Novel & Cerita Still With Me Jessica Cunsolo

A DEAL WITH THE BILLIONAIRE (A Contract Marriage) EPISODE EIGHTY EIGHT THEME: Jessica Campbell IDAHO, UNITED STATE OF AMERICA (JESSICA CAMPBELL’S WORKPLACE) Unplugging her phone from the charging port in her office, Jessica cat walked her way to her boss Senator Antonio Sanchez's office. She had just affirmed the number of people who were interested in sponsoring his campaign further. Not bothering to knock she made her way to him while he was speaking on his phone in a frantic voice. On sighting Jessica, Antonio gestured with a finger for her to stay quiet.

"It was you, right?" Jessica takes off her sunglasses. "Me?" "Fidel's accomplice, right?" Jessica sighs. "Can you let me in? Please? I want us to talk." I hold the door firmly. "Whatever you have to say, say it now." "It's about my husband, Fidel..." she starts nervously. "I need your help." I stare sharply at her. "It was you, right? You were his accomplice in all this..."

Apparently that didn't work as she just cried more. " I don't understand you Gwen. He is alright. " Jessica exploded unable to keep it in anymore. " and how are you so sure of it. What is he is captured right now, we don't know anything. " Gwen said as she cries more. " he is fine. He is the strongest among us, I am sure that he is okay. " Jessica said. " can you swear it on your life. " Gwen asked Jessica in all seriousness and when Jessica kept quiet she said. " I thought so. "

CHAPTER 8 CHAPTER 8 Jessica Wallan is the most unlikely person to become friends with a detective as she owns a nightclub and runs a legal prostitution business out of her own club. But Jessica becomes Cassandra's friend because they didn't know about each other's work beforehand. They meet in a community to heal trauma. And here they are. “Someone found out about me?!” Jessica lowered her glass of wine onto the table, she then leaned forward and said, “You're right. As far as I know, it's Ben. Franches' personal secretary. Are you investigating him? If so, then you two are investigating each other."

★★★ Towards the airport, the black car was travelling. Jessica, who was in the passenger seat, was unable to concentrate because she was troubled by a single thought: what would she do if Cornell were to suffer some sort of accident?!! She also doubted if she would continue to live in this world. “Jess, relax. He is fine and I am going to make sure that those people will get proper punishment for touching our Cornell,” Chris reassured Jessica as he caught glimpses of her face, but he was unable to tell if she had paid attention to him.

"So you think the boy was the only supplier right?" "Yes." Answered jessica closing the laptop. "See you tomorrow at western Avenue nine sharp with the warrant." She picked up her jacket and went out of the building. Walked into her wrangler and before she could start the engine, Vivana came knocking at the window. "Hey." Called Vivana "Yes?" Replied jessica lowering the window. "Are you not really going to pay attention to our conversation from last Sunday?" "Can you just stop with your suspicions."

I can't believe I'm doing this. "If you're worried about your company, I've got it covered," Jessica tells me when she catches me lost in my thoughts. "Reina is your client. An important one at that. You need to attend to her." She concludes. I sigh, resting my head on my chin as I contemplate it, realizing there's no way out. "Unless... There's something else," Jessica quips, her gaze immediately growing curious. I immediately grow defensive, frowning at her. "There's nothing. I'll go." I announce. Jessica's lips turn up in a half-smile as she folds her hands.

Jessica countered rolling her eyes and untying her hair nervously " You are a remarkable woman I have to admit but I can't allow it that you get hurt," " I can take care of myself !" she argued rolling her eyes at him . She's secretly hoped the evening would end eventually and that she wouldn't have to deal with Lucas anymore but she just had all her hopes crushed , hadn't she ? " It's out of the question , the paparazzi still out there, I can't let you go " he said running a nervous hand over his dark hair and walked straight towards the mini bar , poured himself a neat whiskey and sat at the coffee table . Lucas took a sip from his drink then he resumed.

Jessica stood by the front window watching people rush through the streets. Umbrellas opening. Coats pulled tighter. Life continuing. Always continuing. Her phone buzzed. For a second hope exploded inside her. Camille. Please. Let it be Camille. She looked down. Unknown number. Her heart sank immediately. The message contained only one sentence. No greeting. No signature. No explanation. Just words. Some people should stop asking questions. Jessica stared. The blood drained from her face. For a moment she couldn't breathe. Couldn't think.

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.