Molly smiled and blinked at Jessica, "Don't worry."
Jessica didn't say anything else and sat down.
Only then did Molly pull out the chair opposite Sivan.
Sivan naturally wouldn't take Molly serious. When Molly sat opposite her, she only glanced at Molly and didn't feel guilty for slapping Molly on the face that day.
Molly sneered and stamped heavily on Sivan's foot under the table!
Sivan was pregnant, but getting stamped on the feet wouldn't cause her to miscarry, right?
Molly had never seen such a shameless woman before!
Molly's heart was filled with anger, and she wished she could vent it all out through that stomp, so she tried as hard as she could.
Sivan screamed immediately, "Who stepped on me?"
Sivan reached out to caress her foot as she screamed. She hissed coldly and glared at Molly. "Did you just step on me? Are you blind?"
Molly looked at Sivan with a fake smile. "Did you see me step on you? If you cannot prove it, then you are the blind one."
She deliberately stressed "blind."
"Then it must be you!" Sivan pointed at Jessica, and shouted, "Carl and I kindly invited you to dinner with us to reconcile. You agreed.
I thought you really wanted to come. I didn't expect you to use such a dirty trick!"
"Dirty trick?" Jessica crossed her arms and looked at Sivan leisurely. "Did you see me do it?"
"I..." How could it be possible for Sivan to see someone step on her feet under the table?
"It must be you!"
Jessica had worked hard all day. She was hungry and tired now. She really wasn't in the mood to deal with Sivan, so she said coldly, "Sivan, if you continue to make trouble for me, I'll call in the reporters outside. I think they must want to get the news about Mr. Carl's girlfriend making a scene."
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