Chapter 0 - Her Affectionate Revenge

On a couch in an extravagant living room, a girl with flowing golden hair covered her face with a thick book and a laptop on her lap. Her slender yet well-manicured fingers were moving in an irregular pattern.

She was busy typing furiously, all her attention on the screen before her. Her whole body oozes elegance and style for a nineteen-year-old girl.

Her neck was covered in a thin rudded diamond necklace. Her wrist was holding a simple yet attractive watch and those luscious lips were squeezed into a pout as her focus was on what she was doing.

Tapping away on the laptop, she looked like a serious student studying for her upcoming exams but the reality was different.

"Damn it! Why can't I get past their walls? This is so damn frustrating! Haa! Just a little more, Jessy! You hate to lose!" The girl murmured to herself in determination.

A glance at her will draw you straight to those emerald green eyes that looked piercing yet strikingly alluring and those brows were so thick that it gives her the perfect look of a model.

She flipped her hair at random while burying herself in the laptop on her lap. She seems lost in whatever she was engrossed in.

"Jessy, get me the fried prawn from the kitchen," An elegant voice said, piercing into the musical tapping of the young girl.

Jessica Graves paused for a second before resuming her typing again. Why can't her mother just let her have her quiet time? She hates being disturbed. Besides, she can't stop now… just a few minutes and she was sure she would crack it.

"Mum, can't you tell Aunt Maya to do that for you? You know I am studying for my final exams," Jessica complained, still focused on what she was doing.

Jessica always wondered why her mother likes to prepare the meal all by herself despite being the wife of a multi-billionaire. They have more than a hundred workers in the huge mansion each assigned to different significant and insignificant tasks, yet she doesn't allow any of them to prepare the meals for the family.

According to her, it makes her feel fulfilled as a mother and housewife to cater to her family!

Pffffft! Who does that these days? That's one old fashion way of thinking as a Harvard graduate! But Jessica was sensible enough not to say anything or else… she doesn't even want to think about it.

" Baby, five minutes won't make you fail. Besides, you don't look like you are studying. What are you doing?" Her mother said, ignoring her complaints. Mrs Graves knew her daughter was not studying.

" Mum! Stop…"

st get it for me already. And…drop that

a tried to argue but her

hat she was studying, nevertheless It distracts her

brought her life! Ha! Only

ether today!" Her mother yells brin

ica pondered. Nah! Her mother was just sa

said, confidently. She was

furiously." Just a little more

had been sitting on the couch for more th

invisible which was unlikely. He would

es ago while you were busy digging in your la

known? And her daddy would never p

ou need to stop losing focus as soon as you are w

led her eyes as she finally gave up before

please stop lecturing me already?" Jessica qui

se little brats? Tristan! Kristen! Where are these children?" Mrs Gr

rch of her troublesome twin siblings. Tho

ate. They were just nine years old but they can turn

the prawns. She brought them to the dini

she was trying to crash a site. She had a bet with Winston that she w

her mother would always be the stumbling block! She has to win th

s! Confused, right? The thing is Jessica had a bet with five boys in her co

with one hundred dollars! The money wasn

her father would have come home earlier. She would

arely part. Her mother would have called her father to assist her

d her, and a deep masculine yet warmi

her mother wasn't

but a glimmer of anger flicked