Regrt 187

Chapter 187

His eyes flickered slightly, looking ahead. “Yeah.”

“Why not call the police then?”

“Silly.” Jack smiled. “Do you think the person celebrating her 80th birthday today would agree to me calling the police? Sometimes, achieving the same result can be done in different ways.”

His words were profound and difficult to fathom.

I looked at him unexpectedly and laughed. “Jack, I think you’re different from the Jack I knew before.”

“How come?” He paused for a moment, looking at me. “Or… do you not like me this way?”

“No!” I immediately denied, praising him. “I think you’re even more capable and smart than the Jack I knew before. I really admire how thorough you are in your considerations.”

People like him and me had no one else to rely on.

The only person we could rely on was ourselves.

Moreover, he was in the wolf’s den of the Renolds family. If he didn’t consider things thoroughly, he would only end up dead.

He looked stunned for a moment, his eyes slightly brightened. “Really?”

“Of course.” I nodded earnestly.

I don’t know if it’s just my imagination, but he seemed to let out a silent sigh of relief, visibly relaxing a bit

It’s as if my question just now made him nervous.

Upon entering the banquet hall of the Renolds family, I realized that today’s guests included not only the upper–class circles of Jelaston but also some unfamiliar faces.

Jack helped me fetch some food from the buffet table. “I need to go out for a while. Rest here, and call me if you need anything.”

“Okay.”

I smiled faintly and took the Western food plate from him.

Inside the banquet hall, amidst the mingling of glasses and conversations, someone–like me, with low presence, could just slip by unnoticed.

After eating for a short while, I got up to go to the restroom. When I came out, I saw Jessica being blocked by a wealthy heiress and unable to leave..

Could a bitch encounter a more domineering player too?

I simply stood at the corner and didn’t approach, to avoid unnecessary trouble.

The wealthy heiress, dressed in an outfit worth at least seven figures and around 23 or 24 years old, had a confident air about her delicate face. “Hey, you’re Ryan’s wife who’s been hidden away for over three years, right?”

I had originally just wanted to watch the drama unfold, but I ended up feeling a pang in my heart.

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Unexpectedly, without hesitation, Jessica lifted her chin proudly. “Yes, it’s me. What about it?”

She probably had never attended such occasions before, dressed meticulously in a deep V–neck dress that showcased her impressive career line and a high–slit design that teased her thighs.

“Divorce him.”

The wealthy heiress spoke almost commandingly.

Jessica widened her eyes. “What did you say??”

“I said, divorce him.”

The wealthy heiress crossed her arms, handing over a check. “Fill in the amount yourself.”

It was quite bold.

I never expected that one day, the identity of Mrs. Frost would encounter such a situation.

A mistress or t

party asking me to fill out a check to scram.

Even though the one standing in front of her was Jessica, a counterfeit.

Jessica, who has always been fond of causing trouble, surprisingly showed an expression of incomprehension and crisis that was rare. “What do you mean? Do you like Ryan?”

The wealthy heiress thought for a moment and said indifferently, “You can say that. Anyway, I’m determined to get him.”

Jessica gritted her teeth angrily. “How were you raised by your parents? You dare to interfere in someone else’s family so blatantly? You’re so shameless!”

I

I couldn’t help but laugh upon hearing this, and indeed, burst out laughing.

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