On the Ruins of His Regret I Soar novel Chapter 30

Jessica was confused. “Isn’t that your last name?”

“No. My full name is George.”

Her lips twitched. Could that be real?

As if sensing her disbelief, his voice grew heavier. “How could I share the same surname as Mr. George? What’s your name?”

Not wanting to reveal her identity, she said, “My name is Bunny.” It was her childhood nickname.

He updated her contact name on his phone. The screen’s glow illuminated his chiseled features. His long fingers tapped the screen.

“So your name is Bunny, Jessica Brown.”

A jolt went through her, and a cold sweat broke out on her back.

“Got it, Bunny,” he said, his tone unreadable.

Caught in her lie, Jessica fell silent. After a moment, she managed a weak whisper. “Could you… unlock the door?”

He did.

Jessica scrambled out of the car and hurried away without looking back.

Back in her apartment, after a shower, she lay in bed, her mind a chaotic mess. She couldn’t keep working at the club; it was a young woman’s game with no future. She wondered if Lance would lift the blacklist after their divorce.

Letting out a long sigh, she tried to drift off to sleep.

Melissa shot Jessica a venomous glare. “You’re too nice, Catherine. If a woman stole my man, I would have slapped her senseless. And here you are, giving her business.”

“We’re family,” Catherine sighed. “It’s the right thing to do.”

Jessica entered the room with her tray. “We have Royal Salute, Romanée-Conti Grand Cru 1972, and White Horse Winery 1947. What would you like?”

“Something around twenty thousand,” Catherine said with a smile. “Let’s start with two bottles.”

Jessica knelt and selected two bottles of Royal Salute, opening them with practiced ease. “Enjoy. Let me know if you need anything else.”

As Jessica backed out of the room, Catherine pulled out her phone, her fingers flying across the screen as she typed a message to Lance.