Jorge didn't touch the water. His gaze locked onto Jessie like a predator sizing up its prey.Jessie met his stare head-on with a cold gaze.Jorge pulled out a sleek, ornate box from his pocket.He slid out a cigar, stuck it between his lips, and said, "I'm your business partner. Whatever happened this morning, time to let it go, right? Otherwise, if the deal falls apart, how are you going to explain that to your company?"His tone dripped with arrogance.He pushed a gold-engraved lighter across the table toward her.Jessie stared at it, fighting back her temper. She picked it up, leaned forward, and held the flame out to his cigar.The moment she moved closer, Jorge jerked back in reflex.Jessie was genuinely puzzled. "Mr. Jackson, didn't you hand me the lighter so I could light your cigar?"It was pure instinct.Realizing he had flinched from a young woman, Jorge felt embarrassed.His chest rose and fell, and his face turned pale. Sitting up straighter, he thrust the cigar
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