Chapter 389 TMO Is Bankrupt

Andrew, holding a large bouquet of fiery red roses, looked at Jessica with a deep and passionate

gaze. His declaration came earnestly, "Jessica, I love you! I'm here today to sincerely confess my

feelings to you!"

"Are you out of your mind? I have no interest in you! Get out now! And let me tell you, I'm already

married—Daniel is my husband. So, please, stop harassing me!"

Jessica's revelation shocked Andrew. The country boy, Daniel, her husband? Impossible—that just

couldn't be! After mentally processing the situation, Andrew let out a scornful chuckle.

"Jessica, do you think this act is funny? That country boy is nothing but your assistant; how can he

possibly be your husband? You're Jessica, New York's top beauty, the celebrated CEO—how could

you stoop to marry a country bumpkin?"

Too weary to explain, Jessica wrapped her arms around Daniel and kissed him squarely on the lips.

It was Daniel's first kiss, which he found himself abruptly robbed of by Jessica.

"Now do you believe me?" she challenged Andrew after the kiss.

Andrew was stunned! Jessica had just kissed Daniel—to dismiss him of all people? She even

kissed Daniel on the lips?

"You..."

Furious and seething, Andrew couldn't lash out at Jessica, so he turned his aggression towards

Daniel.

"Country bumpkin, remember this. I will have someone cut off those lips of yours!"

"Andrew," Daniel challenged, "you want to cut off my lips because my honey kissed me? Since

she's been sleeping with me for so long, do you wish to cut off something else, too?"

"What did you say? Jessica has been sleeping with you? That's impossible! Absolutely impossible!

You delusional country bumpkin, stop daydreaming!"

"It's not a daydream! I've really slept with my honey. If you don't believe it, why don't you ask her?"

With a cheeky grin, Daniel wrapped his arms around Jessica's slender waist, egging her on:

"Honey, isn't it true?"

"Yes! And I'm going to strangle you when we get home tonight, you dead man!"

Jessica played along with a cooperative retort, keen to irritate Andrew enough to make him leave

and stop bothering her.

Unable to bear the conversation any longer, Andrew threatened with a scowl.

"Jessica, besides confessing to you today, I'm also giving you one last chance. You still have the

opportunity to change your mind. Agree to marry me and hand over the country bumpkin for me to

deal with. Otherwise, TMO is finished!"

Daniel couldn't help but laugh.

"TMO is finished? In your mouth, Andrew, TMO has been doomed several times, hasn't it? Yet here

we are; TMO is still doing just fine with no sign of collapse. So, what's going to happen this time?

Enlighten us, Andrew!"

"Country bumpkin, do you think teaming up with The Grants means you can rest easy? The Grants

may be one of New York's 'The Eight Families,' but they are at the very bottom, the least

consequential of them all—they barely made it into The Eight Families. The truth is, The Armstrongs

despise working with The Grants, and that's the only reason we gave TMO the opportunity!"