Davis sighed briefly and closed his eyes while his mind continued spinning trying to unravel the mysteries of the Brown family d its connection with Jessica.
The buzzing of the phone on the nightstand interrupted his thought, he glanced at the table and it was Jessica's phone.
The call kept coming in relentlessly as though the caller is determined she answers the phone or risk the chance of her phone battery going off.
He was certain that she had intended to rest longer today which must be the reason she slept in. It was unlike her—since her arrival at his mansion, she had always been an early riser.
Every morning, she would go out for a run, her form disappearing into the crisp dawn before the rest of the household will even wake up. Other times, she would leave to handle private matters—matters he knew nothing about.
A thought flashed through his mind, one he had never thought of or bothered about since their marriage. "What does she do? What are her hobbies and the likes?" No, he didn't know. Not anything at all.
He had spent so much time pushing people away that he had never once thought about trying to find out about her. He remembered Ethan giving him the result of his findings. He made a mental note to get it from him.
As the phone continuously rang, he had no option than to wake her up. He nudged her lightly, "Jessica, wake up," he said softly.
She stirred and buried her face deeply into the pillow. He nudged her again, she sighed and groggily woke up "what is the problem?" She asked amidst a yawn.
He hand her the phone whose ringing persistently tore the silence. She glanced at the phone and it was her father calling. She believed Richard is more efficient to compared to James and this call is a proof of something gone wrong.
As she picked the call, George's voice came through the speaker "The Brown family is in facing a lawsuit and it's existence is been threatened. Since you are married to the Allen family you have to get them to help us in curbing the tide.
Jessica's gripped the phone with a little force around as she listened to her father's frantic words. Her gaze cold and indifferent, but a dangerous glint flashed in her eyes.
"Really, what's going on with the family?" She asked nonchalantly.
"I believe you will understand the situation better when you visit home but now you need to do something." He instructed.
"Do something? My husband is crippled and happens to be a disappointment to the family." She smirked.
"Jessica, this is not the time for tantrums." You have to do something to get the family out of this mess." George's voice boomed furiously.
"So now I'm useful to you?" she asked mockingly.
Just last night, George had spat insults at her, calling her husband a crippled disappointment. Yet now, when the Brown family was cornered, he suddenly remembered she was married to the Allens?
Davis, who had been observing her, noted the subtle changes in her expression. The flicker of amusement in her eyes as she mocks the Brown's family downfall.
Jessica leaned back against the headboard, her voice smooth but laced with icy sarcasm.
"Help you?" she repeated. "I don't recall you ever considering me a part of the Brown family, Father. Why should I interfere?"
George's frustration exploded. "Jessica! Don't be ungrateful! You—"
"Ungrateful?" she cut him off, laughing softly. Ungrateful for what? The years of neglect? The insults? The betrayal? Remind me, what debt do I have to repay?"
George fell silent for a moment, realizing his usual intimidation tactics wouldn't work this time. Then, gritting his teeth, he softened his tone. "Jessica, listen to me. No matter what happened in the past, we're still your family. If the Browns fall, you will be affected too."
Jessica smirked, twirling a strand of her wavy hair between her fingers. "Affected? How?"
"You—!"
"Dad," she said calmly, "last night, you insulted my husband. Today, you come begging him for help. How does that sound?"
Davis's lips curled in amusement at her words. So, she did this on purpose.
"Jessica!" George's voice was laced with desperation now. "If you don't help, the Browns will be ruined!"
Jessica's smile didn't reach her eyes. "Then I suggest you prepare well, Dad."
"Prepare for what?" he asked hesitantly.
"Didn't you say the Brown will fall?" With that, she ended the call.
Immediately, she wanted to place the phone back, another call came in and it was from her good friend. Jessica leaned back against the headboard, pressing the phone to her ear as Bella's anxious voice filled the room.
"Jessica, are you okay? I saw the news. What's happening with the Brown family?" Bella's words tumbled out in quick succession, her concern evident.
Jessica exhaled slowly, rubbing her temple. "I'm fine, Bella. And as for the Browns… well, they're simply facing the consequences of their actions." Her tone was calm, almost indifferent, but there was a cold edge beneath it.
Bella was silent for a moment, perhaps processing what that meant. Then, hesitantly, she asked, "Jessica, did you have anything to do with this?"
Jessica smirked slightly. "What do you think?"
Bella sucked in a breath. "Jessica…"
Rather than continue the conversation in that direction, Jessica changed the subject. "What's happening with you?" Jessica asked.
"Jessica, don't change the subject. Tell me where are you? Are you okay in the Brown family or will you come over to my place for a holiday?" She asked with concern her voice softened a little at the end, almost as though she were extending a lifeline.
Across the room, Davis's gaze darkened slightly at Bella's offer. His fingers, which had been loosely curled on his lap, twitched. He didn't say anything, but his expression momentarily shifted—subtle, but noticeable.
Jessica caught the flicker of emotion on his face from the corner of her eye. He doesn't like this idea, she realized. But why?
Suppressing whatever thoughts crossed his mind, Davis turned his head away feigning nonchalantly.
"There's no need for vacation, I can handle myself well. Okay?" Her voice gentle as though talking to a kid sister.
"Let me know if you have anything?" Bella instructed. After talking for a while the call ended.
As soon as the call ended, silence stretched between her and Davis.
She turned her attention to him, "Why moody?"
"Nothing" he replied averting his gaze.
She is not a fool, his face had twisted at Bella's request, it is clear he didn't buy that idea but what made him think she will go on a trip at this time.
Jessica sighed "Don't worry, am not going anywhere." She muttered leaving the bed to freshen up for the day.
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