She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 1373:

“You wouldn’t dare.”

“Try me.”

Jack clenched his fists, too angry to speak.

Jessica threw him a final look, brushed past him with her bag, and strode out of the restaurant.

“Should we stop her, man?”

“That woman’s too full of herself.”

“Relax. Your dad loves you. You’ll be running the company soon enough.”

“Exactly!”

“Shut up!” Jack snapped, barely holding himself together.

quiet, not daring

muttered, seething. He wouldn’t touch her directly—but he could certainly make her life miserable.

“Got it,” they replied.

for shopping had completely

much in the way of ability, but his temper was vicious. Still, if she hadn’t pushed back, he would have gone even further—maybe even caused a full-blown

temples,

quiet lunch with her friend, they each went their separate ways. She headed toward the parking lot,

group of men in black had surrounded her car, each one armed with a club,

broke

her car window. She looked up and saw one of Jack’s goons glaring at her. He looked

live at

Prescott, care to step out

throat went dry. She

they think she was,

A club slammed against the

She jumped, heart pounding.