Ice and Fire novel Chapter 107

Wilson and Stephen were talking about business affairs over dinner, and each asked some questions about their companies. Because Stephen had been in the city for so long, he simply explained some business matters that Wilson should take notice of, and also introduced many big shots to him.

Wilson accepted all of his advices with an open mind. While they were discussing merrily, Cherry noticed that she could only occasionally say a few words, because it was too difficult for her to understand what they were talking about. There was nothing left for her to do but to eat, and because she had been working for the whole day, Cherry had already developed quite an appetite, and she couldn't wait to eat out of all of the delicious dishes that were laid out in front of her on the table.

At the hotel's entrance, Jackson's face turned gray when he caught sight of Cherry's car, which was parked somewhere nearby. 'How dare they go inside together!' he thought.

Subsequently, Jackson looked at the building, a famous hotel of the city that had a glorious appearance, and was surprised that Cherry could find such a good place. Even as an ordinary employee in the JS group, she still dared to come to an upperclass hotel, giving the impression that she was wealthy.

Jackson, along with Bobby and another man dressed in black, entered the hotel.

When the manager saw a man come in, he felt a distinctive aura surrounding him, cold and fierce.

After he looked at him more carefully and recognized who he was, the manager immediately walked over to him.

"Mr. Jackson, I'm so glad that you're here, " said the lobby manager with a respectful tone.

The waiter also had intended to walk up to receive Jackson, but when he saw that the manager had already received him so proactively, and realized that Jackson must be one of the most distinguished guests, he left in a hurry.

Jackson looked around the first floor of the hotel and saw only two tables with several people at them eating. He couldn't see Cherry anywhere.

"Your business looks good, " said Jackson in a cold tone.

"It's doing fine, just fine, " quickly replied the manager.

Jackson then turned his eyes to Bobby, who immediately understood what he meant.

"Where is the owner of the car outside?" said Bobby, while pointing at the white car in front of the hotel.

The manager looked at it's plate number, but couldn't figure out whose car it was.

He hastily said, "I honestly don't know it, but please sit there and wait for a minute; I will go and find out for you." After he said this, the manager gestured towards an empty table.

Jackson then walked over there and sat down without saying a word, and so did Bobby and the man in black.

The manager ran to the reception desk and found out that the owner of the car is a woman, and that she was in the room that Wilson had reserved beforehand. Because Wilson was the chief executive of the Sky Group, it was obvious that he was not someone he would dare to offend, but Jackson, along with the other two men beside him, also couldn't be offended.

Because he had no idea about what to do next, the manager knew that he couldn't delay them for too long, and if Jackson got angry, there was a chance that the hotel could even disappear.

The manager finally walked towards Jackson, and while he stood beside him, he said with respect, "Mr. Jackson, the car's owner is a young lady, and she has come here to meet her friend."

"Friend?" Jackson was surprised at the fact that Cherry didn't have dinner alone with Stephen.

"Yes, " politely replied the lobby manager.

"Who's the friend?" asked Jackson.

The manager felt uneasy and hardly dared to speak a word out, because he was afraid that if he told them everything, then it would be difficult for him to explain it to Wilson later.

Bobby noticed the certain hesitance in his behaviour, and he yelled at him, "Say it!"

Bobby's terrible and fierce expression, as if he was going to kill someone, frightened the manager. He said, "It's, it's, it's Mr. Wilson, the chief executive of the Sky Group."

"Wilson..." viciously said Jackson, while the hatred inside his eyes got more and more obvious. He thought, 'How could this bitch have such disgusting options! One man wasn't enough for her, she had to have two... The whore!'

Infuriated, Jackson stood up, and asked, "Which room?"

The lobby manager again hesitated for a moment, but when he saw Bobby's eyes flash, he instantly said, "308."

Jackson then directly walked upstairs, followed by Bobby and the man in black.

When they reached the room's door, Jackson pushed it open.

Cherry, Wilson and Stephen were cheerfully having their meal together and chatting with each other, but when they saw the door open, they immediately stopped talking and turned their eyes to it.

Cherry's smile froze on her face almost in an instant. It was Jackson, but how could he be there? How did he know that they were there?

Stephen was also a bit surprised at the fact that he could see Jackson at this place. And he found that his expression was just as angry as before.

Wilson was totally shocked when he saw that his face was almost identical to Joe's. Joe gave people a babyish feeling, but Jackson was mature. Their eyes, eyebrows, nose and even the shape of their face, were identical. Did all of this mean that the man in front of them was Jackson, Joe's father?

"This is very interesting, isn't it?" said Jackson, with his eyes fixed on Cherry.

After they heard Jackson's words, these three people sitting at the table slowly moved away from him.

Cherry put down the chopsticks, stood up from her seat, and asked, "What are you doing here?"

At that moment, Jackson, Bobby, and the man in black had entered the room.

"Who said that I couldn't come here?" asked Jackson.

"We've rented the room tonight, so please leave, " said Stephen in a cold tone.

When he heard Stephen's words, Jackson got even more angry. He stared at Stephen, and said, "Stephen, what right do you even have to speak? You helped her run away five years ago, and don't forget that I still haven't finished with you yet."

"Jackson, if you want to have it out with me, I will do that with you someday, but now, please go out, it's not the time, " said Stephen. He was prepared to stand against Jackson, because he knew that Cherry didn't want to see Jackson near her.

"Haha, " briefly laughed Jackson. He smiled coldly, and harshly said, "Don't you think that you have placed too much importance on yourself lately?"

Cherry knew that if Stephen and Jackson kept their conversation like this, they would eventually get into a quarrel, and even grapple with each other. She walked forward, and while she stood beside Stephen, she said to Jackson, "Jackson, please go."

"What if I don't want to?" As Jackson looked at Cherry, he remembered when he used to look for her like a madman, and how such a fool he was at that time, while she lived happily every day.

Afterwards, Jackson looked at Wilson, who was standing nearby, and seriously called out his name, "Wilson!"

Wilson didn't lose any of his energy, because he had seen many things in life. Although Jackson's aura was powerful, he considered that he could handle it pretty well.

Wilson took two paces forward and then gazed at Jackson. He said, "Jackson, right? I see that you already know me, but look, don't you think that you are a bit impolite?"

Jackson's mouth corners curved, and a grin appeared on his face. He stared at Wilson, and replied to him, "Maybe that's true, but I come here for a person, my wife."

"Jackson, you..." Cherry couldn't help but reply to him after she heard him. 'What a wretch he is!' she thought.

"What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?" asked Jackson. He then turned his eyes to Cherry, and thought in his heart, 'Cherry, I've already told you that you can't leave my life.'

"My sister is having dinner with me at the moment. You can come for her on another day, " said Wilson. He could only use this kind of talk to keep Jackson off bay. He could see that he was not easy to fool, but he still tried to be practical with his conversation.

"Really? Your sister?" Jackson said the last two words in a stressed tone, and it seemed that he was especially emphasizing something. He continued, "Cherry is mine! Who's to allow her to have meal with other men?"