Contract Marriage: My Sweet Bossy Wife

Chapter 111 Call Me Grandpa

Amara looked at Leila as if she was looking at a retarded. She thought to herself, “The cruel old man

you mentioned is sitting next to you! Why not ask him in person? Then the truth will be revealed.”

"Leila, if it wasn't that I replaced you to marry him, now that guy should have been your husband. You

would have been his wife long time ago."

Jessica looked at Leila.

"Jessica, I know that you have always been prejudiced against me. You hate me from the bottom of

your heart, but please watch your language! I am innocent! How could I have anything to do with

private estate? How could I marry that kind of guy?"

Leila looked like she was wronged and pitiful.

Amara sneered. Soon the reality would slap her face.

"So that's the case. If you really don't want to have anything to do with the people in private estate, just

shut up. It's not your turn to comment things you shouldn't know."

Jessica said sharply, and her face was full of mockery.

"Mr. Lorenzo, see, she..."

Leila's face was pale. Her eyes were full of tears, and she looked at Lorenzo aggrieved.

Jessica's aura had become more and more strong recently. She had a sharp tongue. She didn’t give

Leila any chance to refute and properly suppressed Leila.

“Jessica, don't go too far!”

Lorenzo slowly looked up. His eyes were deep. Through the lingering smoke, he looked at Jessica who

was sitting on the other side.

Jessica's heart skipped a beat. She knew very well what Leila was thinking. Leila was constantly trying

to see from Lorenzo’s words and actions whether he still cared about her.

Jessica was afraid that she didn't cover up well enough, so she simply ignored Lorenzo and pretended

that she had already broken up with him.

Lorenzo frowned when he saw that Jessica was calm and didn't want to talk with him at all.

Seeing that, Leila thought that Lorenzo was tired of Jessica. Finally, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Lucian looked at Jessica. Leila was so worse than Jessica no matter it was IQ or others. Jessica was

more domineering. Sure enough, after being with Lorenzo, she changed a lot.

Jessica was really smart.

Leila was only a little smarter than Juliette. She only knew to play tricks, but she was not clever

enough, so she was easy to be seen through.

"It's too boring. Tonight, everyone is here. Let’s play a few games?"

Lucian felt that the atmosphere in the private room was a bit depressing, so he cleared his throat and

took the initiative to suggest.

"No, I’m so unlucky today. I can’t play cards..."

Jessica didn’t want to play it. Lorenzo was better at it than her. Last time, she was totally defeated by

him. She didn’t want to lose again.

"Come on! The game is simple. You haven't known how to play it yet. After playing for a while, you'll

know it by yourself."

Seeing that Jessica was about to leave her seat, Amara hurriedly stopped her.

"I…"

Jessica was speechless.

"Mr. Lorenzo, you don’t often play it. Today's opportunity is rare. I have to learn from you."

Leila didn’t feel any embarrassed. She was sitting beside Lorenzo quickly before he spoke.

Jessica was sitting opposite Lorenzo, and Amara was sitting next to her.

Jessica was mad now. Even if she and Lorenzo were acting, it didn't mean that she was happy to see

other women by his side.

Besides, it was Leila who she hated the most.

"Everyone, I’m going to be the dealer."

The waiter looked at everyone and nodded respectfully.

It was not sure who was the winner. Other bosses came here to have fun. What they needed to do was

to play with Lorenzo. Usually, it was impossible for them to be at the same table with Lorenzo to play

cards.

After those bosses opened the cards, it was Jessica's turn. She was so angry now. Then she threw a

card out, which happened to hit the back of Lorenzo’s hand.

The bosses exchanged glances. What did she mean?

Being mad?

Acting like a spoiled child?

"Hey, Miss Jessica, why are you angry? Are you deliberately going against Mr. Lorenzo?"

"Mr. Lorenzo is such a big shot in Ameriart. No one dares to disobey him. Miss Jessica, you want to

oppress him?"

"Hey, the rumors on the Internet are very lively these days. The man you have an affair with? Silly

man? Where are the words coming out!"

"..."

