Chapter 862 Why Should I Tell You?
However, Jessamine had underestimated the tacit understanding Elise and Alexander shared. “I’m sorry, but I can’t agree to that,” Elise flat-out rejected. “Although I’m not sure why Alexander would do such a thing, I’m sure that even if I agree to your suggestion and not meet him for two months, he still wouldn’t change his decision. Since that’s the case, why should we have a meaningless agreement?”
“After everything we’ve talked about, you still won’t agree to help the three of us, right?” The smile on Jessamine’s face froze.
“You’re not listening. This is not about whether or not I decide to help you. I’m also a mother, so if I can help your children in any way, I would, but the problem is that I can’t. Without me, Alexander would still have a new woman he likes. Once a man changes his mind, he will not look back.”
Although her words had a trance of slander in them, Elise could not tell the truth either. Thus, her only choice was to twist her words and try to lead Jessamine to realize the situation.
“It’s fine if you don’t agree. I don’t need your fake advice. I’ve heard many things about you. You can even kick your father out of his home just to get the property. You’re not a good one either.”
While Jessamine looked at Elise with a disdained gaze, she continued, “I’ve already expected that you wouldn’t help me. I invited you here to see for myself what advantage you have to be able to seduce Alexander, but it seems like there’s nothing special about you. You’re just good at pretending to be a damsel in distress, waiting to be rescued by a man. I, Jessamine Sullivan, look down on people like you the most!”
Elise was rendered speechless by her words. She did not expect that the gentle and quiet-looking Jessamine would have such a sharp tongue. Still, she wanted to express that even if they could not close their deal, there was no need to go against each other.
At first, Elise felt a little guilty toward Jessamine for what she said, but after receiving a scolding from her, Elise did not feel that way anymore.
Squeezing a smile on her lips, Elise took out a stack of cash and threw it on the table. “It seems like we can’t get along well. Today’s coffee is on me. Bye.”
After putting her purse back, she pushed her chair away from the table and turned to leave the cafe.
Just as she had taken a step forward, she heard a thump from something heavy falling to the ground behind her.
She turned around and saw Jessamine kneeling on the ground, acting pitifully.
“What are you doing?”
“Slap— Slap— Slap—”
Before Elise realized what was happening, Jessamine had gone mad and given herself three hard slaps.
Just as Elise was about to stop her, people from the surrounding tables all gathered around and circled the two women. Then, they suddenly took out their cameras and began to record the scene from every angle.
It was then that Elise finally understood they were all paparazzis who had been hiding around the area.
“Miss Jessamine, Miss White, did you guys start a fight just now?”
“Miss Jessamine, why are you kneeling on the ground?”
“I just saw Miss Jessamine slapping herself. Why did she do that? Can you please elaborate?”
The paparazzi were asking all kinds of questions and had their microphones aimed at Jessamine’s face.
If Alexander was the most talked-about man in the city, then the two women who were recently involved with him, Jessamine and Anastasia, would be the most talked-about women in the city. If they could secure such big news, they would stand a chance of being promoted and getting a raise.
This was not a big deal for Elise, though. Not only was she not flustered, she even crossed her arms and put on an inquisitive expression as if she was watching a show. In fact, she was silently waiting to see how the situation would unfold.
“Slap!”
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