Chapter 935



With that, Jake pulled Elma into a hug.

Elma tried to pull away at first, but then she started to cry.

“Daddy, please don’t be mean to my mommy, okay? And please don’t be with other women,” she sobbed.

Hearing his daughter’s cries, Jake felt his heart break.

He quickly wiped away Elma’s tears.

“Alright.

I won’t.

I promise.”

Just like that, Jake and Elma made up.

Having expected a fight between Jake and Elma, Lacey was completely caught off guard by this scene.

Just then, Leo walked over.

He sighed as he watched the touching scene unfold between Jake and Elma.

“She’s your daughter, Mr. Reeves,” Leo said softly.

“She’s just a little stubborn.

Deep down, she could never truly hate you.”

Jake scooped Elma up into his arms, worried she might start hiccuping from crying so hard.

He gently patted her back to comfort her.

“There, there, Elma.

Don’t cry anymore.

You’ll hurt your eyes if you keep crying,” he cooed.

Lacey had never seen Jake look so caring and loving before.

Why? What she had fought so hard for seemed to come so easily to Kallie and her children.

Why do they get to have everything?

Leo noticed Lacey’s unhappy expression and cleared his throat to get her attention.

“Lacey, thank you for bringing Elma.”

“It’s best to let Mr. Reeves and Elma spend some time together alone now.

You’ve done your part.

You can go home now,” he said pointedly.

Lacey glared at Leo.

“I was the one who suggested bringing Elma here,” she said icily.

“And now that I have, you want me to just leave?”

Leo sneered, his tone sarcastic.

“Oh, I almost forgot we need to pay you for your services.

How much do you want?”

Jake nodded in agreement.

“You did bring Elma here safely.

As long as your request is reasonable, I’ll agree to it.

Money is no object.”

Lacey’s eyes welled up with tears.

“Mr. Reeves, do you really think I did all this for money?”

Jake glanced at her, feeling a headache coming on.

“I didn’t mean to offend you,” he said.

“You helped me, so of course I’ll pay you.”

Lacey bit her lip, hesitant.

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