Morgan was the CEO of the Hall's Group. Consequently, he was busy the whole day.
It wasn't easy for him to ask his secretary to save a day to come over to LA to see his precious daughter, but he didn't expect that such a thing would happen.
Morgan still had an important dinner party tomorrow, so he had to go back to New York tonight.
Otherwise, he would wait for Wendy to find out where the so-called "Sugar Daddy" rumor came from and then take Jessica to find the one who spread the rumor.
Jessica had a business dinner tonight, so she couldn't send Morgan to the airport.
Before Morgan left, he repeatedly asked Wendy to tell him at the first moment as soon as Wendy found out who started the rumor.
Jessica promised again before Morgan got into the nanny van.
After sending Morgan to the car, Jessica got into Wendy's car and was ready to go to the business dinner tonight.
The winter was still cold in LA at the beginning of April, and the wind at night was a little fierce.
Jessica was wearing a dark brown strapless dress with a brown fur coat on the outside. The car stopped at the entrance of the hotel. She took off her coat and walked in on her black heels.
It was a business dinner, so all of the attendants came from the business circle.
Jessica was not surprised to meet Lucas.
The meeting between Jessica and Lucas at noon was enough to show Lucas' opinion of the so-called "Sugar Daddy" affair.
They met again after six or seven hours. Jessica was not so uncomfortable when she noticed the irony in his eyes.
Perhaps she had been disappointed too many times, so she got used to it.
She only gave him a faint glance and smiled gently with her red lips. Then, she joined the crowd with a glass of wine in her hand.
Her dress was not the grandest, most exaggerated, and most eye-catching, but it was neat and elegant, so it was difficult for people to look away.
Besides, Jessica had a face that completely inherited the advantages of her parents'. The dark brown dress fully showed her curve and happened to reveal her snow-white ankles.
Chanel's classic anklet was hung on her ankles. Under the light, a few broken diamonds shone brightly.
Lucas stood at a distance from the crowd. Seeing Jessica, who was talking and laughing in front of a group of businessmen, Lucas felt somehow agitated.
Jessica was really "successful". She had played the role of a good wife for three years. It was just over half a year since they had divorced, but she couldn't wait to display her true personality.
It was nothing. Wasn't she the one who seduced him to sleep with her then? If it wasn't for that night, she wouldn't have been fortunate enough to be his wife for three years.
Lucas sneered, raised his head, and drank the red wine in his hand.
Jessica actually didn't hate this kind of social interaction. Besides, she was an influential person now. Therefore, she had a pleasant conversation.
But just as Jessica took a glass of red wine, the famous rich second generation in Los Angeles, Cedric White, came over and said, "Miss Hall, you look very beautiful today."
Cedrick was also a playboy, but he was far inferior to Terry. Although Terry had many rumors, he still had a bottom line.
But Cedrick was different. He would badger anyone he had a crush on.
Jessica smiled and replied half-heartedly, "Thank you, Mr. White. My friend is over there. I'm going over."
"Hey, don't go. I have something to say to you."
Jessica snorted, "What?"
"It depends on whether you want to have a chat with me."
Seeing that she did not leave, Cedrick raised his hand to hug her. Jessica moved to the side. "Mr. White, there are so many people here. It's embarrassing to do this."
"Interesting." Cedrick smiled. "I like this kind of girl. You seem reserved in public while flirting with men in private. Name a price. How much does it cost to sleep with you for a night?"
This was not an ordinary offense. If it was said to anyone else, they would have already been angry. However, Jessica only curved her lips and looked at him with a faint smile. "It's not expensive, just one billion."
Cedrick's expression changed when he heard this. "Jessica, are you joking with me?"
"What makes you think so? The price is clearly set. Mr. White, if you can't afford it, then I can."