Oliver's Substitute Bride (Oliver and Jessica)

Chapter 287

Oliver heard that Jane had a lot on her plate and that he had to make an appointment.

He was not surprised at all. He had heard that she was finicky after the opening ceremony of the art

gallery.

So he said, "Go and ask when she will be free. Any day works fine for me."

When the staff came to the lounge again only to find that Jane had left and only Vivian was there.

Vivian took out her PDA, pretending to check the schedule, and made an appointment a week later.

After Jane came out of the art gallery, she had been waiting in the car.

Vivian got into the car and said, "The appointment is a week later."

"Okay, I'll tell him the request to rent a studio here. He insisted on seeing me, so I think he might need

our help."

"That would be great," said Vivian.

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Jane sat down on the first floor and ordered a cup of coffee.

She sat by the window and looked at the people on the street.

She couldn't help but feel a bit sad. She had walked past this road for she didn't know how many times,

but now she was treated as a guest from afar.

Just as she was deep in thought, two women sat next to her.

One of them was Alice.

When she saw the other woman, she was startled.

Because the woman looked a little like her old self, but it was obvious that the woman had had her face

done.

In this city, who else wanted to look like her?

She knew who that woman was.

Hearing the woman's voice, she was even more certain that it was Tina.

She hadn't expected Alice and Tina would hang out. Alice used to look down on Tina. Jane had seen it

with her own eyes how Alice had embarrassed Tina when the Fox Mountain Hotel opened.

At that time, in order to make friends with the rich ladies of the upper class, Tina spared no effort to

please Alice but had failed.

Now, the Zamani family began to decline. Alice was not the princess of the Zamani family who had

always been the leader of those rich ladies, but Tina was now Oliver's wife. It was not surprising that

they could have coffee together.

Although Tina was a rich lady now, she did not seem to have changed much.

Her voice was loud, and Jane could hear it clearly without pricking up her ears.

They were talking about the purses they had bought recently and the jewelry they liked.

It could be seen that Tina's life now was much better than before.

Oliver had seemed to dislike and disdain Tina, but he still married her after she was pregnant.

Jane could not help but sneer.

She got up and went to the bathroom.

Not long after, Tina also went to the bathroom.

When Jane came out, she saw Tina touching up her makeup in front of the mirror. She walked to the

sink, standing side by side with Tina.

She looked at Tina from the corner of her eye.

Tina was dolled up in jewels and designer clothes, and at first glance, she really looked like a rich lady.

Jane was wearing plain clothes.

She always wore plain clothes when she was not working because she felt relaxed.

Tina did not notice Jane's face at all. She just looked at her clothes and knew that they were from

different worlds. She thought that Jane was a poor person who was trying to get close to her.

She was Oliver's wife now and wouldn't talk to any lowly, poor person.

Tina had been putting on airs as Mrs. Williams. She didn't go to the reunion of the old classmates now.

However, Oliver had never said whether she was his wife or not.

He found it was a good excuse to refuse invitations to dinner parties.

His behavior had made Tina more arrogant.

Sensing Jane's gaze, Tina said, "This is not where you can come. Know your places and leave now.

Customers here are spendthrifts. You are damaging the image and reputation of this place."

Jane sneered, thinking Tina was still as arrogant as she used to be.

She would let her go this time. Sooner or later, she would make her taste the pain of losing everything.

...

Soon, it was the day of her appointment with Oliver.

Jane put on heavy makeup, wore a long black dress, which made her look enchanting and pretty.

She used a particularly pungent perfume, which Oliver hated.

She looked nothing like what she used to be.

No matter what Oliver had done to her, she knew that he had once loved Jessica who liked light

makeup and plain clothes.

Therefore, she deliberately changed her style.

She was afraid that her face with light makeup would remind him of Jessica.

This was the first time the two of them had met formally. They had had glimpses of each other before

they parted.

Therefore, Jane was even more nervous this time, but she knew she had to compose herself and not

let her emotions betray her.

She arrived ten minutes before the appointed time. She knew that Oliver usually arrived at the

appointed time, She had learned about this when she was his secretary.

She was in the exhibition hall, looking at her old paintings, recalling the happy days when she was

drawing these.

Suddenly, a deep voice sounded behind her. "Miss Kim."

This voice was the most familiar to her. It was the first time she heard Oliver's voice five years later. Her

lips quivered.

Slowly turning around, she smiled and said, "Hello, Mr. Williams. I'm Jane Kim."

She reached out to shake hands with Oliver.

Perhaps because she was being too slow or her perfume was repelling, Oliver turned around and went

straight to the meeting room with displeasure.

This was what Jane had wanted to see.

The last time she went to the memorial service of Jeff Williams, she had been extremely nervous and

scared when she shook hands with Oliver. This feeling still haunted her.

She was wearing high heels, so she was walking slowly.

When she entered the conference room, Oliver was sitting in the head seat of the sofa, exuding an

impressive aura.

Jane started to doubt her previous guess since Olive didn't look like he was here asking for her help.

Could it be that he was here to blame her for having been neglected?

After doing business for several years, she had learned something about forced smiles and never

revealing her true emotions.

She decided to get to the point, so she asked with a smile, "Mr. Williams, you're always busy, but you

insisted to see me. To what do I owe this pleasure?"