Oliver's Substitute Bride (Oliver and Jessica)
Chapter 39

As long as it was work, a secretary had no reason to refuse.

When Jessica came out of the president's office, she met Martin whowas about to enter. "Hello, Mr. Deerman.”

Martin nodded.

"Martin, you're finally here. Let me tell you something strange. Mr.Williams brought his secretary to dine with us together. I never see himlike that. But I like it very much. With beauty like Jessica dining with us, Iwill be full just by looking at her tonight.”

Oliver was busy and did not hear what Carl was saying to Martin

"Is Miss White going to dinner too?"

"Yes. I really like mature women like Miss White."

When Oliver heard the name of Miss White, he glanced at Carl.

"Why are you glaring at me? Don't tell me that you are a boss whowould occasionally f*ck your secretary.”

Yes, he is." Martin listened with a wicked smile and said nothing."Martin, I'll take you to see the lounge inside.” Carl was so talkative."Oliver is so extravagant. By contrast, we really led a beggar life inAmerica.”

Oliver finished all the work and said, "Let's go now."

"I haven't shown Martin around your office yet.”

"He's been here many times.”

"What have you done behind my back? Only I have been here for thefirst time."

"If you don't want to leave, just stay here. Martin, let's go.”

Oliver and Martin walked straight to the elevator exclusive for the boss."Why are you walking so fast? Won't you wait for Miss White?"

Carl squeezed in as the elevator door was about to close. "You two areplotting to leave me alone.”

"I wanted to come out with Miss White so that others would assumethat I have a girlfriend and they would not covet me anymore. Youshouldn't walk so fast."

Carl had lived in the United States for many years. Even his dressingstyle was American street style. With a handsome face, he could alwayswin women's affection.

The two men in front of him strode forward. Only Carl was walkingslowly and kept waving at women who were ogling him.

They arrived at a private home cuisine where Oliver often entertainedguests.

Jessica was already waiting at the door and was about to bring theminto the private room. But at this time, she met Sally in the hall.

"Good evening, Mr. Williams. Are you here for dinner too?" Sally wentto greet Oliver.

"So are you, Miss Saletta?"

"I had an appointment here. But the other party can't come because ofsomething. I feel boring to eat here alone and I am about to leave.”Sally turned to Jessica and said, "Miss White, you're getting prettierthese days.”

Jessica smiled sweetly and blushed. "That's sweet, Miss Saletta.”Martin suddenly said, "Miss Saletta, if you don't mind, you can havedinner with us. If there are more people, there will be more fun.”

Sally glanced at Martin and wondered whether he had known her. Shefrowned slightly. "Won't I disturb you?"

Jessica tugged at Sally's clothes. Sally looked at Jessica's pleading eyesand smiled, "Then I'm glad to join you."

Jessica also breathed a sigh of relief. Otherwise, she would feelawkward dining with three men and didn't know how to finish her meal.The five people sat down and started to talk about the weather inBirmingham.

Martin looked at Sally who sat opposite to him and asked, "MissSaletta, are you a local?"

Everyone else looked at Sally when he asked her.

A trace of displeasure flashed across Sally's eyes. "My mother was bornin Birmingham. I'm half local.”

Soon, the waiter served dishes, easing the tense atmosphere in theroom.

As soon as the waiter left, Carl asked, "The dishes look very good. MissWhite, what do you like to eat? I'll help you with the dishes.”

Jessica was stunned and looked at Oliver, who was sitting in the mainseat.

Oliver glared at Carl. "Aren't you hungry?"

"Mr. Williams, don't keep a straight face when dining with us. You willruin our appetite.”

"It seems that you are not hungry. You can leave early and let us have aquiet dinner.”

"Without me, can you have this meal?"

Sally said, "Mr. Salen, did you come from afar?"

"Not really. I'm a local.”

Martin continued, "You're a foreigner. Don't call yourself a Birminghamman."

Sally thought Carl was like an American-born man. "Mr. Salen, did yougrow up abroad?"

"Not really. I have similar experiences with Oliver. Am I right, Mr.Williams?"

"Why do you suddenly mention me when talking about yourself?"Jessica had just learned that Oliver had grown up abroad. She hadnever asked anything about Oliver. But she could tell from previousmeetings that these two men should be Oliver's best friends.

Carl saw Jessica eating slowly and asked. "Miss White, are you notsatisfied with the food here? What do you want to eat? We can ordermore."

Jessica suffered morning sickness slightly and had no appetite. WhenCarl found something wrong with her, Jessica became very nervous."No, thanks. I'm full.”

"Miss White, do you want to go to the bathroom with me?" As Sallyspoke, Sally had already stood up.

"Okay."

After they left, Carl asked Oliver, "Is Miss White short-spoken all thetime?"

When Carl asked, Martin was holding back a snicker.

Oliver ignored Carl and continued eating.

"Did I say anything wrong?" Carl was also puzzled and then askedMartin.

"If you keep talking, I will drive you out of Birmingham.”

"No. I haven't even met your wife. You said you would bring her tomeet us and treat us to dinner.” Carl pointed at Oliver.

Martin laughed out loud. Carl suddenly realized what was happeningand opened his mouth wide.

"Mr. Williams, seriously? Jessica is your wife? You're torturing your wife.She has to sleep with you at night and work for you during the day?"Oliver did not deny it. So it was true.

"Martin, why don't you tell me earlier?"

Martin raised his chin at Oliver, meaning that since Oliver wanted tokeep it a secret, he couldn't expose it.