Chapter 871 Honey, Can I Use Work And Productivity To Justify My Existence?

Tiffany pretended to be blind to Jackson’s presence and affected composure. “I… I, uh, I’m not in the Capital. I’m at Ayashe right now and will probably be back only by tomorrow night. So maybe some other day? Yeah, we’ll meet up some other day.” Jackson inhaled long and hard before moving away from her body. He strode toward the window, a cigarette lit. When the call ended, Tiffany acted as though nothing had happened by uttering a quick mumble. “I… I’ll hit the sack now.” Jackson replied nothing; he did not even look back at her. In his silence, she bolted out of the room as though she was escaping from a fire. It was her fortune that Arianne called her suddenly. She could not fathom what could have happened otherwise. Back in the Tremont Estate, a somewhat listless Arianne sank into the couch, mulling over the boredom that had now permeated her life since she got pregnant and had a son. She was reluctant to be so devoid of work in her life, and every day, she found herself more