Chapter 420 Whether He’s Jackson or a Jack*ss
- "Kendall, can we talk?"
- Kendall watched Rosemi with eyes of scrutiny. Ever since Jackson was taken to custody upon hurting Nelson, Rosemi did not sleep a wink. Judging from her haggard visage, she probably had been crying her eyes out since they were red and puffy like peaches.
- Not feeling an ounce of pity, Kendall answered coldly, "We have nothing to talk about, Mrs. Whittle."