Chapter Eighteen

Jesse frowned. "How did you know that?".

"So it's true?". She beamed.

"How mother?". He demanded.

"It's all over the internet. A photo of the two of you kissing indecently in front of a club." She huffed. "You know reporters will soon be all over both of you like rashes right?".

"The security in this estate is tight so they can't come in." Jesse informed her. "And yes... Bella and I are dating."

"Since when? I'm your mother Jesse and you didn't even think to tell me?". Martina looked hurt. "We used to be more than a mother and her son Jesse, we were also friends."

"The boat sailed a long time ago." Jesse told her. "You watched your husband condemn my daughter to death and now you want me to remember the time we were supposedly friends?". He air quoted the word 'friends'. "We've been talking for almost twenty minutes now and you have not asked about Gwen once."

"I'm sorry. Where's she?". She asked.

Jesse leveled his mother with a glare and stood up. "I was just about to leave before yo