Upon hearing that, the goblet in Preston's hand trembled slightly. His face darkened and looked icy.
The Saunder family was one of the several privileged families in Ameriart. Preston had heard of the Fletcher family, but it was a pity that he knew the Fletcher family as little as other people did.
Lorenzo, the eldest young master of the Fletcher family, kept a low profile and had hardly shown himself in public. He had never accepted interviews from any media.
Preston had once sent someone for investigation. He was told that Lorenzo had only come to Ameriart a few years ago. His groundwork was in the center of downtown.
Nicolork was worthy of its name as the most prosperous economic center of Ameriart. Anyone walking on the street could be a talented elite or a billionaire. Ordinary rich people didn't have the chance to get involved in the center of the financial industry here.
There was no doubt that there were many hidden privileged families. Their heirs were the real business tycoons, holding the vein and arteries of Asia.
Preston has heard about the most privileged, and the top 1 business family. The family's surname was also the Fletcher family.
He wasn't sure if that was a coincidence.
The most historical privileged family in Nicolork was the Watts family. The young master, Felix, was Lorenzo's best friend. They were with each other very often.
"Preston, did you forget how Jessica hooked up with the man when she was in the remote suburbs? They were so shameless that they had even slept together there for a whole night. I'm surprised that a little girl like her dared to hang out with a total stranger. I can't imagine how shameless and immoral she was."
Juliette could see Preston's sudden mood swing, so she spared no effort to slander Jessica.
Preston drained the glass of wine. Then he reached out his arms and shoved Juliette onto the bed.
Preston shoved very roughly that Juliette's head was slammed against the carved decoration beside the bed. Her eyes welled up in pain.
Preston stared fiercely at Juliette. That look had freaked Jullite out. She had never seen him like this before.
Whenever Juliette told Preston about Jessica's affairs with other men, Preston's emotions would get out of control, and he would change into a totally different person.
"Preston, I love you so much. You'll be the only man in my life. I'm giving myself to you as a pure virgin."
Juliette really loved Preston. She closed her eyes tightly and wrapped her slender arms around Preston's neck.
Preston's face was distorted in anger. He thought Juliette was right. Jessica had betrayed him. That promiscuous woman didn't deserve his love.
He swore he would forget Jessica.
"Preston, I swear I'll be with you for the rest of my life."
Preston ripped the nightdress off Juliette, and Juliette responded with an enjoyable moan.
Preston couldn't get Jessica's stunning face out of his mind. When she was young, her mother took her to visit the Saunder family. Jessica's mother asked Preston, "Preston, why don't you take Jessica as your wife when you grow up?"
He was almost hitting puberty at that time, and he knew what that meant. His face blushed, yet he could only cover it with his hands, turned over, and ran back to his own room.
That was when their marriage was arranged.
He remembered how cute and sweet Jessica was when she was little. She got big bright eyes like a deer. She always smiled at him and called him "Brother Preston".
Preston buried his handsome face between Juliette's neck and shoulders. Then he murmured in a hoarse voice, "Jessica."
"Jessica!"
That name struck Juliette like thunder. Her head buzzed, and she felt as if she had fallen from heaven into hell. Her hopes and dreams for Preston collapsed in an instant.
...
Juliette was exhausted and fell asleep early.
Deep in the night, Preston leaned beside the huge window of the hotel room. Then he took out a cigarette from the case, lit it, and took a long drag.
When the cigarette in his hand was about to burn out, Preston picked up his phone and pressed the number he bore deeply in his mind.
"Hello."
The phone was answered very soon. Preston heard Jessica's sweet voice come out of the speaker.
"It's me."
Preston exhaled a puff of smoke and said.
"What's up?"
Jessica's tone was cold.
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