Chapter 17 A Cheap One Like Y*u

He was supposed to deal with her after he finished the soup, but there were business issues expecting him.

It was his principle not to delay business for women.

Clutching her empty stomach and staring blankly at the empty bowl on the dining table, Emma almost went crazy.

Didn't like coriander? But he ate them all…

That's a whole pot of soup. Was he the winner of the competitive eating or something? She only sipped twice...

"Miss Spears, you have been in the Jackson Family for so long. Don't you miss your baby?"

"No, I really don't have a baby. My answer stands even if I have to say it a hundred times. I have never had a baby."

After another day of fatigue bombing interrogation, Emma was in poor mental status when she got up from the polygraph chair. She rubbed her painful head.

"Miss Spears, are you all right?"

Closing the interrogation document in his hand, Jacob looked at Emma worriedly with his wrinkled eyes.

"I would be perfectly fine if you stop asking me these boring questions." Emma hated Kevin from the bottom of her heart, but she didn't have the heart to hate Jacob. She shook her head to sober up. After a long while, she asked again, "Butler Jacob, when can I leave this place?"

If things went on like this, she was afraid that she might go crazy.

"Miss Spears, like I said before, as long as you obey Master Kevin."

"But…"

"He was furious again just now, saying that the snacks the chefs made were not good. How about you make something like that? I heard that he drank a lot of fish soup that you made last time."

Emma was silent, but her face showed that she was reluctant.

Jacob advised kindly, "As long as he is in a good mood, he might listen to you more or less."

As long as he was in a good mood… he would let her go?

Then, she should try it again.

Bearing this thought in mind and enduring her disgust and hatred towards Kevin, she obediently made a bucket of vanilla ice cream and walked up the winding art stairs.

A woman walked downstairs coquettishly, her red pajamas falling halfway. Her E-cup breasts were particularly eye-catching…

It was the woman who had sex with Kevin in the corridor the other day. She remembered her name was Nancy Swan or the like. One of Kevin's mistresses or she should say the woman wasn't even worth calling his mistresses.

Anyway, it was none of her business.

Emma only glanced at her and then walked upward without squinting.

A white thigh ran across her, so she had to stop.

"If you think you can stay with Mr. Jackson by not handing over the child." Nancy looked at her unpretentiously, her voice revealing an indescribable charm, "The outstanding women around Mr. Jackson line up a few tables. I'm afraid the cheap ones like you are not qualified to join the team..."

Her intention to provoke her couldn't be more obvious.

Emma raised her eyes to look at Nancy. She wasn't angry but felt ridiculous, refuting, "Then which side are you in?"

"You—"

Being satirized, Nancy was quite embarrassed, stretching out her hands to push Emma.

Emma hastily held the ice cream in her hands high, "Mr. Jackson wants this. Go ahead and beat it."

Hearing this, Nancy was stunned, holding her hands back. She didn't dare touch anything Kevin wanted even if she was more courageous.

"Excuse me."

Seeing her retreating, Emma said lightly, bypassing her and going upstairs. Behind her came Nancy's disdainful sounds.

Several steps later, Emma suddenly paused. Her pure little face wrinkled slightly.

She had a feeling that something was wrong.

Did Nancy just come here to warn her that?

After thinking for a while, she took a spoonful of ice cream, and a strong stench spread her mouth immediately. She spit into the trash can beside without hesitation...