Oliver's Substitute Bride (Oliver and Jessica)

Chapter 118

In the car, Jessica snuggled up to Oliver and looked at the familiar buildings backing in her sight. She

sighed.

Ever since she returned to the White's this time, she never thought of going back.

She had not fully recovered. Even if she wanted to ask Jason about the past, she felt helpless.

She didn't want to ask Oliver, because it was their White family's private matter.

From then on, she was at home painting.

She deliberately found some line drawings of hibiscus flowers in the ancient picture album and planned

to create a picture of hibiscus flowers using the Mogu Painting method.

Every time Oliver came to her study, she would quietly put away the painting she had created because

she wanted to surprise him.

With things to do, time passed quickly.

One day, Oliver received a call from Jeff saying that he was coming to GrandVille Apartments to see

Jessica.

Jessica was a little nervous when she heard that Oliver's grandfather wanted to see her. She didn't

know the way of talking to him and she was afraid that she had said something wrong to cause trouble

for Oliver.

She was a little nervous, and even began to draw absent-mindedly, and took the wrong pigment.

"You don't have to be nervous. You could just regard him as your friend. My grandpa used to like you

very much. When you first met him, you sent him a set of brush pens. He likes it very much." Oliver

said slowly.

"Really? Looks like I haven't embarrassed you yet."

"Just be yourself. Say what you want to say and do what you want to do."

Jessica felt relieved and less nervous.

It was not the driver who drove Jeff here, but Lambert.

Oliver glanced at Lambert, who was getting off the driver's seat, and their eyes were filled with

aggressiveness.

Jessica helped open the back door of the car. "Hello, grandpa."

As she said, she reached out to help Jeff out of the car.

"Let Oliver do this. Jessica, hurry up and get in. You've just recovered from a serious illness. Don't get

cold." Jeff said.

"Thank you, grandpa." Jessica smiled and then gestured to Oliver before he went up to hold Jeff.

He had rarely been so close to Jeff before. When Jeff stood firm, Oliver immediately put his hand

down.

Jessica, on the other hand, helped Jeff into the living room.

It was natural for her to do these things because she used to live with her grandpa and grandma in the

past, so she knew how to get along with the old.

Jessica didn't forget to call Lambert "brother,", just like when they met in GrandVille Apartments.

Jeff sat in the main seat of the sofa. He hadn't been to GrandVille Apartments for a long time. He

looked around and said slowly, "Now that we have a mistress at home, everything is different. Oliver,

you have to treat her well."

Jessica looked at Oliver, who was still hanging on a straight face in front of his grandfather. He still

frowned, so she knew that he would give his grandfather quarter.

She smiled and said, "Oliver treats me well. Grandpa, don't worry."

She sat next to Oliver on the sofa and poked Oliver with her elbow to make him talk to his grandpa.

He said then said to his grandpa in a plain tone, "I will."

In addition to Oliver's expressionless face, Lambert also frowned. He saw the little movements of the

couple opposite him, and he was so jealous that he was going to be crazy.

It turned out that their relationship had become so close. Lambert really regretted not telling her that lie

that night.

If she hadn't gone to Holland, she wouldn't have been in a car accident. If she hadn't been in a car

accident, she wouldn't have lost her memory.

Lambert thought they might be already together.

Everyone seemed to be preoccupied, except for Jessica, who knew nothing.

She looked at Lambert, who was still serious, so she wanted to liven up the atmosphere. "Brother, I

saw on TV that you used to be an artist who used to draw traditional Painting. I just copied the Mogu

flower and bird of Shaw's. Could you give me some advice later?" NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

It took a few seconds for Lambert to come back to his senses. "Sure." He said calmly.

Jessica wanted Oliver to have a good talk with his grandfather because she knew that Oliver didn't

have a good relationship with the Williams family.

Oliver told her all this in person.

Now that his grandpa had come to GrandVille Apartments in person, he had already lowered his

stature, which was to give Oliver a good opportunity to ease his relationship with him.

"Oliver, I'll take Lambert upstairs and ask him to teach me. I'm not doing well now."

"I'll go with you." Oliver's relaxed body straightened up immediately. He was ready to get up and go

upstairs with them.

Jessica put her hand on his shoulders. "You stay here to chat with grandpa."

Lambert said, "I'm just going to look at her paintings. I won't discourage her passion for painting."

Oliver was indeed a little nervous just now. He was afraid that Lambert was talking nonsense with

Jessica alone. It seemed that since Lambert had already joined the Williams Group, he would not do

such a reckless thing. He knew that Jessica could not be provoked.

"Okay." He said coldly.

Oliver's eyes followed Jessica until she walked out of his sight.

"Did you blame me for arranging a marriage for you? I'm getting old. You just came back to take over

the position of president, so I have no other choice."

Although Jeff didn't like Oliver's character very much, he still regarded him as his own grandson.

If he had known that Oliver had fully recovered, he would not have found an unknown girl so casually

for Oliver.

Oliver had no objection to the arrangement of the marriage. He was very obedient and completely

obeyed his arrangement.

Oliver didn't say anything but just sat quietly.

"Do you have any objections to me arranging for your brother to enter the company?" Jeff asked.

Oliver said coldly, "No."

"Anyway, he's your brother and a family member of our Williams family."

Oliver sneered in the heart. He had never regarded Lambert as his big brother.

Upstairs, Jessica took out her work. "Brother, look at this one. It looked messy because the method of

Mogu didn't apply the outline for the painting."

Lambert glanced at her painting, but he was absent-minded.

He asked, "Who did you learn to draw with before?"

She didn't seem to be able to give an answer. She only knew that grandma used to like to draw, so she

casually said, "Maybe it's my grandma. I don't remember much about the past."

"Didn't you work at the Williams Group before? Why did you start drawing again?"