Chapter 642

“Jessica, what are you doing?” Jack stood before Roxanne, his expression grim.

Jessica, drunk and disinhibited, grew even angrier when she saw Jack defending Roxanne. Despite this, she remained superficially gentle with him. “Move aside, Jack! This has nothing to do with you.” She even attempted a smile.

Jack frowned. “Jessica, we’re in public; please control yourself. Go home if you’re drunk.” He glanced at Jessica’s friends, a silent request for their intervention.

They understood and approached cautiously. However, Jessica spotted them. “Get lost, all of you!” she shouted hysterically, then turned to the space behind Jack. “Come out here, Roxanne! What are you scared of?”

Roxanne frowned. “Ms. Hightower, please sober up. I’m only friends with Mr. Damaris.” Even if they were more than friends, Jessica had no right to interfere. Their relationship was none of Jessica's concern; Jessica's feelings for Jack were purely her own.

“Friends?” Jessica scoffed. “You have plenty of friends, don’t you? It’s late, and Mr. Morrison and Jack are still with you. I knew it! You’re a minx, pursuing two men at once. You're smug, aren’t you?”

The trio’s faces darkened.

“Jessica Hightower,” Jack boomed, “Mind your language. Roxanne is a business partner and friend; we have no romantic involvement. What nonsense are you saying?”

Jessica was stunned. “Jack, what are you talking about? I like you!” She moved closer, arms outstretched to hug him.

Jack instinctively pushed her away. Jessica stumbled, speechless.

Roxanne’s frown deepened. She wanted to comfort Jessica, but Larry restrained her. “Roxanne, you can’t always be kind.”

Roxanne had never heard such an icy tone from Larry. Considering Jessica's animosity, Roxanne remained where she was.

“You’re drunk!” Jack shouted, controlling his anger as he watched the stunned woman lean against the wall. “Go home, and I’ll pretend this never happened.”

Realizing the gravity of the situation, Jessica’s friends rushed forward.

“Jessica, Mr. Damaris is angry. Let’s go.”

“Mr. Damaris, Dr. Jarvis, we’re so sorry. Jessica’s drunk; please don’t blame her.”

Their pleas and apologies overlapped. They tried to support Jessica, but before they could reach her, she straightened, using the wall for support. They sighed in relief, believing she had sobered. “Jessica—”

“It’s all because of you!” Jessica glared at Roxanne. “You bitch! If not for you, Jack wouldn’t treat me like this!”

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