Justin walked in with a stern face. He was not happy to see Jessica at all. Sitting in her chair, Jessica raised her eyebrows and asked, "Mr. Thomas, what do I owe you?" "It has only been a few months since we last met, yet you have already forgotten all the rules of the Thomas family. You didn't even serve me any coffee." Jessica chuckled when she heard what Justin said. "This place is not a café. If you want any coffee, you should go to Starbucks. There happens to be one nearby. Go downstairs, turn left, and walk 200 meters. You'll see it. Coffee is served there." "Jessica! You have no respect for your elders, and you have no proper manners at all. You have been disgracing the Thomas family out there. I'm gonna..." "Mr. Thomas, you seem to have forgotten that I've already divorced Lucas." Jessica's lips curled up when she spoke, yet her eyes weren't smiling at all. "This is my workplace. If you have nothing specific to say, please leave now. If you do, please say it bl
When Olivia's friend came to her senses, she asked the waiter to bring her a towel. The mango juice on Olivia's face flowed down her neck and soaked her sweater. Olivia stood there, looking extremely miserable. Only then did Jessica let go of her hand. "If you don't want to continue embarrassing yourself, I advise you to leave now." Olivia's eyes were red from anger, but looking at mango juice—sodden hair and clothes, she could only grit her teeth and leave with her friend. As soon as Olivia left, Hannah said, "What's wrong with her? Trying to throw juice on people's face?" Jessica had been through this many times in the past. She was quite familiar with Olivia's routine. Jessica glanced at Olivia and her friend and looked back at Hannah. "Who knows?" People at the next table filmed the whole thing. Jessica knew about it when she and Hannah were in the Mona club. The lights were dazzling and the music was deafening. Hannah took a look at her phone and chuckled. "Hey,
After getting Jessica's number, Keith returned to his seat. He gazed at the number on his phone. A girl next to him wanted to start a conversation with him, but Keith's cold face was saying no to her. Keith was at a class party. But he was dragged here, not of his own free will. Everybody could see it. Keith stared at the number on the phone for a while. He decided to send a message over. To Keith's surprise, he received a call just after he sent it. He got up and left the bar to take the call. "Hi, you haven't told me your name." "I don't know you are hitting on girls in the club. Good for you." Hearing the voice on the other side of the phone, Keith was thunderstruck. "Cousin Terry?" Terry snorted, "You recognize me! Tell me, which girl are you hitting on?" Then, Keith told Terry what had just happened in embarrassment. And he didn't forget to add in the end. "It's my first time asking for a girl's number." But he never knew that the number he got was his own co
Terry glanced at the man's slippers and frowned. "I was wondering if this man and Ms. Hall had a good relationship." Jessica smiled and turned to the kitchen, pouring two cups of coffee. She said, "I'm sorry to bother you, Mr. Davison." She hadn't expected Keith to call so soon. Terry took the cup. "It's okay. You're my future girlfriend, and I don't mind using my rights in advance." He paused for a moment. "Don't worry. It's okay. I'm even glad about it." Terry had his coffee and said he had to go. Jessica slumped back on the couch. She saw the door that Terry had closed and raised an eyebrow. A moment later, she walked into her room. Terry was actually a very genteel man. Jessica took a shower and sent a text message to Hannah. After that, she turned off the light and fell into a deep sleep. The next day, Jessica woke up before the alarm went off. The bedroom was pitch black. She glanced at the curtains and found it was still dark. It was not yet dawn. Jessic
Hannah sent a few more texts to Jessica, but Jessica didn't reply. The trending topic that Terry went to Jessica's place last night only existed for a few hours before it was deleted. However, many people saw it. The upper class people in LA were talking about whether Terry and Jessica were in a relationship or not. When it came to Jessica and Terry, Lucas was inevitably mentioned. Lucas had some connection with them all. One was his ex—wife, while the other was his rival. "Jessica is so amazing. It's only been six months since she and Mr. Thomas divorced, right? Honestly, I'm a little jealous." "As much as I'd like to say Terry is a playboy, I'm also a little jealous after I think about Terry and the Davidson family behind him." Two luxuriously dressed women were chatting in the hallway outside the restroom. Lucas overheard their conversation. He lit a cigarette in annoyance and turned to leave. He walked into the booth and grabbed his coat from the seat. "Excuse
Today's road condition was not bad. Within 25 minutes, Jessica arrived at the entrance of the hotel. When Jessica and Wendy arrived at the door of the private box, there were still two minutes before the appointed time. The waiter pushed the door open and Jessica walked inside. "Mr. Gordon, Mr. Berlinge, I am Jessica, the manager of the Hall Group Los Angeles branch. Mr. Bell has something to do today, so he asked me to talk to you. There was a bit of traffic on the road, so I came late. I hope you don't mind it." Hearing Jessica's words, Bryan and Robert had different facial expressions. Bryan was somewhat dissatisfied, but Robert didn't take that to heart. Robert smiled and invited Jessica to her seat. After sitting down, Bryan and Robert looked at each other. Bryan's facial expression returned to normal. Bryan said, "Ms. Hall, you are too polite. We agreed to meet at half—past six. You are not late. We came early." Jessica smiled and said, "It's getting late. You must
