When Jackson was walking over, Gabrielle managed to escape and found an aisle in the corridor. "I have to escape now. Otherwise, he must catch and take to take an examination," thought Gabrielle.
Gabrielle then hurried to ask the girl who was next to her, "Hey, what's your na? I want to invite you to have dinner if I am free."
"My na is" as soon as the girl said, Gabrielle had already rushed to another end of the aisle.
Jackson didn't chase, but staring at Gabrielle's back. It seed that he was waiting for a good chance.
"Have an investigation," Jackson said to Hill.
"I indeed want to know which man can persuade Mr. President in such a short ti," thought Jackson.
Half an hour later, however, Hill looked upset, walking toward Jackson, "Mr. Oliver, I can find nothing about Miss. Peters."
"Find nothing?" Jackson looked angry, wearing a bad expression, and gritted his teeth. Jackson couldn't help but thinking, "Fuck off. Is she stronger?"
And then Hill interrupted Jackson and reminded him, "Mr. Oliver, Miss. Gibson"
Jackson glanced at Hill coldly and said, "Tell the mayor or my father to pick her up."
"Mr. Oliver, you had made the promise that"
Jackson glared at Hill and interrupted, "Do you want to go there?"
Hill was shocked and soon realized that he made a mistake. So, he imdiately answered, "No. No. I don't dare to do so."
Jackson glanced at Hill and then walked away.
Hill imdiately chased. Then he plucked up the courage to ask, "Mr. Oliver, I'm sorry to interrupt. But would you want to get information from little Mr. Oliver?"
"Richard Oliver?"
"Your father loves the little Mr. Oliver the most. Moreover, he is a smart boy and loves Gabrielle. I suggest letting him have a try."
Jessica was angry at Jas.
She turned her back to Jas and scattered her hair on the white feather pillow.
"It is, of course, that Miss. Clifford is angry at because she almost recalled everything. As an arrogant and tough man, she must punish hard," thought Jackson.
However, Jackson looked peaceful, supporting his head with her elbows on the pillow. The pure white quilt covered his half body, showing his muscular chest and eight abdominal muscles.
Jessica still didn't turn back, so Jas played with her hair with patience and twined her fingers around again and again.
"I have her again," thought Jas. When Jas was thinking, the phone rang suddenly. Jas was unhappy and threw the phone on the ground. But the phone kept ringing. Jessica hated the noises and buried her head under the quilt.
But soon, Jessica lifted the quilt though she was naked. Anyway, they had made love, so Jessica felt all right, even if being naked.
However, Jessica was not willing to turn back, looking at Jas, so she picked up the clothes on the ground. When she picked up white lace underwear, but it beca the cloth fragnts.
Jessica bit her lips, and her whole face turned red because she recalled what happened last night.
Last night, as soon as she wore the clothes, Jas tore them into pieces within five seconds.
"What a violent man!" thought Jessica.
Jessica felt shaful and angry. She was so agitated that she threw the fragnts on Jas's face.
Jas had trained before, so he imdiately took the fragnts. But Jessica was surprised to find that Jas put the cloth fragnts near the tip of his nose and slled it.
Jessica's face turned red and hot and thought, "Is Jas an evil or the king of the evil? Fine, no matter who he is, he is horrible," thought Jessica.
"Miss. Clifford, you look better if you take off your clothes," said Jas. His voice sounded hoarse. Probably he was too tired last night.
Jessica lowered her head, looking for her clothes. To her surprise, Jas's and her clothes entangled just like them.
Jas's clothes were complete and good, but Jessica's clothes were broken.
It was all broken.
"I don't want to hear your voice now," Jessica said angrily.
Soon, Jas kept silent.
Jessica covered the sensitive parts of her body with her arms, walking into the changeroom. She had searched for a long ti but failed to find a woman's dress. This was Jas's bedroom, but all of Jessica's clothes were in her bedroom.
When Jessica just ca here, Jas let her live alone because Jessica was still suffered mood swings because of the depression.
"How can I get back my bedroom like this? There were so many bodyguards outside," thought Jessica.
However, there were no clothes she could wear, so Jessica stepped back and got into the bathroom. There were only two bathrobes. A bathrobe was thrown on the ground casually, and another bathrobe was soaked into the bath because Jas made love again last night.
"I am going to be crazy! There is no bathrobe for ," thought Jessica.
Thus, Jessica went back and said to Jas, "Let a maid bring a dress."
Jas shook his head and then pointed to his mouth.
Jessica was speechless and thought, "When I ask him to be quiet, he keeps silent. But when I ask him not to touch him, he indeed touched . Why?"
Jessica pouted her lips. She didn't want to see Jas anymore. "What a bad man!" thought Jessica.
And then Jessica pressed the service bell. It was a bodyguard on the phone, so Jessica said, "Let a maid bring a suit."
"This is the maids' day off."
"All the maids' day off?"
"Yes. Mr. Moore allowed them to take a month off."
Jessica turned back and stared at Jas, who looked innocent.
Hanging up the phone, Jessica picked up Jas's clothes, including his underwear from the carpet, and wore them.
Jas pursed his lips in sullen silence, looking at Jessica's back.
When he saw Jessica wearing his underwear, he felt excited because it ant their sex organs got close.
Jessica wouldn't have worn Jas's underwear, but she was used to wearing underwear when she needed to go out.
When Jessica got on the clothes, she glanced at Jas causally, finding he was excited.
Jessica was embarrassed, crossing her arms on her chest.
Since the white shirt that Jessica wore was a lightweight man's shirt, Jas could see her nipples through this shirt, and he kept her eyes on her nipples.
"Why is he so horny?"
Jessica imdiately picked up Jas's coat, put on, and then opened the door. She planned to go back to her room and changed into her clothes.
However, when she opened her bedroom door, she was astonished. There were ragged clothes here and there, but it was obvious that soone cut them into pieces because the marks were neat.
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