Escort? President! novel Chapter 7

"Felicity, you and your boyfriend really don’t know when to stop. No shame!"

Anne was not flustered, she just watched the whole scene unfolding with excitement, believing that Felicity would be losing.

Jason just grimaced disdainfully, not wanting to engage in a senseless conversation with such a group of people.

Felicity also stayed quiet. Now that she had come this far, she must hold on until the very end.

Seeing that they didn't even flinch, Anne sat down next to her two cronies Mia and Susan, her expressions showing her excitement for the final showdown.

Good! Let’s see how they would walk out of this one.

The counselor sat there with bated breath too, frowning and waiting for the truth to be revealed.

Both sides were insisting so strongly on being right that he couldn’t figure out who was lying.

Although Felicity pretended to be calm on the surface, her heart was like a time bomb buried in her chest, threatening to explode any minute.

If she were to look at Jason at the moment, her eyes would have sprayed him with burning flames.

Did this man come from hell specially to harm her? He was really addicted to playing the part until the very end. He wouldn’t give up until proven a fake, right?

Jason seemed to feel the anger in Felicity's eyes. He leaned towards her and asked her in a low voice, "What? Are you afraid? "

"You are going to be the reason for my death today…"

Felicity stared at him; her voice extremely low.

"If you want to lie, you have to make it believable." Jason said very firmly.

"No one is going to believe us!"

Felicity was about to cry.

"As long as you believe me, I can do it."

Jason did not have a trace of timidity; his eyes shone powerfully.

Felicity looked at him suspiciously, skeptical, obviously not knowing why he was so confident.

There no way to go back now, the only way was to grit her teeth and believe him.

Even if she gambles, she can get lucky, right?

She didn’t know why but there was an inexplicable power in Jason's eyes. As long as Felicity looked at him, she felt at ease.

"Don’t you think it is a bit too late to plan an escape now?" said Anne sarcastically.

Seeing them whispering but not being able to hear them, Anne was very much upset.

"It's none of your business." Felicity fired back at her in her exuberant anger.

"You really need to learn the lesson to come to your senses, don’t you? We can just wait and see your end.”

Anne smiled disdainfully. She wasn’t afraid of Felicity. A fake thing cannot become gold no matter how hard it tries.

…

Twenty minutes later, George Green, the president of FR Group came.

He walked in steadily in a black suit. With his height about 1.8 meters and slender body, he looked serious and mature. He was handsome and his demeanor was that of a respectable president of a company.

Anne was so excited about the wonderful scene that was finally about to be staged that she was losing her patience.

"Here comes the president of FR Group. Ha ha! This is going to be fun to watch!"

"I just want to see Felicity and her lowly prostitute, her so called boyfriend, being humiliated in front of everyone..."

Susan and Mia were also excited, as if they were waiting for the last episode of their favorite drama.

Felicity took a deep breath trying to calm her nerves, as her whole body tensed up upon seeing him walk in.

Seeing the president, Ryan quickly stepped forward and said respectfully, "Hello, Mr. Green."

"What is it? Why did you call me here?” George Green asked him.

Ryan politely and roughly explained the situation to him.

After hearing this, George frowned, “How is this possible? I want to see who it is!”

Who dares to pretend to be an employee of his company!