapped on her shoulder.“I haven't given that much thought, and I don't know if my son will need it in the future, but given the norm of society, if we ever get the chance to meet, I would definitely tell him about Cornell,” said Jessica tipsily as she drank the whisky in her hand all at once.“Don't ruin my place. I'm having a hard time beautifying my life and this house. Fortunately, my boss did not request to report this torrential downpour tonight. Sigh! My life as a reporter stinks,” Monica shouted, overly drunk with Jessica.“A toast to our life... Hahaha! Do you know who drove me here, by the way?” Jessica raised a question with a light smile on her face, but if she was not intoxicated it would be made her think twice about her choice of question.“Arthur, your smoking hot ex-boyfriend,” Monica curiously replied, placing her glass down on the table. Leaning her body forward Monica seized
★★★ The next morning, Jessica and Cornell went back to Lawrence Manor after Jessica's stepmother had called her in the early hours of the morning to let her know she had been urgently summoned. According to her betting, Mr. Ros might have informed her father about what she did to him. Jessica was less concerned about the situation, but she had to follow orders until her father gave her the property that had been given to her mother by the late senior Lawrence. She also hadn't destroyed her beloved step-sister yet, who was preparing to get married. How on earth could she leave her alone? Jessica was aware of the fact that Rilika adored Liam Grey dearly. She only needed to spark a fire within them. Jessica was adamant about taking work, status, money, and class from Rilika. Eva was seated in the hallway with her aristocratic group of friends, chatting about something, when Cornell entered the room before Jessica. Jessica and her son inspired them to cause a commotion while having t
★★★ “Would you kindly inform him that Miss Rilika has arrived to meet him?" Rilika asked the receptionist. She could only hope for the opportunity to meet him. Rilika was terrified that her current state would cause her to lose control of everything she was holding. After their conversation in the restaurant, he completely ignored her. “Madam, I am not in a position to deny you; rather, everything I said had been told to us, and not only you, but no one would allow you to meet the boss today," the receptionist said politely before returning her attention to the work she needed to finish by the evening. But the next second she jumped up when a loud slap was slammed on her desk. “Madam!” the receptionist exclaimed. "I am at my limit in terms of strength to accept a refusal. If there are no changes you can make to get me to see him, I need his fucking phone number,” Rilika shouted hysterically, which attracted the attention of many employees. They were interested in finding out mor