Lorenzo looked at Jessica, who was sitting opposite, and then looked at the card which was thrown on

the back of his hand.

"Mr. Lorenzo, what are you hesitating about? You have already lost. Does it make sense to resist?"

Jessica defiantly looked at Lorenzo, like the queen.

Leila was surprised that Jessica dared to be so arrogant. She wanted to fight back. It must be that

Jessica was dumped and then became angry. So she wanted to take revenge against Lorenzo now.

"Miss Leila, please help me order some black coffee."

Lorenzo had a faint smile on his face. He turned to look at Leila, and his voice was soft.

"Okay, I'm going to get it now."

Seeing that Lorenzo looked at her so tenderly, Leila felt the happiness got to her head. She shyly

responded, got up and left.

The moment she got up, she looked at Jessica, showing the smile of a winner.

The disgusting person had already left the private room. Lorenzo continued to play cards. He kept

staring at Jessica. He threw a random card, which was big.

"..."

Jessica gritted her teeth and glanced at the card.

There was no suspense. Lorenzo won again.

Those bosses all showed ambiguous smiles.

"I've said it a long time ago. With Mr. Lorenzo here, no one has a chance to win."

Someone was joking.

"Well, Miss Jessica has to listen to Mr. Lorenzo."

Another person spoke with a smile.

"What? One cup of coffee is not enough? Mr. Lorenzo asked me to order a second cup?"

Jessica smiled and looked at Lorenzo coldly.

Lorenzo knew Jessica well. Right now, she was jealous.

He was really innocent. He just cooperated with her to act, but now he was hated by her!

"Call me Grandpa."

Lorenzo leaned lazily on the back of the chair. His sexy thin lips opened slightly.

Grandpa?

Someone almost choked on himself, coughing a few times.

Jessica looked at Lorenzo angrily. She knew that this man was narrow-mind. The people all over the

country were talking about his gossip. He needed to save some face and self-esteem.

Jessica looked calm, but she raised her legs under the table, and kicked Lorenzo with her high heels.

Lorenzo wasn't angry or dodged. He just let Jessica kick him. There must have been a lot of cute little

shoe prints on his trousers. In Lorenzo’s eyes, Jessica's every move was adorable.

"Miss Jessica, calm down. It’s not surprise. Every woman can't wait to call Mr. Lorenzo Grandpa."

"Yes, they will be so happy if they have such chance."

"Come on, don’t embarrass Miss Jessica. Mr. Lorenzo, how about change the other punishment?"

There were some people who stood up and helped Jessica.

"Well, Jessica, just call me honey!"

The moment Lorenzo looked at Jessica, his face was full of pampering that could not be concealed,

and his low voice echoed in the huge private room.

Honey…

Honey?

Jessica's little face instantly turned red. Although they two were the couple, Jessica never called him

that way. Mostly, she called him Mr. Lorenzo or Lorenzo.

She felt so embarrassed to call him honey.

"I'm going to do some makeup."

Jessica took a breath and got up.

Lorenzo stared at Jessica, just to tease her.

"Hey, Miss Jessica, don't go away. You lost. You have to accept the punishment! Just call Mr. Lorenzo

Grandpa."

Those bosses smiled and shouted in the direction of the gate.

"No, no. She’s bad at playing cards. Although she is such hot, I can't stand it."

"You guys go on. I'm going to smoke a cigarette."

When Lorenzo saw Jessica's figure fading out of his sight, he followed.

"Since both Mr. Lorenzo and Jessica have left, I'll play with you guys. Everyone, go on, go on."

Amara took Jessica’s seat and said. This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

"Miss Amara, really?"

"You are a big shot! Who would dare to win you?"

"Besides, if you want to take care of our emotions, what will you do if you lose money? Who will pay for

it?"

"I'm such an adult. Do I still need to worry about money? Of course, I’ll pay for it."

Amara tapped the table with her long and fair fingers.

"In Ameriart, everyone knows about you. Mr. Watts spoils you so much. Even if you lose the money, he

will make it up for you."

"Who is talking about me?"

As soon as they finished speaking, a low voice here sounded behind Amara.