Jessica frowned slightly. "Sienna, Glinda has never fully epted me, so I need to secure the support of the Lincoln family. Bebe is crucial to that. If I can get close to her, make her like me, and be her friend, I''ll be one step closer to marrying Stanley and bing his wife."


    Jessica was skilled at winning people over. Benny, Sienna, and the other rich heirs in Stanley''s circle all liked her. It was clear she had a way with people, and now she had to make Bebe like her.


    Bebe was the key to securing the support of the entire Lincoln family. That was Stanley''s mother''s family, and it was absolutely vital to her ns.


    Sienna nodded. "I''ll keep looking for her, Jessica. Honestly, I''m curious about who Bebe really is, too."


    Back in the luxurious private room, Jessica noticed Stanley was missing. He hadn''t returned since he left earlier. She walked through thevish lounge and found him lounging on a sofa. Stanley had been drinking, and it seemed like his mood was still off. His phone was carelessly tossed on the coffee table. He slouched onto the couch with his long legs stretched out, casually resting his arm on the table in front of him.


    With his eyes closed, his right hand, adorned with an expensive watch, rubbed his tired brow.


    Even after all this time, Jessica still found herself drawn to $tanley. There was something about him that made her heart race.


    The love between a man and a woman often started with admiration, and Stanley had always been the kind of man whose wealth, power, and status made him a natural–born prince in Jessica''s eyes.


    Even in a rxed state, just sitting there, he exuded an air of dominance, making her both crave and admire him. She walked quietly over to him, stepping behind him. Gently, she lifted her slender fingers and began massaging his temples.


    Her touch was light yet soothing, just the right pressure. Stanley pulled his hand away, and the tension in his brows slowly eased.


    Jessica smiled. “Stanley, you haven''t even opened your eyes. Do you let any woman massage you like this?"


    Stanley shed a yful grin and reached up, grabbing her wrist with a firm tug. Before she knew it, Jessica was sitting directly on his strong thigh.


    Stanleyzily opened his eyes, his gaze falling on her delicate face. "Who else could I possibly let massage me, if not you?"


    Stanley was at an age where his charm and appeal were undeniable. When he flirted, it was with a wicked kind of energy that set the air on fire, making anyone who saw him feel both hot and flustered.


    Jessicaughed at his teasing, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Why didn''t you return to the private room?"


    Why didn''t he return? Because... of Wendy.


    The thought of Wendy made Stanley''s chiseled brow furrow slightly in frustration,


    a flicker of exhaustion passing


    over his handsome face.


    "Stanley, I ran into Wendy in the bathroom earlier. Guess what she said?"


    They hadn''t spoken since she moved into vendale University. Stanley didn''t show much emotion as he casually


    asked, "What did she say?"


    "She said you were just her sloppy seconds, and she also said I was unsanitary!" Jessica''s voice was filled with anger as she recalled the words.


    Stanley raised an eyebrow, letting out a small scoff.


    Wendy really had the nerve to say that!


    He could almost picture her sharp, sarcastic tone, her tongue wagging in that familiar way.


    Jessica reached out and touched Stanley''s handsome face, feeling the smooth skin. His looks and physique were enough to make any woman swoon.


    Her heart fluttered as she gazed at him, a mischievous glint in her eyes. She leaned in and teasinglymanded, " Stanley, kiss me.”