Albert didn't stick around for long. He only had a brief talk with Melissa about the company. Then he patted her on the shoulder and said, “If you ever need anything, just give me a call. Duefron is very important to the company. We can't afford to lose this market at all."

“I understand, Mr. Waston." Melissa nodded again. Being his subordinate, she naturally cared about Albert's future in the company.

Albert stubbed out his cigarette and went on. "The situation in Heron is tense, but I can still manage. By the way, I need to take a family photo with that woman tomorrow morning."

This sudden thought instantly plunged him into a bad mood.

Frankly, Waston Group was not what he truly wanted. What he wanted for himself was freedom, but he was now trapped by this so-called responsibility for the rest of his life.

After their brief conversation, Melissa walked him to his car and saw him drive off.

Melissa, on her part, returned to her apartment and walked into the bedroom.

Jessie was fast asleep on the bed.

Her shoes and socks had been taken off and one of Matthew's plushies was in her arms. Suddenly, Melissa's eyes caught sight of the small gift box lying right next to the pillow. Sitting quietly on the edge of the bed, she reached out to brush aside Jessie's hair gently.

Melissa thought to herself that perhaps Albert was also reluctant to part with Jessie.

Albert perhaps actually cared a lot about Jessie. But when he was younger, he met a stunning woman and fell in love with her. No one had seemed as good as her ever since. Unfortunately for him, he forgot that the most important thing in a marriage was mutual love and affection.

The next morning, when Jessie woke up, the first thing she saw was the small gift box.

As usual, Albert was being very generous. He always sent her something nice as new year's gift.

When Jessie held the box, she became dazed. When she finally recovered herself, she jumped out of the bed and ran straight to the Living room.

Melissa was in the kitchen cooking and didn't notice Jessie standing right behind her.

“He... Did he come last night?" Jessie asked with a stutter. Though she had gotten drunk last night, she was not badly hung over.

She racked her brain, trying to recall something about last night. It seemed she had hugged Albert, even kissed him and said a lot of nonsense. This thought made her feel highly embarrassed.

"Yes, Mr. Waston stopped by yesterday," Melissa answered, stopping everything she was doing to focus on Jessie.

Jessie's eyes widened when she heard this.

“Did I do anything inappropriate?" she asked anxiously.