A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Alberts stomach rumbled at the sight, but before he dug in, he dialed Jessies mom to extend his thanks.

Elsie, unwilling to miss out, hovered nearby, her ears perked.

Albert shot her a glance. His expression was mixed.

When Lettie picked up, she remained frosty as she said, Mr. Waston, whats the deal? Albert humbled himself further.

In a respectful tone, he praised, Hello, Lettie. I just got back and tried your chicken soup. Real thoughtful. Those bamboo shoots, fresh as they come. But Im sure it wasnt easy to find them this time of year. Maybe just toss in some yams next time.

Lettie scoffed.

Are you already lining up for another bowl? And drop the first-name basis. Too cozy. I dont want the folks getting the wrong idea.

Albert wasnt fazed and maintained his respect.

He used to charm women with ease.

Age hadnt dulled his skills. Before hanging up, hed have his next soup lined up.

Elsie stood agape.

She blurted out, Mr. aston, youre really something else. This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Albert chuckled softly. Too bad Jessie isnt falling for it.

Elsie nodded. Guess you didnt take her seriously enough, hurt her too much for a shot at the future.

Albert glanced up at Elsie, who realized her blunder and made a hasty exit.

Acar pulled into the yard, likely Jessies.

Albert caught sight of her stepping out of the car just as he glanced through the floor-to-ceiling glass.

The sky was painted with rosy hues.

In the twilight, Jessie emerged from the car, dressed in a chic silk blouse and knee-length skirt, looking stunning as ever.

She strolled toward him through the fading light.

Less than ten meters away, separated only by transparent glass, she stood in the dimness while he lounged in the opulent dining room,

eyeing her like a lord.

After a beat, Jessie gave a slight nod, maintaining a polite distance.

Albert chuckled dismissively.