The Understated Dragon Lord

Chapter 328 He Really Is My Assistant

Daniel was shocked. "Did you just slap my face?"

"Well, isn’t your face just there for me to slap? If I feel like doing it, I will!" retorted Jessica, giving him another light tap on the cheek.

"You..."

"What? Did you want to say something? I’ve got a meeting to attend. Get back and change into something nice. Don’t embarrass me tonight!"

With her instructions clear, Jessica walked away, her high heels echoing on the floor, hips swaying confidently.

That evening, at Provence Restaurant, one of New York's most upscale eateries, Avery's favorite place, Avery had made a reservation next to the window - it was the best seat in the house with a stunning panoramic view of the city’s twinkling lights.

Avery arrived early, dressed in a regal purple gown that draped elegantly around her, waiting patiently at the table.

The meeting time was set for seven o'clock. However, it wasn’t until 7:15 that Jessica arrived. Daniel, that idiot, had made her late.

Avery wasn't too bothered by her daughter's tardiness; after all, she had been absent for over twenty years, while Jessica was just fifteen minutes late. But Avery's mood darkened when she saw Jessica didn't come alone; she was accompanied by a man.

"Who is this?" Avery pointed at Daniel, questioning Jessica.

"I am..."

Before Daniel could introduce himself, Jessica cut in. "He’s my assistant, Daniel. Also, he's my driver."

Relieved to hear the word 'assistant,' Avery sighed and said to Daniel, "Since you are an assistant, go wait outside."

should he wait outside? Is

shouldn’t he wait outside? Or do you actually want him to

with that?"

of rank? You want an assistant to

about rank. Daniel is my assistant; he should eat at the same table

to harbor some doubts. "Is he really just your

he is! My

go along with her daughter's wishes. But

wanted her daughter to see that a lowly assistant didn't belong in such a high-end restaurant. She would embarrass Daniel

blonde, blue-eyed waiter in French for a good while. Then,

three differently colored cocktails. Avery and Jessica had pink ones in front

Really Is

shocked. "Did you just slap my

slap? If I feel like doing it, I will!" retorted Jessica,

"You..."

Did you want to say something? I’ve got a meeting to attend. Get back and change

clear, Jessica walked away, her high heels echoing on

Provence Restaurant, one of New York's most upscale eateries, Avery's favorite place, Avery had made a reservation next to the window - it was the best seat in the house with

arrived early, dressed in a regal purple gown that draped

for seven o'clock. However, it wasn’t until 7:15 that

been absent for over twenty years, while Jessica was just fifteen minutes late. But Avery's mood darkened when she saw Jessica didn't come

pointed at Daniel, questioning

"I am..."

in. "He’s my assistant,