Daddy, don't flirt

Chapter 356: Come for Your Darling Husband?

After a short silence, Chris Lockwood spoke. “If something worries you, don’t hold it in your heart.”

Reaching out, he rubs Jamie's hair as his eyes dote on her.

“Older brother, I’m okay. It was only the bungee jumping that made me a bit unwell. Jamie Moore lets out a smile, but it wasn’t pretty. Her face was so pale, people would think she was heartbroken and in pain. Chris Lockwood sighs softly as he caresses her hair more gently for fear that he would tear it off.

If he had to guess, this was all related to the person she likes the most; the man named Dan William. When he found her a few years ago, she looked exactly like she does now. It seemed as if his sister was doomed to forever be a part of that man’s life. Chris Lockwood narrowed his eyes, his thoughts becoming complicated. The sudden ring of a phone distracts Jamie Moore, drawing her back into reality, “Hello?”

“Madam, I have received news from President William. Tonight, on the ninth floor of the Star theatre, President William will be hosting a party for his friends and acquaintances. I am to enquire if Madam would like to attend the party”. Secretary Sam says over the phone. His words momentarily brought back the illness she had just been feeling. Her eyes shone brightly, and she quickly replied.

"Tell me the time, and I will be there tonight". After hanging up the phone, Jamie is full of fighting spirit. Although still pale, her drive was returning to her eyes. As long as she knew where Dan William was, she had a way of explaining everything clearly. "Isn't there someplace to be? Let's go. I'll escort you".

Chris Lockwood must have heard some of what was said on the phone. He gently smiled, giving her encouragement. “Brother, you’re the best”. Jamie Moore happily threw herself into his arms and hugged him. It was nice to have a brother.

“Silly girl”. Chris Lockwood let out a helpless smile. “You are like my sister. If I’m not good to you, who will be?”

On the other side, Derek William was watching the two as they hugged in the restaurant, wondering if he should tell the young master about what he was seeing. But at the thought of Dan William’s cold command that time, he decided to report anyways. The night scene is like ink. At about seven o’clock, Jamie Moore arrives at Star Theatre. With a VIP card, she smoothly enters the ninth floor. The party should already be in full swing.

Standing in front of the door, she hesitates. Should she go in or not? What should she say if she went in? At that time, a waiter passes by her, carrying a vase with flowers. Her eyes flash, and she reaches out and pulls a flower from the vase. “Excuse me, I apologize, I would like to borrow this flower”. She says to the waiter with a smile. The waiter frowns and is just about to say something when he notices that even though Jamie’s clothing was simple, it was the year’s famous winter brand and that on her wrist she was wearing a limited edition Chanel bracelet. Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Without saying anything, the waiter smiles and leaves. Jamie hadn’t noticed the waiter's expression and reaches for the petals of the flower. Wendy does it every time, plucking petals; go in, don’t go in. Leaning against the wall of the box, she reaches for one petal and pulls it. But before she could start counting, a shadow appears in front of her. “Little Jamie Moore? Why are you standing here? Did you come to see your husband?” Jamie Moore subconsciously looked up and saw Bruce Hill's smiling face.

“Yes”. She snorted as she threw the petals in his face. “But why are you standing here? Are you coming in with me?” Bruce Hill didn't care about her behavior, because since young when Jamie Moore was in a bad mood, she would squat down to grab some mud to throw it at his face. She throws the flowers at him, and he surprisingly gets an impulse to cry out for such merciful kindness. Right after, Bruce Hill grabs Jamie Moore’s hand, and pulls her towards the private room, allowing no explanation.

“Hey, it’s not.…...I’m not ready yet!”

She can’t help it anyway, and she’s not ready to go in. Before she can get herself ready, she finds herself in the private room that is bustling with people and full of laughter. As Bruce Hill goes in, the

eyes of a few people fall on him. They start teasing him, saying that he is late for the fine wine, while also letting him go to sit quickly.

With one glance, Jamie Moore sees Dan William sitting on a sofa, casually holding a glass of wine. The rotating lights in the private room occasionally fall on him, making his facial features even more profound and charming. Anyone would be able to feel the air of keeping-every-creature-away coming out of him. Dan William seems to feel her eyes on him and moves his gaze to where she is standing. He then dimly moves his gaze away, as if he has not seen her standing there at all.

Jamie Moore knows that he is in a bad mood. As soon as she finishes that thought, she feels shivers all over her body. She looks back and doesn't notice the man who is staring at her right hand. “Oh, the girlfriend has been changed again. Today, this girl is even more beautiful than model stars. Where did you find her? When will you give her to me for some fun time?” The person who was talking was Colton Lewis, a typical playboy.

Most of the people in the private room were men, and now their greedy eyes were on Jamie Moore. I have to say, this woman is exceedingly beautiful. Although the white dress she is wearing is quite simple, the unique design makes it seem as if the dress was made only for her. The upper body quality is just perfect. The color white suits her and makes her look even more beautiful.

It makes people want to look at her, while at the same time making her worry that they will offend her. Without a trace of shyness, she starts to chat with others before raising her chin and indifferently treading the waters. After hearing everything, Bruce Hill lets out a hiss. He looks in Dan William's direction, and even though he couldn't see his expression, he knew him. They grew up together, and he was sure that the cold and dangerous air was coming from him.

Immediately letting go of Jamie Moore’s hand, he glares at Colton Lewis. “She is not my girlfriend”.

"No? then I have a chance, beauty. How much for one night?" Colton Lewis whistles, his eyes full of hot desire, making her feel disgusted.

Jamie Moore frowns. She was so very uncomfortable, and if she could, she would smash a glass on the table. But no, she came to admit her mistake today, not to make a scene.