"Are you surprised?" Terry raised his eyebrows and showed Jessica the takeaway warm milk. "You won't let me drink with you in the middle of the night, and you won't let me make you coffee in the morning either. Maybe we can have a midnight snack." Jessica was already hungry, and as soon as she lowered her head, she smelled the aroma of milk. She wanted to refuse, but her stomach growled and betrayed her. The sound gave the answer on her behalf. This was the first time Jessica felt so embarrassed. "Thank you," she said. If she insisted on saying no, she was being ungrateful. As she spoke, she moved sideways to let Terry in. However, Terry just put the milk on the porch beside him and said, "Drink it and sleep early." Then he paused and his brown eyes smiled. "Good night, my future girlfriend." With that, Terry waved her goodbye, then turned around and walked off into the corridor. Jessica was a little surprised. She watched until Terry disappeared around the corner.
Jessica started the car and drove to the Hall Group. At nine o'clock when she arrived, the meeting room was already stuffed. Jessica walked in her high heels and pushed the door open. Megan looked up at her with an unhappy expression and said, "Jessica is here. Let's begin." Jessica did not mind it. She was indeed late no matter what excuses she may have. Today's topic was the compensation for Spring Valley Village. Jessica was in charge of the project last night, and everyone could imagine the outcome. Although the negotiations didn't fail, the two representatives did not look very good when they left. That's why Megan picked on Jessica early in the morning. Jessica was never a pushover. As soon as Megan finished speaking with a cold face, she immediately said, "Mr. Bell, what you said is wrong. I have read the details of the compensation. For the sake of the amusement park, it is indeed not easy to avoid them for the project. "But early in February, the headquarters
Morgan laughed, "You should live Hannah's life. I'm not too old to earn money yet." Jessica snorted, "But I like to earn money." Jessica was not lying. When she was young, Morgan was afraid that she would be kidnapped, so the family of three lived in an ordinary house. In the eyes of her classmates, Jessica and her family were ordinary. Although Jessica had a lot of money when she was young, she did not earn it herself. Moreover, it was very strange for a girl coming from an ordinary family to have so much money. Later, to take it as a matter of course, she sold roses in the winter and summer vacation to earn money. She was beautiful and persuasive. Every night, she could sell dozens of roses. When she was in junior high school, she asked her uncle to send her a lot of beautiful clothes from New York. After school on Friday, she would set up a stall on the street near the school. At that time, Hannah had been following her, and the two managed to earn tens of thousan
The man, dressed in a suit, was about forty or fifty years old. But as a man of his age, he was still of proportional built. The watch on his wrist was a classic and limited model of Vacheron Constantin. There were only ten worldwide, and it was priced at more than 1 million dollars. Olivia said in disgust, "I don't know him. Maybe he is Jessica's sugar daddy. Jessica is rich now. She just said that 400,000 meant nothing to her..." "Does your brother know about it?" Trissy's words reminded Olivia of something. She fished out her phone quickly to take a few photos. "My brother doesn't know yet. I will tell him now!" Trissy averted her gaze onto Olivia and frowned slightly. "But Lucas divorced her. Your brother probably doesn't want to know about it." After that, Trissy added, "After all, Jessica was once Lucas' wife. It's better not to spread this out. Let's keep it a secret. If somebody else knows about it, it will disgrace her and the Thomas family too." Olivia though
Jessica sat up and drew back the curtains. The sky was not bright yet, and a tinge of light orange could be seen on the horizon. Jessica narrowed her eyes slightly and grabbed a sweater and put it on. Then, she wore a pair of soft, fluffy slippers and shuffled into the bathroom. After that, she turned on the speakerphone. "Many Instagram users have uploaded photos of us when we went out for dinner last night. In these picture, you and uncle Hall are holding hands. The people we met yesterday were none other than Olivia and Trissy. It's either Olivia or Trissy who took these photos." Jessica was brushing her teeth and didn't have time to respond. She just gave a vague answer. Hannah was just an onlooker in the beginning. She did not expect such a funny gossip about them early in the morning. The screenshots were sent to Hannah by Mona. Both of them were all killing themselves laughing. The person who spread the rumor that Jessica was kept by her father was a "talent". "Do
After lunch, Morgan and Jessica left the private room. Morgan still looked sullen. Jessica held his hand and said with a smile, "Dad, don't be so upset, please!" Morgan looked down at his beloved daughter and forced a smile. Seeing that, Jessica couldn't help but laugh. "It's such a fake smile." Then, Morgan was truly amused. "What can I say? At school, you would take revenge if someone bullied you. You have grown up but lost your spirits. Whatever you do, I'll protect you." Hearing Morgan's words, Jessica stopped smiling. "I'm an adult now. Of course, I can't be as impulsive as before." Morgan thought of the past. He started talking about Jessica's unruly life at school. As he spoke, Morgan forgot about the matter that made him upset. The father and daughter chatted happily. Jessica was still holding Morgan's hand. From a distance, they looked very intimate. People who knew them would compliment their good relationship. However, people who didn't know them might mis
Morgan was the CEO of the Hall's Group. Consequently, he was busy the whole day. It wasn't easy for him to ask his secretary to save a day to come over to LA to see his precious daughter, but he didn't expect that such a thing would happen. Morgan still had an important dinner party tomorrow, so he had to go back to New York tonight. Otherwise, he would wait for Wendy to find out where the so—called "Sugar Daddy" rumor came from and then take Jessica to find the one who spread the rumor. Jessica had a business dinner tonight, so she couldn't send Morgan to the airport. Before Morgan left, he repeatedly asked Wendy to tell him at the first moment as soon as Wendy found out who started the rumor. Jessica promised again before Morgan got into the nanny van. After sending Morgan to the car, Jessica got into Wendy's car and was ready to go to the business dinner tonight. The winter was still cold in LA at the beginning of April, and the wind at night was a little fierce.
Jessica hadn't even finished speaking when a familiar male voice came from the side. Terry walked over to her. His brownish eyes curved slightly as he looked at Cedrick. "I'll pay one billion and I'll take her away, Mr. White." Jessica had been in the hall for more than ten minutes, but she hadn't met Terry. She thought that he hadn't come tonight. She didn't expect to meet him at this time. Cedrick could not afford to offend Terry, so he gritted his teeth and looked at Jessica before turning to leave resentfully. Jessica tilted her head and glanced at Terry. She raised her glass and smiled. "Thank you." "My pleasure." Terry raised his glass and lightly clinked it against the edge of hers, looking at her wryly. Terry took a sip of red wine. "Miss Hall, you seem to be in a good mood today." Jessica looked at him and raised her eyebrows slightly. "Kind of." After all, nothing particularly bad happened recently except for the rumors. However, Jessica would never allow
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