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."

wait outside? Is there a problem

just an assistant; shouldn’t he wait outside? Or do you actually want

wrong with

problem! Don't you understand the concept of rank? You want an assistant to eat with us – have you lost

is my assistant; he should eat at the same table with

harbor some doubts. "Is he

is! My

deciding to go along with her daughter's wishes. But Avery wasn't going to let

a high-end restaurant.

conversed with the blonde, blue-eyed waiter in French

pink

Really Is My

"Did you just slap my

me to slap? If I feel like doing

"You..."

something? I’ve got a meeting to

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

place, Avery had made a reservation next to the

in a regal purple gown that

wasn’t until 7:15 that Jessica arrived. Daniel, that

twenty years, while Jessica was just fifteen minutes late. But Avery's mood darkened when she

pointed at Daniel,

"I am..."

cut in. "He’s my assistant, Daniel. Also, he's my