Wendy supported Jessica from behind and asked, "Ms. Hall, are you all right?" Jessica shook her head and said, "I am still sober. I'll go to the restroom to wash my face." Wendy said, "I'll go with you." Jessica turned back to look at Wendy and smiled, saying, "Thanks. I can go to the restroom by myself. Go call a chauffeur." Since both Jessica and Wendy drank wine, they could not drive. Seeing Jessica was doing fine except for occasional unsteadiness when walking, Wendy did not insist on accompanying Jessica to the restroom. Wendy nodded and said, "Okay. I'll call a chauffeur." "OK," Jessica answered. Jessica looked up at the sign and walked step by step to the restroom in her high heels. This wine had such a strong effect. Fortunately, the restroom was not far away. The waitress told Jessica to turn around the corner and the restroom would be there. "I'm sorry." Jessica bumped into someone on the corner. She immediately became much more clear—headed. Jessica loo
Terry raised his eyebrows slightly and took a deep look at Jessica without asking anything. Seeing that Jessica wasn't in a good mood, Wendy couldn't help but walk to her side. "Miss Hall, are you feeling unwell?" Hearing her words, Jessica withdrew her thoughts and shook her head. "No." Jessica caught a glimpse of Terry and smiled. "Mr. Davison, are you also waiting for your driver?" Terry looked at Jessica's almond—shaped eyes, and his brown eyes lit up. "I'm staying by your side." Jessica laughed, "I didn't expect that you would have such a hobby." Terry looked at her with a faint smile. "My hobby is you, Miss Hall. You should know that." Jessica looked at him and withdrew her smile without answering. At this time, the driver had arrived. Jessica glanced at Terry and said, "Mr. Davison, I'm going home." As she spoke, she walked to the back seat of the car and got in the car. Wendy watched as Jessica's car slowly drove away before she got into her own car and l
Jessica was strolling in the garden downstairs of the hospital, where a young mother was playing soccer with a little boy.The football rolled up to her. Jessica picked it up and watched as the little boy ran over."Miss Pretty."What a sweet little boy! Calling her pretty though it was the first time they met.Jessica raised a brow. "Aren't you a cutie pie?"She spoke as she handed the football back to the little boy.Just then, Lucas returned with an ice cream in his hand. The little boy licked his lips while watching from a distance.Jessica found it amusing and waved at the little boy, saying, "Come here."The little boy obediently ran over holding the football and said, "Miss Pretty.""Wanna eat ice cream, huh?"The little boy nodded and then shook his head. "No."Although he said "no", his eyes betrayed him.Jessica clicked her tongue and asked again, "You sure?"The little boy didn't say anything this time, only swallowing hard.Jessica pointed to Lucas beside her and said, "If
The two walked to a nearby restaurant for lunch. On the way back, they stopped at the zebra crossing to wait for the light. The interval was a bit long, about 100 seconds. "How about playing a little game?" Jessica was curious. "What kinda game?" "Guess whether the number of the white stripes on this zebra crossing is odd or even." Jessica instinctively glanced down and asked, "Is there a reward if I win?" "Sure." Jessica arched her brow and said, "Then what if I lose?" "When we cross the street, you're gonna give me a kiss." Jessica looked up at Lucas, figuring it was indeed something he could come up with. She shot a glance at the zebra crossing and said, "I guess it's even." "Then I guess it's odd." While they were talking, the red light across the street turned green. They exchanged a glance and both silently counted the white stripes. "11, 12, 13, 14, 15—" Once they crossed over, Jessica announced triumphantly, "And the last one, 16! It is an even number. You lost, L
Jessica was shocked by what Wendy had said. Five years ago, it could be said to be a farce. But if Oscar did have something to do with Justin's death, it was murder. Jessica realized how serious the whole thing was. She had instructed Wendy to gather more evidence and then hurriedly returned home. Jessica finished reading the report Wendy had given her, and she felt that Wendy's guess was reasonable. For the sake of certainty, Jessica called Wendy, asking her to share the report with Vincent. Jessica sat in the living room, carefully thinking about the whole thing. She always felt that Luna wanted to marry Lucas simply for the sake of the wealth of the Thomas family. Unlike Oscar, Luna wouldn't have gone as far as murdering. Luna wouldn't risk going into prison. If she did end up in prison, she wouldn't be able to enjoy a luxurious life. Therefore, it was very likely that Luna had been used by Oscar. When Jessica thought of t
