Chapter 320: Can we now get you ready?
Jessica’s car glided slowly through the expansive gates of the Davis’s home. The gates had barely finished swinging open as it reacted instantly to the recognition of the car’s insignia and other security escorts rolled up behind, tailing at a safe distance.
As the vehicle pulled to a smooth stop in the curved driveway, a uniformed guard briskly approached and opened the back door.
With a graceful nod of appreciation, Jessica stepped out elegantly, her heels clicking softly against the marble driveway.
She paused briefly, her hand instinctively resting on her baby bump as she noticed its movement; a tender gesture that had become second nature.
The sun filtered through the trees, casting warm speckles of light onto the pristine white stones of the estate’s front yard.
Deborah, standing by the door in a neatly pressed apron, beamed as she watched Jessica approach. Her face adorned with a warm, welcoming smile, a warmth that could melt the thickest tension.
"You’ve worked so hard," Deborah said affectionately, wrapping Jessica in a gentle embrace as she slowly patted her back.
That embrace offered Jessica the solace of a mother figure that had long gone. She took a deep breath and stepped back casting a glance at her apron. She raised a brow "In the kitchen?"
Deborah gave a curt nod as she took the long coat and file folder from her hands and began leading her into the house.
Jessica returned the smile warmly as she followed her into the house, exhaustion lingering in her gaze but just as quickly, her nose twitched slightly, catching a familiar aroma in the air—the unmistakable scent of smoked fish, palm oil, and local spices simmering in harmony.
A loud growl erupted from her stomach, shocking her into a moment of sheepishness and a surprising hunger she hadn’t noticed until that moment.
Jessica’s cheeks reddened immediately in embarrassment at the audible rumble, prompting Deborah to laugh—a deep, heartening laugh, full of maternal fondness.