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He held her palms and smiled "I am asking this from you, Lucille, will you return to my room? Let's go back to how we used to be cos I've missed you so much" *********** Jessica was through shopping without even giving Peter the green light to speak to her. Though for the past thirty minutes, Peter had been trying his absolute best to speak with her in order to query her for calling him a thief but she refused to speak to him. Now that she was done shopping, she was about to leave when a car drove to her. That car was damn luxurious and Jessica can't stop herself from embracing things especially when they're rich and classy! "Who could be the owner of this luxurious car? I saw this car in my

Daniel exhaled, relieved until Jessica lifted her hand. “But,” she added, voice suddenly sharp again, “I want half of the fifty million dollar fund.” Katherina’s eyes narrowed. “…What?” Jessica straightened her back, trying to rebuild her confidence. “If you want my signature on any custody paper, I want twenty‑five million. Cash. Transfer. Whatever.” Her chin trembled, but she forced the words out anyway. “Or I’m not signing a damn thing.” Daniel stared at her. “Are you insane?”

Her face softened and she said, "We're all family here. Why would I mind? Right, Jessica?" Jessica nodded. She didn't want to wait in a queue either. Besides, she could get a better look at Chris as well if she sat with Laura. This thought made Jessica turn to look at Chris. Since Shona said that Chris ran his own company and earned 200 thousand dollars per annum, Jessica began to have thoughts for Chris. She couldn't help thinking about this handsome man. 'Why can't I be lucky enough to bump into such a man?' wondered Jessica. Therefore, Jessica didn't want to miss out on any chances of being with Chris.

We have to take what we desire and break the jinx else others will take us for a ride. Jessica has always been viewed as the star of whatever occasion she graces. The daughter of a multi billionaire couple before their death. Now it's passed down to her, every single penny her filthy rich parents ever earned in stocks, properties, monetary. She had it all but one thing she desperately needed in her life- Her own man.

“And let’s be honest, you could probably outbid half the people here.” I glared at her. “You’re insane.” Jessica grinned mischievously and, before I could stop her, raised her hand. “Five thousand!” My heart dropped. “Jessica, what are you doing?” She leaned closer, feigning an innocent expression. “You need to save me. I’m broke. C’mon, Eloise, be a good friend, don't let me go bankrupt.”

Wayne looked at Kaze with contempt. “Kaze, how about you know your place? A son-in-law of a second-tier family speaks such bold words to Jessica?” Zack added, “Jessica came back from studying abroad and is now the CEO of a big company. You two are not from the same world. What gives you the right to question her?” Jessica was like a goddess to them and they would kill for the goddess’ kiss. It was audacious for Kaze to offend Jessica and it gave them the chance to win the goddess’ heart.

Today, it felt like armor. The joint account she shared with Lucas held **$1.27 million**—hard-earned commissions from her years as a luxury brand strategist, not his tech fortune. In her past life, he’d frozen it the second he suspected she knew about **Luna**, leaving her begging for groceries while he showered his mistress with **Cartier**. This time, she’d beat him to the punch.

"Alright, stop talking like you only got married to get divorced." Jex mumbled something unintelligible under his breath and dropped the topic, opening a webpage and pointing at it. "Jessica really latched onto a wealthy backer this time, doing everything by the book. She's copying our strategy—starting with promoting her identity as a web novelist and then adapting it into a film. But her selling point is her beauty."

"This is organized crime. A criminal enterprise operating for forty years under the cover of legitimate business. RICO territory. Federal conspiracy. Money laundering. Tax evasion. The charges we can bring are extensive." "But you need Jessica to bring them," I said. "And she's gone." "We'll find her. She can't hide forever. No one can." But I wasn't so sure. Jessica had forty years to prepare escape plans. She wasn't like Shaw or Brock. She didn't act impulsively. Every move was calculated. Every contingency planned. "Look at this," Agent Park pulled up financial records on her computer. "Jade Phoenix owns stakes in sixty-three fashion brands. Sixty-three. All acquired through bankruptcy pr

"Wilson, are you saying I'm going to fail? You don't believe in me either, do you?" The look in her bloodshot eyes sent a chill down his spine. He clamped his mouth shut and didn't dare say another word. Jessica's savings had almost run dry. All she had left was a measly 20,000 dollars sitting in her account, keeping her up at night. One late night, she finally swallowed her pride and reached out to the small-time partners she had once driven away. But all she got in return were cold rejections and sneering sarcasm. Her rage boiled over. She threw her phone hard at the ground.