Chapter 4

Jessica's knees gave out.

She looked at me, her eyes brimming with fear and resentment.

But in the end, her greed for money overpowered her pride.

She gave a deep curtsy to me.

Her tear-streaked face looked so funny.

"M-Mrs. Grant, please have some coffee." Her hands shook as she picked up a cup of cold coffee from the table and held it out to me.

I didn't take it, but shot her an indifferent glance. "The coffee's cold. Make me a fresh cup."

Jessica bit her lip, tears rolling down her cheeks.

But she didn't dare fight back. Resigned,…