Chapter 1832

• Justin Bucks' cold and stern voice startled Jessica Smith, but she quickly regained her composure and looked towards Tom Ting, saying, "Yes."
• As she spoke, she felt the suffocating pressure around her gradually dissipate.
• Christoff Stevenson pulled her into his arms, his arm resting on Jessica Smith's shoulder, his mischievous eyes casually looking at Tom Ting, "You've got some nerve, openly cornering me and even sending someone to me. Do you think I would use someone you sent?"