'I'm a principled man!'
Jazz came straight to the point. Before Essa said anything, he had hung up.
The beep on the phone reminded Essa that Jazz had hung up. She felt confused and frowned. 'What is he talking about? Is he out of his mind?'
'Recova Avenue? Victray Cafe?'
She thought about it and thought that Jazz wouldn't call her for no reason. Right?
Then she hesitated and didn't know if she should believe him again!
She hesitated for a while and decided to go there. Although she disliked Jazz, he was nice. After experiencing so many things, she changed her view of him a lot.
She took off her uniform and went to the manager's office to ask for leave. However, she was new here, so the manager felt unhappy.
Essa tried her best to curry favor with the manager, and he was elated and floating on air.
He smiled happily, but he waved his hand impatiently and said, "OK! You can leave now!"
"Thank you," Essa smiled brightly like a cunning fox.
Then she stopped a taxi on the street and went to Recova Avenue.
Mark scooped the drowsy Charlotte up in his arms and asked Jazz to drive the car out of the parking lot.
After a while, Jazz drove the black Rolls-Royce out. He opened the car door and got out of the car.
Mark arched his eyebrows and asked," Won't you come back with us?"
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