Oliver's Substitute Bride (Oliver and Jessica) novel Chapter 21

In the evening, the night was clear and there were few stars, dazzling

In the courtyard, the hotel staff had already completed the layout of the reception. A variety of freshly baked snacks, cookies, and wine were served.

Most of the guests drove to the opening ceremony.

Jessica saw a familiar figure in the crowd. It was her SISTER. Tina was wearing a bright red low-cut evening dress with a shiny diamond necklace. She was beautiful, but it didn't match the atmosphere here. Tina also saw her standing at the door in charge of receiving guests. She did not expect that Jessica would do the work of welcoming guests as Mrs. Williams after being a servant in the White Family.

Tina saw a staff member of the Williams Group and asked, "Hello, is the lady in charge of reception over there your staff?"

"Hello, miss. She's our office assistant, Jessica. Do you have anything to talk to her?"

"No, thank you."

It seemed that they didn't know Jessica's real identity. Oliver actually let her be an inconspicuous assistant. It seemed that she had almost miscalculated before.

'It turns out that Jessica doesn't have much status in Oliver's world. It is such good news.'

Tina walked to the reception desk and handed the invitation.

Jessica was afraid of her big mouth. It would be bad if her identity was exposed. But she didn't expect that Tina was only sneering, pretending not to know her.

That was good. Jessica handed her the pen. "Hello, please sign your name."

Tina wrote her name very casually. "Thank you."

Jessica was a little worried that something might happen. According to Tina's usual temperament, she would rather drink in a bar than go to a painting exhibition. Perhaps she had thought too much. As long as Tina didn't disturb her, just let her be.

She was sorting out the membership list for tonight when a man's voice came from above. "There are no guests now. You can go in and rest."

"Lambert, there you are."

Lambert came late. Tonight, he was the artist's representative.

"Do you want me to help you?"

"I'm fine. You can go in first."

The opening ceremony of the art exhibition was going on in the hall. Looking at Oliver who was speaking on the stage, Tina felt regretful. Why did she take the initiative to regret her marriage? She didn't even meet Oliver officially. Now she even wanted to strangle those socialites.

Oliver only returned home six months ago. He had been living in the United States before, and not many people in the country really knew him.

After Oliver finished his speech, he came out of the hall and saw Lambert helping Jessica sort out her things.

He walked over and shouted at Jessica, "Who told you to stay here? Leave, now!"

Jessica left with an indifferent face and entered the hall. She was a little immune. She was like a machine without feelings. Feelings had already shattered in her heart.

Lambert looked embarrassed and said to Oliver, "Oliver, if it's because of me, you don't have to be so mean to your wife."

"You don't have the right to care about my woman," Oliver said.

"Since you still know she's your woman, treat her better."

"What? Do you want to hook up with your own brother's wife? Are you as fond of stealing other people's things as your mother?"

Lambert's look went solemn. "Oliver, don't go too far."

"If I see you around that woman like a fly anymore in the future, I'm not done with you."

When Catherine saw Jessica enter the hall, she arranged a new task for her.

Jessica had been busy all night before she saw Catherine. She was wearing a long strapless dress with a long silk shawl over her shoulders. It seemed that she had been carefully dressed, but she didn't look like a staff member. Instead, she looked like a guest.

Catherine said, "When the people in the hall go to the reception outside, you will be responsible for guarding the hall so that the guests can get a response in time if they have any problems."

"Catherine, are you off work since you are dressing like this?" Jessica asked.

"Are you envious? Then work hard and teach me a lesson when you are qualified."

Jessica really looked down on her as she was such a snob, but she still had to do what she was told to do. Her rank was lower than Catherine's anyway.

Jessica stood in the hall and occasionally looked out into the yard. The neon lights flickered and there was an extraordinary bustle. People came and went, holding wine glasses and exchanging pleasantries.

She was familiar with such a scene.

At that time, her mother was still alive and would invite guests to have a party in the back garden of the villa of the White Family. The adults would drink and dance, and the children would play together. She knew Vincent just back then.

Vincent was an illegitimate child. He was ostracized by the children around him. Jessica took the initiative to play with him.

At that time, Vincent told her he would marry her when they grew up.

But in the end, the man who hurt her the most was the one she had always trusted. Now, she always remembered the night in Amsterdam. The memory was clear and her hate was absolute.

Vincent crushed her love, totally.

Like Oliver, Jessica also deeply believed that she wouldn't fall in love with anyone.