Chapter 18

Louisa's POV

"Oh, mine! It's really you, Louisa!" Jessica approached our table in her fucking Jimmy Choo high heels.

Can someone invent some sort of gun to reduce this bitch into atoms or something?

She's like a fucking human-shaped cancer!

I took a glance at her.

She had put so much makeup on her face that she looked like a fucking Pennywise.

But the heavy make-up couldn't cover the despise on her face.

"Why are you here in Rome?" I asked.

"Me? Oh, rich people like me don't need a reason to be in Rome! I'm on a shopping spree, actually. What are you doing here?"

"I was enjoying this beautiful vibe in this restaurant until you showed up," I replied.

"Uh-oh, someone is in a crappy mood." Jessica snickered and continued. "Your dress looks expensive. Did you steal it?"

"I paid 13 grand for it. So yes, it's a steal." Darren took a sip of wine and said.

Jessica's eyes lit up with sparks.

"Oh, Mr. Thornton! It's a great pleasure to meet you again! I've heard so much about you! My father,