Chapter 82

Jessica's POV

“You, my office.”

He walked back to his study, completely unfazed by the possibility that I may have already figured out what he was doing with the maid beneath his desk.

I stood in a spot, deliberating if I really needed to have this conversation with him, till I recalled that was the only way to get the permission we all needed.

“I know that look, but before you say anything, I do not feel guilt whatsoever for what I did. Now, what do you want?”

“First off, I don't even know what you are talking about.” I played dumb, folding my arms in front of my chest and staring in the distance.

“Sure.” He replied unenthusiastically.

“What do you want, Jessica? I don't really have much time—”

“It is my friend's birthday and he wants the whole gang to go with him, to the same old Adam’s lake house. Can we go?”

Donald carefully dropped an arm on the table, “And by ‘we’, you mean yourself and Katie, right?” He asked, his eyes narrowing at me but his lips have a subtle smile on them.