"Pamela, you have not introduced yourself properly. I only know you are an Allen and I seem to have seen you somewhere else." Jessica asked with inquisitive glare.
She really wants to know her more because living in the Allen needs her to have a close person but since everyone in the Allen family is only thinking for themselves she is then the better candidate.
"I am an actress, model, and singer. The lady with the stage name "summer" is me" She answered proudly. Jessica nodded in understanding. She had felt the sense of familiarity with her the first time they met.
"I am proud of you as a woman growing up in this dangerous setting to have made it to this point. Pamela’s smile flattered. She had grown up the hard way.
Growing up as an Allen without any substantial benefits, Pamela had to carve out her own path with her tears, sweat and blood. The only person who had ever encouraged her was Davis before his accident.
Unlike the favored heirs of the family, she was given no special treatment, no backing. People only acknowledged her name but never truly respected her status as it was never a secret she is the abhorred daughter. .She had to thread on dangerous ground with caution.
In order to survive, she had worked her way up and managed to secure a place in the entertainment industry. With a smile she briefed them on the various experiences she had with the family.
Jessica took a sip of her tea, her eyes glinting with interest as she listened to Pamela’s unintentional revelations about the Allen family.
Pamela suddenly turned to Jessica with a lighthearted smile. "Sister-in-law, do you mind joining me for shopping?"
Jessica raised an eyebrow at the invitation, Pamela wasn’t the type to have close friends—her position in the Allen family had made sure of that.
"I have a dinner night to attend in two days time and since you are here, it will be wise to have you go with me to pick the best outfit" she smirked.
Jessica stared at her silently for a while in contemplation. Then, a thought flashed through her mind, her eyes glittering with mischief as she glanced at Davis.
"I don’t mind at all," Jessica said. "But I think we have to go with your cousin, I hope you wouldn’t mind having him with us," Jessica said.
Pamela’s eyes widened slightly before a mischievous smile played on her lips. "Why do I mind? I think it will be more interesting." She beamed.
With that conclusion, she left the room with a speed of light. Jessica smiled lightly before she turned her gaze to Davis. "We are going together." She said.
"Wouldn’t I embarrass you with the way I am sitting on the wheelchair?" He asked and Jessica glared at him.
Pamela returned to her room to prepare , Jessica paid a visit to the old man to check on his health and was satisfied with the results. As she stepped out of the old man’s room. Aaron and Vera stepped into the sitting room from the entrance. They had just returned from the hospital.
Jessica’s eyes flickered with a trace of amusement as she glanced between Aaron and her. Their expressions showing a mix of emotions they are struggling hard to hide.
Vera asked Aaron to go on while she have a word with Jessica. Aaron nodded, he is already exhausted by the incident and this is just like granting him an amnesty. He never believed he will endure through the night
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