Chapter 89 Daddy CEO, Save Me
Gabriel picked up the cup and glanced back at her. "Are you going crazy with alcohol again?"
Suddenly, Jessica walked towards him and raised her hand to poke his chest.
Then, as if to confirm that the person in front of her was real and not an illusion, she continued to poke him hard in the chest.
Gabriel was about to push away her agitating hand, but the woman in front of him suddenly squatted down, hugged his legs, and cried out, "Daddy CEO, save me!"
Gabriel's brow twitched in silence.
Feeling that her sincerity was not enough, Jessica suddenly sat directly on the ground, tightly holding onto his legs and closed her eyes with a look of determination as if prepared to make a great sacrifice.
The water in the cup was no longer hot, and it would soon cool down if not drunk.
After a moment of silence, Gabriel said calmly, "Get up first and drink the hangover remedy."
Jessica still held onto his legs, muttering persistently with only two words, pressing against his legs, "Save me!"
Gabriel sighed softly, put down the cup, and tried to help her up. However, Jessica refused to let go of his legs. He exerted a little force to pull her up, realizing that she showed no signs of sobering up, which gave him a headache.
"When did you find out?" he asked in a calm tone, gripping her shoulders, stabilizing the woman who could barely stand, and then said firmly, "Stand properly."
His tone remained commanding as usual.
However, Jessica couldn't stand steadily at all. She just looked at him with her eyes, first with a smile, following another smile, and then her body couldn't support herself and fell backward.
Gabriel caught her, and Jessica suddenly fell into his arms, perfectly captured by his single arm. A cup of hangover remedy was instantly brought to her lips, and he half-coaxed, half-forced her to drink it.
Jessica coughed and pushed him away, staggering and falling onto the nearby sofa, coughing painfully for a while.
Just then, Landon sent a few messages.
Gabriel glanced at Jessica, who was coughing uncomfortably from being forced to drink, and picked up his cellphone.
Landon sent several screenshots and succinctly summarized Jessica’s situation on Twitter in text form.
Landon: [According to the current regulations for tainted artists, once Jessica's role in interfering with others' relationships or marriages is confirmed , she will be immediately removed from the cast, all her scenes will be deleted, replaced by someone else, and she will be fined a substantial breach of contract fee. She will no longer have a place in that circle, and all activities will be excluded. Facing such media scrutiny and online violence, liking a post is equivalent to giving her a final judgment, leading to her having no room to maneuver, and the adversary seemed acutely aware of how to maneuver Jessica into a corner, executing her strategy with striking finality.]
After a few coughs, Jessica laid back on the sofa and fell asleep again.
Gabriel put away his cellphone, glanced at the drunkard, picked her up, and carried her back to the bedroom.
As he helped her cover the quilt, he noticed Jessica frowning in her sleep, her hair not completely dry, somewhat damp and cool, indicating she wasn't sleeping comfortably.
There was a hairdryer in the main bedroom's bathroom. Gabriel got up, brought the hairdryer over, plugged it in, bent down by the bed to pull Jessica's long hair to the side and blow-dry her hair.
After a while, the whirring sound of the hairdryer stopped, and Jessica slept more soundly with her head no longer damp, her furrowed brow gradually relaxing.
Setting down the hairdryer, Gabriel sat by the bed, watching Jessica sleeping, pushing aside the two strands of hair that had been tousled in front of her forehead.
Everyone may present different appearances or behaviors in public, but only at home can they truly be themselves.
Having spent over a month with Jessica in this house, he knew her well.
The cellphone beeped again, and Gabriel lifted the blanket slightly for Jessica and then picked up the cellphone.
Landon: [I had someone checked the IP location. Keegan went to the capital for a business trip two days ago and hasn't returned yet, but the IP location he logged into on Twitter today shows Xyleria. The precise IP area is in Maplewood Harriman Estate A9 building.]
Gabriel called Landon. "Who lives there?"
"The Jenner family, the head of the Sunroy Group. Trinity, whom we looked into before, is the family’s darling."
Gabriel looked at Jessica, who was sleeping peacefully, took her cellphone, opened her Twitter, and scrolled through the abusive private messages and comments mixed with curses. He said coldly, " These dirty things are unsightly; my bottom line is to clean them up before daybreak."
After all, he had to deal with Jessica's so-called ‘Daddy CEO’ after daybreak.
There was no need for such dirty things from the internet and media to occupy his attention and energy.
[Who do you think you are, daring to snatch Trinity's husband from her, disgusting!]
[You've done so many bad things, be careful of getting hit by a car when you go out!]
[Who gave you the courage to compete with the queen of the screen for Keegan? Wish your whole family to perish!]
Jessica suddenly sat up, the tormenting thoughts from her dreams still lingering in her mind, the private messages and comments that popped up one after another on Twitter yesterday.
She sat on the bed lost in thought for a long time, then looked down at the blanket covering her, and then glanced at the bed beneath her.
How did she end up sleeping in the main bedroom?
After drinking excessively last night, waking up wasn't as uncomfortable as expected, but she had endured numerous Twitter-related nightmares, leaving her with a lingering headache.
She raised her hand to rub her head. Without much thought, she pushed aside the blanket and got out of bed, thinking about how to explain the incidents on Twitter to the director when she went to the set in the afternoon.
The news hadn't spread much while they were filming last night, but it would definitely be known today.
If she arrived at the set in the afternoon and they handed her a termination agreement instead of a script, she wouldn't be surprised.
She should have realized that even if she encountered a problem calmly and had many ways to solve it, facing an opponent like Trinity required more than just confidence.
If it were just her, she could think of a way to retreat gracefully, but now she was an artist under Mackenzie, and she couldn't harm her.
As Jessica picked up her cellphone to read the messages Zoey had sent her last night, she walked outside, her brain racing at high speed without coming up with a good solution. Suddenly, she bumped into a solid, warm chest.
She paused, raised her eyes, and met Gabriel's dark, calm gaze.
