At James's place.

The soft bed felt the weight of Jessica. She was gently put on the bed. Her fair was on the bed, and her look was confused. Her gorgeous face was rosy.

James held both hands on either side of Jessica. He held her hands moving down her tender arms. Then he placed her hands on top of her head.

Jessica looked away because she was afraid to look him into the eyes. His look was too hot as if it was burning and made her fidgety.

James said with a tempting tone, "Miss Jessica, look at me." It was so alluring, especially from the graceful and perfect man who always kept his distance. It really touched Jessica's heart, and she was moved.

Jessica took a glance at James's lips and recalled the kiss and her unbrushed teeth. She got dry in the mouth and licked lips. Her face got red.

Jessica said, "Can I wash my face first?" Even if James didn't mind, she would.

James smiled, and it was especially alluring to Jessica. He didn't want to give her a hard time. So he lowered his head and said yes. Then he flipped over to get Jessica up, holding her hands to the bathroom.

Jessica had to follow him. For some reason, Jessica felt James was fond of being intimate with her. But she wasn't used to the level of intimacy due to depression for a long time. However, she didn't hate being intimate with him. On the contrary, she got used to it.

Jessica dwelled on the thinking so much that she didn't realize James stopped. She hit her nose right on his back.

Then the nose tip got red immediately.

Jessica was about to massage it when James moved faster and pinched her nose tip, "You silly thing."

His tone was gentle and deep. Jessica had the delusion for one second that he would bear to see her hurt. But why would he kill her grandpa?

Jessica couldn't think straight anymore.

Then she felt a warm towel on her face. Was James washing her face?

Jessica blinked and calmed down. When she did, she saw James looking at the line of facial cleansers in front of him. Then he picked one out.

It was the brand Jessica liked. It smelt like milk. It wasn't a famous brand, but she liked the taste.

Jessica asked, "How do you know I like this one?"

James said, "I smell it. It's a lot like your smell, especially..."

Then he looked down at her breast.

Jessica crossed her arms to stop him from looking, saying, "I can wash on my own."

Then there was knocking on the door, saying, "Sir, Miss Darling is here."

Jessica got frightened, but James held her in his arms, saying, "Don't worry. I'll come back soon."

Erin was led to the living room by the maid. She gave her black cape to the maid who pouted and hung it for her.

The maid was such a snob. A while back, she was so welcoming. But she didn't even greet Erin seeing she was here.

Eric said, "Stop!" She couldn't stand being ignored by a maid.

The maid looked around, saying, "What is it, Miss Darling?"

Although she said with a smile, Erin could hear how impatient she was.

Erin was still mad for what happened at her party last time over Jessica. She decided to vent off on the maid. She charged over and slapped the maid across her face.

The maid covered her face, saying, "Miss Darling."

Erin said, "I'm doing this to teach you to be an obedient servant. How dare you look down on me? Take a good look and see who I am."

The maid was dazed because of the slapping. She took a deep breath and glared back at Erin. She said, "What? Just another woman abandoned by Mr. Moore."

She was whispering that to herself. But Erin knew how to read lips. She could tell what the maid said.

Being abandoned by James? Did Jessica do something to make others believe she was a dumped girl?

Erin squinted with a diabolical look. It was not good for her to slap the maid across the face. She was about to kick the maid when-

The maid said, "Mr. Moore."

The maid had sharp eyes and saw James walking downstairs. She also raised her volume on purpose, thinking she was saved.

Erin gave the maid a warning look. She remembered what she did to her.

When she turned around, she smiled to greet James.

James said, "What do you want to see me about?" He put one hand in the pocket. He wore a black shirt and pants to keep distant from Erin, yet it was so graceful. James slowly came downstairs with a poker face.

Erin said, "I'm here to apologize for what happened at my party." She looked behind his back, saying, "Where is Jessica?"

James answered, "She's taking a bath." He deliberately said it wrong, knowing Jessica was only washing her face.

As James expected, Erin's look changed. But she pretended she didn't care and said, "I guess you're happy with a mistress you buy."

James looked at Erin with crystal eyes and smiled, "Yes, I do."

Erin turned pale. The honesty of James implied indifference and distance.

Erin hated the way James spoke to her. No wonder even a maid could ignore and look down on her. She wondered if James forgot what she did to increase his popularity among the voters.

Did James want to get rid of her after their work was done?

James should know that marrying Erin was the shortcut to become the president.

So that woman was nothing, Erin thought.

She took a deep breath and said with grace, "James, if you're still not interested in me, I'm walking away right now. But you should know my father has the most important vote for the presidency."

Erin continued, "There are so many coming to my house asking my father to marry me. Although you're popular among the public, there is one thing you don't have. That is the great supporting power. If you marry me, you can have all the power that my father possesses. My Darling family will support you in becoming the president.

After hearing what Erin said, James's look turned interesting. He lifted up his eyebrows and came down in front of Erin.

Unlike his beloved Jessica, Erin knew the significance of fame and fortune. She could also make smart decisions.

James smiled and looked down at her, saying, "If, I'm only saying if I marry you, how will you deal with my lovers?"

Erin smiled too, answering, "You can have the same number of lovers after you marry me."

She meant James could have multiple lovers. She didn't mind.

Erin added, "But Jessica Clifford is an exception."

James squinted quickly, asking plainly, "Oh?"

Erin said with utter confidence, "I can accept that my husband has multiple lovers. But I can't tolerate that he is in love with only one woman. That's not me!"