Chapter 108 I'm Willing

Jessica hung up the phone expressionless, her delicate eyebrows slightly raised, and a cold chill emanated from her bright eyes. Her usual signature smile disappeared without a trace, replaced by an icy demeanor.

"I never imagined that we would meet under these circumstances," Jessica said casually, turning her head to look at Marcus, who also had a frosty expression, his gaze as sharp as a knife.

"Believe me, I am even less willing than you are," Mr. Marcus said in a low voice, veins popping on his forehead, struggling to suppress his anger.

Quincy, Crystal, and Tatton approached them head-on, and they coincidentally bumped into each other. Quincy wore a white Armani suit, highlighting his slender figure, graceful and charming, without diminishing his toughness in the business world.

Tatton, a French gentleman, was tall and handsome, with a pair of light gray eyes always veiled in mist, adding a hint of mystery to his composure. Despite approaching middle age, he didn't appear to sho