Remarriage His Billionaire Ex-Wife novel Chapter 12

Chapter 12 

In the evening, Jessica and Wendy arrived at the restaurant.

The private room was on the fourth floor. It happened to be dinner time, so the restaurant was quite crowded and the elevator stopped on each floor.

When the elevator stopped on the third floor, Jessica happened to look up and see someone familiar in the corridor.

Olivia?

Jessica raised her eyebrows as the elevator door slowly closed.

When Jessica reached the private room on the fourth floor, Watson was talking to someone on the phone. Jessica seemed to have heard Watson mention “Miss Thomas”.

Jessica nodded at Wendy. Wendy stepped forward and pushed open the door. She greeted Watson. “Hello, Mr. Borka.”

Watson hurriedly hung up the phone and turned around. He gave Jessica a meaningful look. Then he walked over with a polite smile on his face. 

“Jessica, Megan has been bragging about how competent you are to me all the time. Please take a seat. The red wine was already decanted. Please give it a try.” 

“Thank you very much for your invitation. See this as a sincere wish for a satisfying outcome today.” Jessica picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and drank the wine. 

Watson Borka was a cunning businessman. Usually, the two companies would renew their contract when it was about to expire. 

However, to maximize his own benefits, Watson always begged Megan, hoping to reduce the cost. 

So when Megan made Jessica take over the negotiation, he had probably asked Waston to make things difficult for Jessica.

Anyway, Watson said that he had to consider whether to renew the contract or not. 

Jessica had seen this coming, so she did not show her attitude. 

Apart from that, during the dinner, Watson did not pick on Jessica. She was somewhat puzzled.

The dinner was about to end. Since both Jessica and Wendy had drunk, Watson offered that his secretary could give them a ride.

Jessica had a lot of red wine tonight, so she felt slightly dizzy while sitting in the car. When the car suddenly stopped, Jessica couldn‘t help but frown. 

“I‘m sorry, Miss Hall. The car might have broken down.” Watson’s secretary got out of the car to check the situation and called the repairmen.

“Thanks, but no thanks,” Wendy said coldly as she sheltered Jessica in the front. 

Then, Watson’s secretary hung up the phone. He came over and scolded, “What are you doing?”