Chapter 62: Am I too harsh?
"Do you need a reason, Richard?" Her voice was smooth, but there’s a dangerous edge to it.
Richard gulped. He didn’t want to be caught in the crossfire of whatever storm was brewing, but he needed to know what he is to work on. "Not at all, Your Majesty. I just need to know how deep to dig... and how hard to strike.
Jessica’s finger traced the sink slowly as though in contemplation of the possible best answer while smiling at his careful phrasing.
"Make it loud, make it messy, but most of all—make sure they will have a good time and feel what it means to be at one’s low moments." She instructed.
"Also, I will send you an evidence of Clara’s scandal, it should be aired too, find out out the current project Risa is working on though it was paused but it is time to disengage her."
Richard felt another shiver down his spine. "Understood," he murmured.
"Am I too harsh?" She smirked. Richard gulped he can’t possibly give an answer to this question of her.
"It depends on their offence." He said slowly. Jessica nodded "Okay". And ended the call.
Jessica smirked coldly, her fingers tapping lightly against the sink as she whispered to herself, "George, George, George... I was thinking of giving you some time to enjoy yourself for the sake of my mother. But unfortunately, you didn’t cherish it and decided to provoke me. Well, good luck."
George had forced her hand. She had ignored them. But he has chosen to provoke her. A slow smirk played on her lips as she imagined the event of the next day.
Slowly, Jessica slipped out of her dress and stepped into the bathtub, the warm water enveloping her, she leaned back, her head resting lightly against the edge of the tub as she submerged her body into the tub.