Jessica Hermawan Novels & Stories

"I'm Jessa. Wickedly good with a scalpel and sewing people back up. Pregnant, I get to sit at home and help with information inter- and extrapolation. I'm a good critical thinker-when I'm not overrun with baby hormones. And I'm always good for a joke." I smothered my smile. She was much more than just a data factory or baby factory. When Massi had told me who she was when we first met, I'd looked her up. She had a list of certifications and qualifications as long as my arm. Not to mention the spearhead for the takedown of the human trafficking ring in Croatia a couple months ago. Baby hormones or not, she was a woman I wanted on my team.

he joked and I chuckled. He went back to texting and I came to realize he wasn’t talking with Leia when he scoffed while clutching his phone angrily. “What happened?” I frowned. “It’s Isaac, he still has nothing on Jessica Gera. Can you imagine the fucker wasn’t able to deliver a single info!" Jericho ranted and I groaned.

Jessica tries to beat her grandfather with words that might hurt her heart. Looks like Jessica said. Managed to make Mr. Kim intrigued. The proof is that the man is silent a thousand languages. "Grandpa. Everything that Grandpa wanted, Grandpa got. I hope grandpa doesn't intend to take me to Singapore again. Since childhood I was in Jakarta. I grew up in Jakarta. And I married a person who lives in Jakarta. Mas Lexi also has a business in Jakarta. And neither of us intend to move to Singapore, except when we are on vacation,” said Jessica.

He announced as he stretched his hand out to Jessica for a handshake. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Wax. I'm Jessica Vegas and just so we are clear, I'm not Mr. Westham's girlfriend. I'm his babysitter!" She declared as she grabbed Mr. Wax's hand

she sat there and started to cry more. I went and sat beside her me: " angel calm down.. " she looked at me with her tears in her eyes.. and tears were flowing from her eyes.. Jessica: " can you help me..?? " I nodded my head.. Jessica: " do you know HAYDEN LI, CEO of Empire Group...??" SO WHAT FRIENDS, WILL HE HELP HER OR NOT??

"Waiting for what?" Jessica shrugged. "I don't know." The man smiled. "Good answer." Jessica laughed. "I don't think it is." "It is." He looked back at the painting. "Art becomes boring when every question has an answer." For a moment neither spoke. Then he extended his hand. "Henri Beaumont." Jessica shook it. His grip was firm. Steady. "Jessica Jane." The man's eyes widened slightly. "The scholarship student." Jessica blinked. "What?" Henri smiled.

Jessica began as her eyes swept through her audience until it focused on the camera, creating a telepathic connection between her and everyone who was watching. "As you all know, I am Jessica Hemsworth, wife of Justin Hemsworth. What most of you don't know is my past life before I became a wife to Justin Hemsworth but I am going to reveal all that to you all now," she forced a smile, one that almost immediately faded away and was replaced by a serious demeanor.

Danu's weak heart relapsed and was out of control, cold sweat began to pour out on the middle-aged man's forehead. "You see for yourself now, Evan! What Yusa has done! This is more surprising than Mom imagined!" Mrs. Nasution scolded angrily. Evan tensed holding both hands, didn't say much, immediately went to the living room then took the TV remote and turned on the television looking for news about Dinar. It wasn't difficult for Evan to find news about Dinar because currently all television channels were discussing cases about Dinar. "Impossible! This is all impossible!" Evan shouted when he heard Jeremy's confession about his plan with Jessica to trick model Dinar Anggraini into sleeping

"Why?!" "Let me formally introduce her to you. This is Jessica Bush, the majority shareholder of Wasin Group, also my perfect partner. As for whether the next movie starring you will receive any sponsorships from Wasin Group, I'm afraid I'll have to consult Jessica about it first, so you'd better make an apology." Having finished speaking, Nathan looked at Jessica with a smile. Jessica, her countenance remained unchanged, adjusted the stray hair beside her ear and, looking at the astounded Grace, said, "That won't be necessary. I'm simply not worthy of an apology from Miss Grace made out of guilty conscience.

“Elara, I know. And I’m so sorry. Things… things have changed.” “Changed how?” I demanded, my voice rising, the carefully constructed composure I’d tried to maintain for weeks finally cracking. “What’s changed, Earnest? Did you forget about our dream? Did you forget about us?” He ran a hand through his hair, a gesture of frustration. “It’s not that simple. You know how crazy things have been with the firm. The new project… it’s massive. It’s going to require a significant investment. I’ve been speaking with investors, with partners. And this cottage…” He paused, his gaze drifting away, as if searching for the right words, or perhaps avoiding mine. “Well, it turns out someone else already put