Chapter 93 It Seems She's Being Treated as a Nanny
Jessica stared at her cellphone for a long time, unable to digest the sudden influx of information. Slowly lifting the cellphone, she aligned the page with a side profile photo towards the direction where Gabriel stood tall.
Gabriel saw the photo displayed on her cellphone screen, which was a clear image of himself. His dark eyes remained calm and composed, showing no signs of embarrassment or discomfort from his identity being suddenly exposed. He simply shifted his gaze away from the cellphone screen and looked at her.
"Did you do it? Gabriel Harriman?" Jessica put down her cellphone. "Did you make all those tricky public controversies about me suddenly disappear from the entire Internet?"
As Jessica spoke, her demeanor hinted at instability, as though she was seeking belonging or steadiness. In a state of confusion and perplexity, she used her remaining rationality to control her shocked and stiff body, maintaining an expression that didn't reveal her inner feelings too much.
Although she appeared calm on the outside, internally, she was either completely out of control or greatly shaken, unable to maintain her composure.
She was always a perceptive person, but her busy life with work and taking care of children left her with little time to inquire further about the issue. She knew he wouldn't say, so she didn't persist in asking.
In this fast-paced information age, she'd only just pierced the superficial facade, which could be considered very late.
Indeed, it was too late!
No wonder she had no connection to the Harriman Group in the first place. But that time, with the Rolls-Royce and the driver who seemed unnatural all over, and the person from Harriman Entertainment later intervened to help her keep her role, and that time, Nicholas's strange expression and how quickly he signed and left.
She should have thought of that earlier!
Gabriel didn't deny it, calmly saying, "It’s me."
He admitted directly.
It felt as if he was just making a casual introduction— "Hello, I'm Gabriel."
Jessica was speechless.
Soon after Gabriel's calm words fell, the sound of his footsteps approached, steadily and confidently, as he walked closer to her, looking down at Jessica, who was only up to his shoulders in flat slippers.
Jessica suddenly found herself at a loss for the right expression to put on her face. No wonder he always spoke in a commanding tone, and he must have been used to standing high in the clouds.
So these days, she had been saving him, tending to his injuries, cooking, and doing laundry—was she being treated as a nanny?
Jessica had too much on her plate right now. Her thoughts were scattered. She didn't have the energy or mood to confront him about pretending to have amnesia.
She just wanted to ask him how he knew about her situation, and he acted so promptly.
Gabriel directly provided an answer, leaning in close to her ear and whispering, "Last night, you knelt by my side, holding onto me, shouting, 'CEO daddy, save me.'"
Jessica was astonished.
She suddenly raised her head to look at Gabriel in front of her, trembling as she pointed at herself.
Before she could maintain the shock from before, she was startled by a second shock. She stammered, "I... What did I call you?"
Gabriel's stern brows twitched slightly as he looked down at her, almost with a hint of a smile.
She suddenly raised her hands to cover her face as if in collapse, trying to calm herself down, then quickly turned away, saying, "Alright. You don't need to say anything. I drank too much last night. It was irrational of me to beg for help like that. You shouldn't hold it against someone drunk!"
As she spoke, she began to regain her composure from the immense shock. She took a deep breath and did not even look at him anymore. She abruptly pointed towards the door and said, "I saved your life. You've helped me twice, and we're even now. Leave! My house can't accommodate capable people like you! Go!"
Jessica was truly agitated.
Even though she didn't understand why she was so agitated, the only thing clear to her now was that she couldn't breathe properly. If this continued, she feared she might fall ill from the stress.
Spencer was Gabriel!
Her mind was consumed by this increasingly concrete cognition!
Numerous images have flashed through her mind over the past month.
Was she a fool?
She was so dull that she hadn't noticed until now.
Jessica wanted to collapse on the sofa and take a deep breath.
But her last bit of pride kept her pointing towards the door.
Gabriel should indeed return for tomorrow's directorial meeting. However, his sudden presence here with Jessica deviated slightly from his initial plans.
Gabriel saw her turn her back and point towards the door, not wanting to make things difficult for her. He picked up his cellphone and made a call, "Landon, come pick me up."
Jessica suddenly turned in surprise. "You're already a grown-up. Do you really need a pick-up? You used to even cook in my house personally. Now that your identity is exposed, you've turned into a young master who avoids getting his hands dirty, right?"
Gabriel didn't interrupt her, putting down his cellphone and pointing towards the main bedroom. "After I leave, how do you want to handle the things I've used?"
Jessica replied, "Definitely throwing them away. I'm not a deviant. Why would I keep your things?"
"I'm not used to others handling my things. If they need to be thrown away, I'll do it myself," Gabriel was accustomed to her direct and unrecognizable change in attitude.
Jessica was speechless and muttered softly, "You have quite a few quirks."
Gabriel raised an eyebrow, but at that moment, Jessica suddenly reached out to grab his cellphone, "This is mine. I'll handle it myself!"
Due to his excessively superior height, Gabriel easily lifted his arm out of her reach. "I'll take the cellphone with me as a memento."
Jessica unexpectedly jumped up and successfully snatched the cellphone, triumphantly and ruthlessly saying, "No way!"
Seeing Jessica directly pocket the cellphone, refusing to let him take it, Gabriel looked at her face with brown eyes and asked in a deep voice, "Are you so heartless?"
"What emotions can I share with businessmen like you who prioritize profit? It's more practical for me to ask you directly for ten million dollars than to talk about feelings with you." Jessica patted the pocket containing the cellphone as she spoke.
"You can ask for it."
At that moment, a vision of ten million dollars in cash laid out in front of her popped into Jessica's mind.
The temptation was quite strong!
But what happened on Twitter yesterday nearly cut off her retreat and almost cost her life. He casually helped her so much. Saying they were even was not an exaggeration.
"Don't test me. I'm sure I can't withstand your kind of test." Jessica suddenly pushed him towards the door with force, urging him, "Go, go, go!"
As Landon arrived, he witnessed Jessica firmly escorting the esteemed CEO of Harriman Group, Gabriel, out the door.
