Gabrielle felt very embarrassed and tried to make a smile.

The phone was grabbed by Jackson Oliver immediately.

"Why is Jackson so nervous? Some secrets must be saved in his phone," Gabrielle said to herself.

Alas—

"If he doesn't throw out my phone..." Gabrielle said to herself.

There was another phone in Gabrielle's hands now. She held the phone tightly. She immediately got away from Jackson when he tried to stop her. In the end, Jackson just touched the bedsheets.

Although Gabrielle didn't take a shower, she casually put on the bathrobe opened.

At this time, the phone suddenly rang.

"What a coincidence? The phone just came to ring," Gabrielle said to herself.

She glanced at Jackson, who was naked lying on the bed. Half of his body was covered with a quilt. His sexy gluteal groove was uncovered.

"In this early morning, it's like I'm having a sexy bed experience with him. I am a fortunate one. It seems that I fucked him," Gabrielle thought again.

"There was a phone call."

Jackson was covered by two pillows, answering in a lower voice without looking up, "Answer the phone for me."

Gabrielle cleared her throat and took the phone. The voice came out, "Mr. Oliver, your little mistress is ready."

"Mistress?" Gabrielle said to herself.

"Jackson indeed has many secrets," Gabrielle said to herself. She was going to threaten him and tried to blackmail him.

"Mr. Oliver? Are you here?"

"Oh. Hello, Mr. Ivan. Mr. Oliver was lying on the bed waiting for me. I will tell him what you said. By the way, say hello to the little mistress for me," Gabrielle said in a lower voice on purpose because she wanted to suggest that she had slept with Jackson for the whole afternoon, so her throat was rough.

"Mr. Ivan, my throat got hurt. You added another injury by having this conversation. You need to pay."

"Miss. Gabrielle, please go on. I'm sorry to interrupt you both."

"Mr. Ivan. Hello, Mr. Ivan. Tell me how to deal with my throat injury."

Ivan Hill hung up.

Gabrielle was disappointed. She would have earned some money, but nothing she got. She then looked up and found Jackson leaned sideways, staring at her.

He said to her, "I need to do something more. You aren't satisfied."

Gabrielle didn't answer. She was eager to know the message that her elder sister sent her because she wasn't sure how long she could use the phone.

In the message, Avery urged her to persuade Mrs. Meyer to take a heart transplant operation for Charles Meyer.

Looking at the message, Gabrielle bit her lip and looked at Jackson, an unreasonable man. Moreover, he was really good at laying a trap for others.

Gabrielle was also set a trap and got a billion-dollar debt unexpectedly. It was tough to persuade Jackson.

Jackson had already fastened the bathrobe's belt, but his chest muscles could still be seen clearly. Some scratch had been left on his chest.

Jackson immediately grabbed the phone, but all apps were closed.

"What were you doing with the phone?" Jackson asked.

"I did nothing. Just browse entertainment news," Gabrielle answered. Jackson also sat on the bed and faced Gabrielle. They were close, not far away from each other, just one arm's length.

Gabrielle then said to him, "Hill, just let me tell you that your little mistress was ready."

Gabrielle winked at Jackson and stared at him, trying to make him embarrassed. It was said that eyes were a window to see the soul, but Gabrielle found nothing at Jackson's eyes.

It seemed that Jackson had already known everything.

"What is the password?" Jackson looked at the phone screen and asked. Because there were some records on the program and Gabrielle didn't have time to delete them, he opened the app that Gabrielle just opened.

"Password? What do you mean?" Gabrielle held the phone, asking.

"Passwords are something private. How can he ask me? I have to pretend I knew nothing," Gabrielle said to herself.

Jackson ignored what Gabrielle said. He inputted a few letters and numbers on the phone.

"Ash! How do you know my password?" Gabrielle couldn't stop shouting. She just realized that she said an impolite word and covered her mouth. According to her family rule, any impolite word shouldn't be said.

Gabrielle then stuttered, "Well. My elder sister needs your help."

"I would like to help," Jackson answered. He crossed his legs, and one hand casually put on his knee.

Jackson stood up, strode by the window, and leaned against it, staring at Gabrielle seriously.

Hearing that Jackson agreed without hesitation, Gabrielle was so astonished that she almost jumped. A second later, Gabrielle suddenly realized that there was something wrong. Jackson wouldn't promise without any conditions.

Expectedly, Jackson just showed his three fingers calmly. When Jackson explained what his gesture means, Gabrielle just wanted to break the window glass and kicked Jackson out from the 28th floor. "He must be dead," Gabrielle said to herself.

"3 billion dollars?" Gabrielle widened her eyes, asking. Billion dollars debt would be the highest debt in her life, Gabrielle never thought that she would get 3 billion dollars debt.

On the contrary, Jackson was still calm and looked serious.

"You can earn 50 million dollars at one night, so you can earn 3 billion dollars in two months."

Gabrielle knew she had to fight him again. So she stood up from the window sill of a sudden. "I intended to pay off the debts in one month, but now I got another two months to pay off. It was nonsense," Gabrielle said to herself.

Gabrielle was afraid that Jackson would break his promise, so she changed her mind and put herself in Jackson's arms, saying, "Mr. Oliver, we are so close. Money means nothing between us. I know you don't need to get money from me."

"If I get no money from you, what can I get?"

"Ah. Don't be serious. Two months would be fine. You can't break your promise," Gabrielle said embarrassedly. She had already sworn at Jackson many times, but she had to give in.

Gabrielle then looked up and found Jackson had been asleep against the window sill.

Gabrielle really wanted to shout at him.

Moreover, Jackson held her breast.

Gabrielle looked up and turned around so that she can look at Jackson from a particular angle. Looking at him from this angle, Jackson looked handsome with his slightly curled eyelashes, the high bridge of the nose, and thin lips. Gabrielle couldn't stop exclaiming to herself, "He looked really handsome from any angle."

She suddenly wanted to touch Jackson's face, but Jackson stopped her when her hand almost reached his face.

Jackson said, "Do you want to be fucked on the window sill?"

Hearing that, Gabrielle put her hand back silently.

***

Howel Mansion

Avery took the gift bag with cufflinks to the change room. She opened a stained-glass window and looked down. Evan was speaking on the phone by the balcony on the second floor.

Avery could only see Evan's back. He wore a white shirt and a limited edition watch. His sleeves were rolled up casually. Occasionally, Evan clicked on the back of the phone with his fingers.

Avery looked at him peacefully. She was thinking about how to persuade him to go to B Country. She lowered down her head and checked a mail on her phone.