A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

lust as Jessie was about to tease Jeslyn, the door creaked open.

Lettie inquired, Jessie, why are you outside at night? Who are you talking to? In the next moment, Lettie was taken aback.

Lettie spotted a child squatting at the entrance of the corridor.

Although the childs features were not clearly visible, Lettie could discern that she came from money. Lettie couldnt help but ask, Whos that kid? Jessie skillfully sidestepped the crucial details and replied, Shes a child Ive tutored before.

Immediately after that, the girl stood up and assumed a respectful posture. Hello, Maam. My name is Jeslyn Waston, and my father is Albert Waston.

Lettie was shocked.

Coincidentally, the voice-activated light illuminated the corridor, revealing Letties pale complexion. She gazed at Jeslyn.

Though accustomed to indulgence, Jeslyn was also perceptive. She cautiously moved back, pressing against the wall, her expression turning timid.

Lettie whirled around to face Jessie, snapping, Jessie, have you lost your mind? Youre seeing Axell now, yet youve brought this child home? Havent you endured enough because of Albert? Tears welled up in Letties eyes as she cried, Youre causing me too much pain.

Jessie rushed to explain, Mom, its not what you think. Elsie, who used to look after me, sent the child here. I havent been in touch with Albert.

Lettie remained unconvinced by Jessies explanation and pressed on, If you havent been in touch with him, why would Elsie send the child toyou? Doesnt the child have a mother? Jeslyn interjected quietly, My mother died.

A subtle tension hung in the air.

After a prolonged silence, Lettie emphasized, Regardless, Jessie, You are not permitted to have any further involvement with Albert.

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Jeslyn sniffled and asked quietly, May I go inside and have some bug spray? lll leave when my father comes to pick me up.

Jeslyn was young but perceptive.

She sensed Letties dislike and perhaps even hatred for her.

Jeslyn felt disheartened and wished to leave as soon as possible. As Elsie had taught her, forced actions seldom yielded agreement.

Jessie noticed the small bumps from mosquito bites on Jeslyns arms and legs. Feeling sympathy, she pleaded with Lettie, Please let her in. Its chilly out here at night.

Initially reluctant to agree, Lettie relented when Jeslyn sniffled.