You Looked Down on Me Once, Now You Look Up. novel Chapter 554

Patricia had Oliver all figured out by now.

If you asked him for permission, the only right answer was yes. Say no, and he’d throw a fit. Seriously—he’d get mad every single time. Then you’d have to bend over backwards to calm him down. Might as well just agree and save yourself the hassle.

“Yeah, sure, I’ll come get you. Just wait for me,” she said.

Jackson came back, juggling a giant cup of frog-milk bubble tea, just as Patricia told him to head to Pacific Capital.

He nearly dropped his drink. “Are you kidding? We’re almost home, and you want to drive half an hour in the opposite direction to pick someone up at Pacific Capital?”

“For what? Picking up Mr. Padilla? What, does he not have a car? Or a driver? Can’t you find something better to do with your life?” he complained.

Patricia didn’t even blink. “A thousand. Shut up.”

Jackson’s mood did a complete 180. “Thank you, boss!” He couldn’t say no—he was desperate for cash these days.

Ever since Patricia took his cards, he’d been living off a tiny monthly allowance. Going from having six figures in savings to barely scraping by on five grand a month was pure torture. He wanted to cry every time he checked his account.

By 8 PM, Riverdale’s second rush hour was in full swing. They snaked their way off the side street and onto the cross-district bridge, crawling through bumper-to-bumper traffic. Jackson kept glaring at the navigation, which kept repeating, “Speed limit seventy.” He finally snapped, shut it off, and muttered, “Seventy? I’d be lucky to hit seven at this rate. How about you come push the car yourself?”

Patricia just let him rant. She knew Jackson was all talk, no action.

After what felt like forever, they finally inched off the bridge, but just as they thought they could catch a break, the main road into the financial district was jammed up too.

“Oh, come on! This is tighter than the hair on Aiden’s arms,” Jackson grumbled.

“So annoying,” Patricia said, cracking a smile.

She was about to say something else when Jackson’s phone started ringing. He glanced at the screen, then quickly looked away, giving Patricia a shifty look.

She immediately got it and held out her hand. “Hand it over.”

“Huh?”

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