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

　　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

　　"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.

　　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

　　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