A Life Debt Repaid novel (John and Cordy) novel Chapter 401

After John and Jessica left the crowd of reports and entered the hall, Jessica asked him, "You're not angry, are you? That I didn't tell the journalists that Dicky wasn't my son."

"I'm not," John replied, and there was no emotion in his tone.

It was as if John did not care whatever she did, even if she did it right in front of him.

There were times when Jessica felt like a clown, entertaining no one but herself.

Her eyes flashed icily, and she told herself that he would be hers eventually—that was the only way.

Thus, right now, she could bear with anything he threw her way.

Composing herself, she flashed a good-natured smile and explained, "I just didn't want people talking badly about Dicky, especially since his mother was never revealed. I'm worried there'd be a psychological effect. I’ve already considered him my own son, even when he was a baby."

"I know," John replied, but his voice made it clear he wasn’t interested in her words at all.

When they entered the hall, there weren’t many others—there were hardly that many individuals who had the disposition to attend a charity ball organized by people of such prestige as the Stuarts.

Those present were either top business persons or individuals of notable prestige and political influence. In short, for the average Joe, they only get to meet such people on television or other screens.

Even so, John and Jessica's appearance did draw attention since they were the protagonists for the night.

From the outset, William had insisted that this charity ball was held in the name of her granddaughter, Jessica. It was the first time the event was held in honor of a grandchild in the Stuart family, and one could see how highly William thought of Jessica—not even James had the honor before!

Once Jessica arrived with John, the hall erupted with thunderous applause.

Everyone watched as John led Jessica into the ballroom, and began to mingle with every guest present, weaving in and out of the crowd seamlessly.