Boss's Sweet Secretary novel Chapter 31

Hans looked up at Jennifer who was surrounded by the crowd. Wearing high heels and being in the centre of the crowd, she was particularly eye-catching. She held her white handbag over her head and her clear eyes were looking expectantly in his direction.

Just like after that car accident, when Stephanie took his hand and looked at him expectantly when she was dying.

"You must take good care of Jennifer. I'm begging you."

James stepped on the brake and was about to unfasten his seat belt. "Mr. Hans, I'll go to help..."

"Just drive."

Hans who was sitting at the back slowly uttered these words. His tone was cold as if the person being attacked was his enemy. He sounded like he wanted her to die on her own, because it would save him the trouble of dirtying his hands.

James opened his mouth in surprise, but he did not dare to disobey Hans's order. He fastened his seat belt again and hit the gas. The black SUV slowly disappeared from the crowd.

Jennifer watched as Hans's eyes grew indifferent. His slowly rolling up the window showed her that he would not save her, and her expectations of him gradually burned to ashes.

"Thud!" She felt a burning pain on her forehead, and the broken eggshells mixed with sticky eggs covered her eyes. She tried to wipe it off but the more she wiped, the messier it became.

"You shameless bi*ch." Some people had begun to pull her clothes, and some people pulled her hair so hard that her face was distorted.

"This was a misunderstanding. I don't know Jackson at all."

Jennifer screamed, she hurled her white handbag at the people around her.

"That was a lie! We've checked. You have been pestering our Jackson since you were in school."

Jennifer couldn't defend herself. There was nothing she could do except to wave her handbag around to create a safety zone for herself while squinting.

There were too many of them and they were unreasonable. They only wanted to pour the dirty water on her. They were fans, crazy and brainless fans.

It was ironic that most of these fans were the source of income for Joy Group's film and television. Only they would impulsively purchase anything in order to support their idols at all costs.

As people pulled on her, Jennifer was exhausted. Her hair came loose and scattered on her shoulders like a madman. Some people even cruelly pulled out her hair from the root. A sticky feeling soaked through her neck, and a gust of wind blew through which made her feel cold inside out.

"Kill her! Kill her! What a shameless woman!"

"Get rid of the trash for Jackson!"

"What are you doing? Get out of here, we have already called the police."

Finally, a security guard who couldn't take it anymore came to stop them.

Jennifer was in a mess and looking at this, the security guard handed her some tissues.

"Miss Jennifer, do you want to go back to the company and clean up first?"

"No, thank you for your help." Jennifer wiped away the egg from her eyes and thanked the security guard. She endured the grievance and great disappointment and walked tiredly to the side of the road.

She wanted to call a taxi, but it was peak hours. It was impossible to find a car in the central business district. When she finally got a taxi, she was pushed by a woman who came out of nowhere. The woman who was wearing a mask forced her way into the taxi.

Jennifer staggered, lost her balance, and fell to the ground.

Rose put on her mask and happily opened the door, thinking it was her food delivery. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Jennifer in a mess. Her black blazer and her white shirt were sopping wet. She was wet and sticky, and her long black hair was stained with sharp fragments and goo, as if she had just climbed out of the trash can.

"Jennifer?" Rose cried out in surprise, "What happened to you?"

An hour ago when the call disconnected suddenly, Rose was worried but she thought maybe Jennifer's phone suddenly ran out of battery. Jennifer was a very rational and organized person, and she would not let herself get into any dangerous situation. Plus it was only five o'clock at that time, which was just after work, Jennifer should be at the door of the company. What could have happened with so many people around?

Rose unlocked her door and hurriedly welcomed Jennifer in. She wanted to reach out to hold her but there was not a single spot on her that she could touch.

"You... Ayyy..."

Before she finished her words, she saw Jennifer was about to fall down. Rose quickly reached out to help her, and the sticky feeling made her grimace for a long time.

"I don't have any place to go. Can I sleep here tonight, please?"

Her voice was weak, as if she was mumbling to herself in a daze.

Rose was stunned and instantly felt that something was amiss. She could not care less about being dirty and reached for Jennifer's forehead. It was burning up. "You have a fever?"

After saying this, Jennifer fell straight on her shoulder.

Rose was small. If Jennifer weren't so skinny, she would have fallen down with her. Rose cried out in surprise. Enduring the pungent smell in her nose, she pulled and dragged Jennifer with all her might before she finally got Jennifer into the bathtub.

"Oh my God..."