Unaware that she had entered the living room while engrossed in conversation with Elsie, Jessie found Albert already there, as anticipated.
Holding a newspaper, he queried casually, âWhoâs the insufferable jerk? Are you referring to me?â
With a chuckle, Elsie ascended the stairs to summon Jeslyn.
Jessie and Albert found themselves alone.
Unable to contain her frustration any longer, Jessie confronted Albert.
âWhat do you want from me, Albert? Why do you persistently target me? Iâm in a relationship already.
Canât you leave me alone?
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Or do you intend to persist until you destroy my life?â
Albert was taken aback by her words.
However, he gazed at Jessie intently, as though studying her.
After a brief pause, he sneered.
âIt seems youâre quite content with your new boyfriend, arenât you? Heâs young, promising, and well-educated.
But I havenât overstepped any boundaries, let alone tried to ruin your life.
If you didnât want to be Jeslynâs teacher, you couldâve declined from the outset.
But wasnât it your boyfriend who made that decision for you?â
In this way, neither of them showed any willingness to back down.
Recalling the moment when Axell ki*sed Jessie, Albert harbored an intense desire to tear the man apart.
Similarly, Jessie lost her temper and exclaimed, âIâm telling you, I quit.
I refuse to teach your daughter!â
Subsequently, she retrieved a bundle of cash from her bag and hurled it at Albert, causing him to wince in agony.
With a frigid tone, she instructed, âTake your money back! Never appear before me again.
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Albert glared at her with fury, yet Jessie remained unfazed.
Turning on her heels, she prepared to depart.
Suddenly, she heard a plaintive voice emanating from the staircase.
âDo you hate me, Jessie?â
Jessie turned around, searching for the source of the voice.
The villa was aglow with stunning lights, enhancing its beauty.
Jeslyn stood near the staircase, dressed in a white gown.
Her black hair framed her face, accentuating her exceptional beauty.
Jeslyn gazed eagerly at Jessie, her hand resting on the handrail.
The expression on Jeslynâs face made Jessie feel as though she had wronged her in some way.
However, that was not the case.
Jeslyn had been quite fierce previously, even more so than Kiana.
Jeslyn went downstairs slowly.
âNo, stay there,â Jessie implored, her voice slightly strained.
She composed herself and attempted to explain, âIâve returned the money to your father.
Iâm no longer your teacher.
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Jeslyn remained motionless, her expression devoid of emotion.
âI know nobody likes me.
Dadâs always busy with meetings and work.
Only the servants stay with me.
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