Chapter 7 The Kiss

David Thompson pushed open the door and was slightly stunned at the scene before him. His gaze lingered on Jessica for a moment before flickering away.

"What are you doing?" he asked, with a signature smirk on his lips. "Did you arrange this big show just for me since it's my first day back in the country?"

As soon as David entered, someone immediately stood up and laughed, "Bro, you came just in time to watch this great show."

"See that? This waitress accidentally spilled all the drinks and can't afford to pay for them. Andrew said he'll help her pay if she kisses him or crawls under his crotch. Look, she's about to do it." Someone said.

"Oh?" David raised an eyebrow and asked. "There are options, right? Why not kiss?"

Before anyone could answer, David laughed and said, "Does this young lady find Mr. Mason repulsive because of his unattractive appearance? Then how about me?"

David pulled Jessica into his arms as he spoke, and lowered his head to kiss her in front of everyone.

"WOW!" The whole room erupted.

William, sitting on the high-end sofa, suddenly stood up, his temples throbbing as if on fire, and a rage that he had never imagined before began to grow in his heart.

Jessica was even more shocked. She never expected that after being kissed, David used his fingertips to wipe her moist lips in a flirtatious manner and said, "Don't even know how to breathe? Haven't you been with a man before?"

Boom!

William felt like he was about to explode!

While Jessica was still in a daze from the kiss, her mind went blank. Before she could say anything, David had already taken out a check from his pocket and written a large sum of money on it.

"Okay, I'll pay for the drinks," David said with a smile as he threw the check at Andrew. Without further ado, he grabbed Jessica and left the private room.

Andrew was stunned as he held the check, immediately looking towards William. To everyone's surprise, William had crushed his wine glass into pieces without anyone noticing, and the shards were falling from his hand.

"Mr. Davis --" Andrew called out to William, but William suddenly kicked him away.

"Ah!" Andrew screamed as he fell to the ground.

William stood high above and looked down, while his leather shoes gradually kicked him hard. He said word by word, seriously, "No one else can torture my woman."

He did hate Jessica! The agony she brought him was so great that he could crush her bones and burn her to ashes. Even if she had to die, she had to die by his hand, and no one else could interfere.

"Mercy on me, Mr. Davis, please --" Andrew immediately begged for mercy when he finally realized his wrong deed.

"You'd better cherish this last drinking party, because from now on, the Mason family is finished!" After saying this, William picked up his suit from the sofa and left the private room.

Meanwhile, David dragged Jessica out of the private room, into a car. Before she could react to everything that had just happened, she was already at the hospital.

'Why…" Jessica panicked and asked, 'Why did you bring me here?"

David raised an eyebrow, but didn't say anything. He just stubbornly took her to the elevator and brought her to a female doctor, and said, "She accidentally fell and hurt herself. Could you please check if it's serious?"

Jessica was a bit surprised. How did he know she fell?

"When I was a kid, I fell very hard one time, and my clothes looked exactly like yours. My mom gave me a good beating afterwards," David explained with a mischievous grin, as if he could read her mind.

Jessica finally looked down at her work clothes, which were stained with dirt.

When the doctor came to examine her, she barely touched her back before Jessica couldn't help but groan in pain, with a look of agony.

The doctor looked at her and seemed to realize something. She picked up a pair of scissors and cut open the back of her clothes. When she saw the wound, she took a sharp breath in shock.