His Ugly Bride (Anna and Sebastian)

Chapter 1596 Help or Threat

Jessica sized up Jayvion and sat down on the chair opposite him.

"You don't look well," Jessica said.

A trace of unease flashed across Jayvion's face. He smiled awkwardly, "Recently, I started to take over the company. There are a lot of things to do. I'm busy. I'm new to this stuff. It's a bit tricky."

This explanation sounded reasonable.

Jessica thought he was right. No one was born to know everything. There weren't so many business geniuses in this world. Most of them had to work hard secretly so that they could look glamorous in front of people.

She suddenly thought of Carl.

At that time, Carl and Leonardo must have suffered a lot in starting a business.

However, when she and Carl met again, Tip Top had succeeded, and Carl had become Mr. Emerson of the entertainment industry.

Everyone in the entertainment industry would show respect to him when they saw him.

Sensing her thoughts drifting far away, Jessica regained her senses, "Being busy is common at the incipient stage. Everything is difficult at the beginning. It would be better when you master it."

"I thought it was easy to do business. Carl seems to take it in stride. To him, everything seems quite simple."

Jayvion laughed at himself and sighed, "Without experiencing it yourself, you would never know how hard it is."

Jessica didn't come here to hear Jayvion complaining.

She looked at Jayvion without saying anything.

Jayvion continued complaining. After a while, he finally noticed that Jessica didn't respond. So, he looked up at Jessica.

Jessica seemed indifferent. There wasn't any expression on her face.

Jayvion and Jessica looked at each other for several moments, without saying anything. Then Jayvion took out a piece of paper from his bag and gave it to Jessica.

Jessica took it and glanced at it. But she did not see it clearly because the light was dim. When she put it in front of her, she saw the words on it.

She stared at part of the paper and her fingers unconsciously curled up, tightly clutching the paper.

Jayvion looked at her and didn't say anything, carefully observing her expression.

"You're grown up and become poised. I still remembered that when you were a little girl, wearing the school uniform, standing at the

door of the classroom, called "Carl". At that time..."

What Jayvion said was full of yearning for the past.

"Where did you get this?" Jessica interrupted him coldly.

Jessica's gaze and tone were cold.

But even so, Jayvion couldn't distinguish her from the smart and proud Jessica he remembered.

As if no matter what happened, she never changed.

No matter what situation she was in, she was as proud as she used to be.

Jayvion suddenly understood why Jessica said that they didn't have much in common.

Sometimes, people had a light-bulb moment at an instant.

It was an indescribable feeling.

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Jayvion said, "But at this point, it doesn't matter how I got this."

"What do you want?" Jessica looked at him with precaution.

He must have an ax to grind.

Jayvion seemed struggling. He lowered his head and didn't look into Jessica's eyes, "I just need your help."

Jessica sneered, "Help or threat? You should be more precise. We are adults, and we should be responsible for our actions. Don't be coy."