Billionaire pursuits ex-wife

One autumn day, yellow leaves fall dyeing a street corner. It was also the day she returned home after 4 years of studying in the US. It’s been a long time since Jennifer Martinez returned, she misses the cold air of Hanoi’s autumn. When autumn comes, Jennifer Martinez’s heart is filled with fluttering emotions. The feeling that she could not find during 4 years studying abroad in the US.

She is Jennifer Martinez Jennifer Martinez, the only daughter of a famous fashion group in Vietnam. When she was 18 years old, her parents sent her to study at a famous American university, she graduated with a major in fashion and now she is returning to Vietnam to work for her family’s company. Returning to Vietnam for two days, Jennifer Martinez organized a meeting with close friends in Vietnam. The meeting place is the biggest bar in Hoan Kiem district. To welcome her back, everyone kept raising one glass of wine after another to congratulate Jennifer Martinez.

Her friends did not stop praising her: "You are getting more and more beautiful. The more you look at Jennifer, the more attracted you are."

Jennifer Martinez shyly replied to her friend: "Thank you for complimenting me."

Jennifer's friend continued to say, "I just say the truth. You are becoming more and more beautiful."

Jennifer Martinez smiled, her friend continued: "I asked you this. Do you have a boyfriend yet?"

Jennifer Martinez answer: "Not yet. I do not have a boyfriend. For the past few years, I have only focused on studying, not thinking about love."

Jennifer Martinez’s friends let out a loud voice. Perhaps they are surprised. A talented and beautiful girl like Jennifer Martinez, why doesn’t she have a boyfriend? It is natural for them to be surprised.

After saying a few more sentences, Jennifer Martinez’s best friend asked permission to get up and go to the bathroom for a while. Her name is Aline Davis. Because the bar was packed with people, when Aline Davis turned around, he unexpectedly bumped into the waiter, causing the wine glass in the waiter’s hand to splash out and land on the Vest of a man standing nearby.

Aline Davis then asked the man: "I’m sorry, are you okay?"

Everyone turned around and spoke to the waitress. The waitress shook her head okay, but her face turned pale as she looked at the man standing in front of her. Instinctively, Jennifer Martinez also looked up, a man wearing a high-class suit, his face now full of anger. William Jackson seemed unacceptable that others poured wine into their vest.

She had met many men, but she had never seen anyone with such an extravagant and cold appearance that made others tremble. But there is an undeniable fact that this man is as beautiful as a statue, like a perfect picture. Under the colorful lights, the two of them stared at each other for a long time, as if a decade had passed.

It wasn’t until the waitress quickly shivered and pulled out a handkerchief to wipe his vest that Jennifer Martinez startled and turned to look at the pale face of the waitress. "I’m sorry Young Master William, I’m really sorry, I didn’t mean to dirty your Vest."

William Jackson angrily replied: "Go away now. Before I get mad."

The waitress trembled and begged him for forgiveness: "I’m sorry, I hope you understand, I don’t want to lose my job."

The waiter apologized profusely, but William Jackson’s cold face did not change. William snorted coldly, his eyes like the eyes of a monarch skimming the white face of the waitress, pretending that she didn’t exist in his eyes and emphasizing each sentence one by one.

"Take your hand off."

Finally, the waitress did not have the courage to face it anymore, immediately withdrew her hand and whispered.

"I am very sorry, Young Master William Jackson."

Aline Davis was still standing motionless in the same place. Part of feeling sorry for the waiter, partly because the cold aura emanating from the other man was so big that it scared her a bit. After regaining her senses for a moment, Aline Davis dared to speak: "I’m sorry, I didn’t pay attention, so I splashed wine on your Vest. You can leave it to me to wash or I’ll pay for it."

Aline Davis had just finished speaking when a girl casually stepped forward and said: "Do you know how much his Vest is worth? Do you still want to wash clothes for Young Master William Jackson? Are you qualified to touch his stuff?"

Then that girl tried to lean close to William Jackson’s body even though he didn’t bother to use half of his eyes to look. Originally, Jennifer Martinez did not intend to speak. But after all, this is her best friend, moreover it’s just a Vest, is it necessary to insult other people’s honor? Disgruntled, she stood up and walked a few steps towards him, staring at the two of them and said loudly: "It’s just a vest, I will pay for my friend and the waitress."

The girl who was leaning close to William Jackson heard that and laughed loudly and said: "You want to pay for this vest? Did you know this shirt is an exclusive design? Maybe selling your whole house won’t be enough to buy it, stop being delusional."

Jennifer Martinez looks at that girl, looking from top to bottom does not see anything luxurious, after all, just a play girl, more than the girls in this bar in a bit of beauty. But it seems that the other girl is not fully developed, her brain is developing more slowly than some other parts of her body.

"If I’m not mistaken, this shirt of yours is worth about 5000 dollars. In the latest autumn-winter collection of the Italian designer. If you give me the exact price, I’ll fer it to you."

William Jackson smiled coldly with Jennifer Martinez, in his eyes as if thinking about something. The corner of his lips curled up slightly, he seemed surprised that Jennifer Martinez knew so much about fashion. "You seem to be very knowledgeable about that fashion as well. But do you think I need the money? At first I was going to ignore it, but because your words annoyed me. So I decided this vest should be compensation, but not in cash."

Hearing him speak, Jennifer Martinez blinked slightly, her brows slightly furrowed. "So what do you want?"

"I want a sincere apology. After listening, I will let it go." William replied.