Molly and Jessica did not go over to get drinks, but someone brought them over.
"I've been looking for you for a long time. So you two are here."
Carl walked towards Jessica and Molly with two cups of packed drinks in his hands.
Jessica's hand paused as she flipped through the script. She looked up at Carl, closed the script, picked up her chopsticks and finished her lunch. Then she put away the lunch box.
"These are for you." Carl placed the drinks on the small table in front of Jessica.
She glanced at the logo on the bag. She stayed in Studio City all year round. She was familiar with all the restaurants nearby and immediately recognized which restaurant the drinks were from.
She raised her head and looked at Carl
indifferently. "Thank you, Mr. Carl."
It was early spring, but it was still cold; but Carl wore very few clothes, and he looked much thinner.
Jessica frowned slightly and opened the script again. "Mr. Carl, if there's nothing else you want to talk about, I will go back to reading the script."
She lowered her head. Carl could only see her head. Even though he couldn't see her expression, he could imagine how gloomy her expression was now.
After two seconds, Carl said, "Let's dine together after work."
Before Jessica could respond, Molly cut in, "Not interested."
She was still holding a grudge. She still remembered what happened over the past few days.
Carl turned to Molly and said, "You are invited
too."
"I'm not going!" Molly snorted and raised her chin to express her dissatisfaction.
Carl was the most popular amongst his peers in the Jones family.
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