Jessica took out a small box from the drawer and there was a necklace inside. It was the necklace that Jessica found when she returned to that room five years ago. She had always thought it was Lucas'. Yet she later learned it belonged to Terry. Ever since she found out that the necklace was Terry's, she had never brought it with her anymore. She kept it in the box. Now that she looked at the necklace and had a new doubt. Why would Terry's necklace appear in that room? She checked the time before she called Terry. Terry was very happy when he received Jessica's call. She rarely took the initiative to call him. Jessica invited him out for dinner, and the two of them arrived at a steakhouse not far from the Hall Group. When Terry arrived, Jessica was already sitting in the reserved seat. He looked at Jessica's back, and a feeling of longing surged in his heart. He quickly walked over and looked at Jessica with a smile. "
Oscar stood up and walked to Lucas' table. "When I become the CEO of Thomas Group, I'd love to arrange some new work for you." "Is that so?" Lucas sneered. "Get this project done first. As far as I know, there were casualties in your first joint project with the Davison Group. If Terry weren't that eager to go against me, he wouldn't have given any project to someone like you who has no competence at all." Oscar was utterly irritated. He hated it when others said that he had no competence at all. However, Lucas was now the CEO of the Thomas Group. If he beat Lucas now, Lucas would directly drive him out of the company. He had not gotten the Thomas Group yet, so he could not make a move driven by impulse. Yet the contempt in Lucas' eyes was like a sharp knife, stabbing at his sore point. Oscar took a step back, looked at Lucas, and sneered after taking a deep breath. He said, "Have a good time now. You don't get everything. If
Although Terry rejected Oscar's request, he did give Oscar some new projects. However, compared to the projects in the northland, these projects were really not enough. In the recent company executive meeting, the number of people supporting Oscar had obviously decreased, and even the executive who had a relationship with Louis lost his confidence in Oscar. This made Oscar even more annoyed. He called Terry again. He had to reach Jessica through Terry. "If you don't help me, I will go to the Hall Group myself. It's not like I don't know what she looks like," Oscar said bitterly. "If you go to her, I will immediately suspend all the cooperation with you." Jessica was Terry's bottom line. Terry wouldn't make any compromise. After hanging up the phone, Oscar angrily pushed everything on the table to the ground, and then slammed the coffee cup. The sound of the cup shattering came from his office. Oscar sat in his chair wi
Jessica looked at Lucas. For the first time, Jessica didn't feel offended by Lucas' indifferent attitude. All of a sudden, she seemed to have understood what his attitude was about. She understood that his attitude was just a disguise. In the past, Jessica thought it was his arrogance. After all, he seemed to have owned the whole world back then. "I didn't expect that," Jessica said calmly. "I never wanted anyone to replace you. It's just I hate it when others are plotting against my family. I believe you feel the same." "Then what is this conversation about?" Lucas felt bitter. Even his voice became hoarse. "I don't think you need me to teach you what to do. You are not a person who will willingly accept failure." Jessica paused for a moment before she spoke. "But I have to accept it when it comes to you," Lucas said peacefully. The arrogant man finally admitted his failure in love. Jessica didn't feel the pleasure of revenge at al
Jessica was confused, but she didn't call Terry directly. She knew that if she called Terry, he would immediately tell her what his relationship with Oscar was. But now, she didn't know if she could believe what Terry would say. After getting off work, Jessica and Hannah came to Mona's nightclub together. Caesar and Lance were there today. The few of them chatted together. Jessica had to drive back by herself, so she only ordered a glass of alcohol-free juice. "Jessica, that Oscar seems very active recently. Do you know him?" No one from the Thomas Group and Thomas family had appeared in their topic for a long time, and after Caesar asked this question, the others all stared at Jessica. "To be honest, I didn't know this person before," Jessica shrugged. "Lucas' father has been living outside and he has a child. That's all I know." Jessica wasn't lying. She felt that Olivia and Rebecca should know something, but they wou
Oscar knew that Lucas would definitely look down on him, but he did not care. With the help of Louis, he had already obtained a management position in the Thomas Group. "How is it, Oscar?" Louis followed Oscar to his office. Every time he saw his kid with Amanda, he felt proud. Louis found himself useful. He just helped his son get a position. Oscar turned to look at Louis, and the corners of his mouth curled into a self-mocking smile. "Dad, you have to know that the entire Thomas Group will finally fall into our grip." "What are you talking about, Oscar!" Louis panicked when he heard that. He then hurriedly looked around to see if anyone was listening. "Dad, what are you nervous about? You are grandpa's only son. The Thomas Group should have been yours." "That may be true, but the Thomas Group is in your brother's hands now," Louis said awkwardly. Louis wanted to make money, but he also knew he was not capable enough to run the Tho