Sextuplets From Ruthless Love

The woman's background wasn't known to him, nor had he seen any of her abilities. Except for

her pretty appearance, there was nothing special about her.

"Grandpa, she's feeling ill right now, so she's inconvenient to talk to you. Let's just discuss this outside."

Trevor frowned slightly. There was a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

"Fine. We'll talk outside."

Maximilian was well aware of Trevor's temperament. Seeing the expression in his grandson's eyes, Maximilian retreated from the room.

She was a mere young woman to him. Hence, there was no rush for Maximilian to use any means against her at the moment.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Seeing that Maximilian had left the room, Trevor said gently to Jessica, "Don't worry, I'm here. Don't think about anything else, just rest and recuperate well." Jessica furrowed her eyebrows and said nothing.

"Could it be that Trevor really like my new identity?"

Once Trevor was gone, Jessica lay in bed and stared at the lamp on the ceiling, lost in her thoughts.

"It's not a bad thing if he really likes me. Wouldn't it be easier for me to use him to enter the business world?"

While she was deep in her thoughts inside the bedroom, both Maximilian and Trevor were staring at each other wordlessly outside the living room.

"What would you like to drink, Old Mr. Gulliford?"

Eventually, Monica was the first to break the silence in the room.

"No need forthat."

Mr. Gulliford furrowed his eyebrows as he got up and walked out without looking back, only saying, "You should seriously consider what the consequences might be if you go against me.". Trevor replied impassively, "Goodbye."

His gaze were filled with determination. However, Monica thought she had done something wrong.

"Did I say something wrong, Mr. Gulliford?"

"It has nothing to do with you. Just get back to work."

He then turned around to enter the master bedroom. At that time, Jessica happened to be sending text messages to her children. As soon as she saw Trevor entering the room, she quickly hid the phone away. Trevor frowned at the sight of that.

"What is she hiding there? Was she really talking to her husband on the phone? Is she really married? Impossible!"

At the thought of that, he grasped the headboard tightly and sat down slowly.

"What do you want to eat?"

"I'm not hungry yet."

Jessica shook her head. Deep inside, she was feeling extremely frustrated.

She might lose her mind if she continued to stay at the Gulliford residence.

"How can you not eat? How about I feed you some instead?"

Trevor picked up the bowl of oatmeal, scooped up some oatmeal carefully held the food to Jessica's mouth. "Mr. Gulliford, Ms. Black is here."

A nanny's voice was heard outside the room. Trevor furrowed his eyebrows slightly, and his breathing quickened.

It was obvious that this was

Maximilian's intention. If it weren't

for him

no woman would dare to

come to the Gulliford residence

uninvited.

"I should really just go, Mr. Gulliford. You don't have to put yourself in a difficult position because of me."

Seeing Trevor's frown, Jessica

assumed that he knew about the

truth. Naturally, she guess thatat was Maximilian's plan to have Leah come here.

Maximilian had been urging Trevor to get married for a long time. In addition, there were only a handful of prominent families in Herington that could present

their socialite daughters to the Gulliford family. Naturally, Maximilian was very fond of Leah right now.

"What's so difficult about it?"

Trevor's frown deepened upon hearing Jessica's words.

"When will this woman know how important she is to me? Putting me in a difficult position? I'd go crazy if she wasn't with me!" "I mean..."

Just when Jessica was about to say something, Trevor suddenly set the bowl down and pressed himself against her.

"What are you trying to do, Mr. Gulliford?"

Jessica was a little flustered.

"Don't you know that you're mine?"

There was a trace of disappointment in his eyes.

"This... The only reason I am yours is because I work for your company, and nothing else."

Jessica was on the verge of going insane. "What's wrong with this man?"

She was no longer the top socialite in Herington, nor she was the eldest daughter of the

Jackson family. Jessica was only a secretary to him.

What does he mean by all this? she wondered.