Year Five The Perfect Goodbye Plan novel Chapter 295

The next day, at Parsons Group headquarters.

“Mr. Parsons, are you sure you want to have lunch with Jewel?” Kent’s assistant asked, his tone edged with concern.

They’d already looked into Jewel—she was trouble, the kind best left alone. There was really no need to involve her, even if it was for Mrs. Parsons’ sake.

The assistant would rather Kent steer clear of this mess altogether.

But Kent merely raised an eyebrow, his gaze turning cold as he glanced at his assistant. “What’s this? Are my instructions meaningless to you now?”

“Of course not, sir,” the assistant replied quickly, shaking his head. He pressed his lips together, hesitated, then added, “It’s just… people like Jewel, we’re better off not contacting her. She has a tendency to latch on.”

“You really think Jewel doesn’t know about my marriage to Silvia?” Kent paused, then let out a low, humorless laugh. “If she knows, she won’t just let it go.”

Yesterday, Jewel had already reached out to Silvia. Clearly, she was still hoping to dig up something useful.

If Jewel had that intention, Kent certainly wasn’t about to let her have her way.

He frowned slightly, then said, “Regardless, bring her in at noon. I want to see her.”

Seeing that Kent had made up his mind, the assistant could only nod and agree.

Meanwhile, Jewel was holed up in her hotel room, jittery and restless. The cravings were back, and she had nothing to take the edge off. She’d nearly destroyed everything in the room in her frustration.

“If… If I weren’t so afraid of my past catching up with me, I’d never have come back to this godforsaken place!” she muttered through clenched teeth, her hands pounding her head. “Can’t touch a damn thing here!”

Everything was so much stricter here than abroad. There was no way for Jewel to get her hands on what she needed.

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