Pampered by Billionaires after Being Betrayed novel Chapter 72

Chapter 72 Pursuing You
"Who?" Emily asked.

"I just bumped into Jackson outside! Your boss! He knows my dad, and he actually knows me too! He said you're doing a great job at work and wanted to thank me for recommending you, so he wants to treat us to lunch."

Emily quickly shook her head. "No, thanks. I'm just doing my job. Since he knows your dad, you guys can go for dinner. I don't want to join in."

But Olivia insisted, "Why not? You're going to be Jackson's sister-in-law in the future. Wouldn't it be good to get to know each other beforehand?"

Although Olivia had a point...

"Alright, stop hesitating. Don't you want to have a good relationship with Mr. Satan?" Olivia said.

"Of course, I do," Emily replied.

"Then let's go!" Olivia exclaimed. "You've been brooding over Mr. Satan's ex-lover, haven't you? We can ask Jackson about it! Since you've decided to marry him in the future, you surely want to know about this, right?"

Emily couldn't help but waver at this reason.

Olivia started the car and headed to a restaurant.

When they arrived, from quite a distance, they could see a purple convertible parked outside, attracting the attention of passersby.

Olivia exclaimed, "Did I get my information wrong? Allen Parker isn't a gay but his brother Jackson?"

Emily didn't catch on. "What?"

Olivia smirked, "It's said that those who like this kind of purple are usually gay."

Emily chuckled and denied, "Jackson probably isn't."

"How do you know?"

Because... he confessed to me today...

"Because he doesn't actually like purple; he just likes to stand out. I've seen him drive several different colored cars, bright yellow and pink. These colors are all rather flashy. Compared to those, this purple car is relatively low-key."

Olivia pouted, "Artists are indeed unique, either introverted or arrogant."

Emily agreed with this statement.

The car stopped at the restaurant entrance. Emily got out first, while Olivia went to park.

She stood in place, waiting for Olivia to join her before going in together.

"It's really hard to see you," Jackson's voice suddenly sounded, startling Emily. She turned around to see Jackson standing on the steps, arms crossed, looking down at her.

There was a mischievous smile on his lips, his gaze sharp. "Emily, do I have a contagious disease? Or am I so ugly that you're backing away as soon as you see me?"

Emily felt a bit embarrassed. "No."

"Have you been crying?" Jackson asked.

Emily was taken aback for a moment, then shook her head. "No."

Jackson took a few steps closer to her, bending down to look at her closely. His voice softened involuntarily. "You said you didn't cry, but your eyes are red."