Grayson, Catherine, and Aria looked at each other at a loss.
Catherine wanted to curse, but Grayson stopped her. “Enough. That man may be an ex-convict too! There are all kinds of people in jail. Who knows what he was in jail for.”
Catherine paused for a moment before saying uneasily, “Are we going to leave this matter alone?”
After a moment of hesitation, Grayson said, “We’ll see. If Heiden does pursue Aria on this, we’ll think of something.” Grayson did not have the guts to go back in and challenge that man again.
Aria stood beside them, deep in thought the whole time. She wondered if the man earlier was really an ex-convict. She had been unable to see his face clearly as his bangs were covering his eyes. Even so, she could tell that he was charming.
For some reason, she found that Jackson’s figure looked inexplicably familiar. It was as if she had seen him somewhere before. Could he be someone from the entertainment industry?
***
Meanwhile, Serenity looked at Jackson, who was in the room with her, and thanked him.
“Thank you.”
If Jack had not come back, her father would have hurt her.
“What are you thanking me for? Helping you is the right thing to do.” Jackson glanced at her ankle and said, “Your ankle hasn’t healed. I’ll help by rubbing it with the safflower oil.”
rubbed some on her ankle, and
asked nervously, “Aren’t you going to ask me about earlier?
say it,
people are my father, stepmother, and
anything else to ask?” She knew Jack must
eyelashes fluttered lightly. Then, he looked up at Serenity. “What do you want
reflected a strange
gradually eased. She calmed down and took a deep breath. “I was in prison for three years, and I only just got out of prison not long ago. I was
upon finding out that she had been in prison. Those who knew her history were judgemental of her and would deliberately keep
wondered if Jack would be the same. At this moment,
Jack answered lightly and concentrated
her by surprise. She blinked her eyes and wondered if that was
I’ll call you Sis. We’ll take care of each
down because of his words. “Jack, I’m glad
that
***
Sunday. When she met Jack, she could
simply wearing an ordinary cotton shirt, pants, and sneakers. Although he was wearing just plain street goods,
by his bangs, but even so, the occasional glimpses of his eyes under his bangs were
never seen a man with such beautiful eyes. His eyes were more striking than the idol stars she knew, and he had delicate features, even speaking with a
wonder if he was truly a
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