Oliver's Substitute Bride (Oliver and Jessica) novel Chapter 167

After dinner, Lambert asked Jessica to go to the studio with him.

Lambert opened the door of the studio and Jessica was completely stunned.

The decoration and furnishings of this studio completely replicated Jessica's study in GrandVille Apartments.

It seemed that Lambert didn't bring her here on a whim. He must have planned it for a long time.

"Do you like it? I asked someone to make the best painting case that you like. Come and take a look." Lambert had a sense of accomplishment on his face.

Jessica said, "Mr. Williams, you really don't have to pay so much for me. I can't afford it."

"In the future, you don't need to call me Mr. Williams. You can call me Lambert. That's what you called me when you were a child. At that time, your mother asked you to call me Lambert, but you were not willing at that time. I still remember the embarrassed expression on your face at that time. "

When Lambert recalled the past, his face was filled with longing.

In fact, Jessica didn't like such decoration a lot. As long as she chose something with the person she liked, she would like it.

At that time, she just happened to meet the painting case. It cost Oliver a lot of money, which made her feel bad all the time because her painting level was really not worthy of that good furniture.

It turned out that when Lambert entered her study at that time, he saw all of this and actually created such a similar studio.

Jessica called his name directly.

"Lambert, I won't draw any more recently. I don't need any of these things."

"I'm afraid you'll be too bored here in the future. You can draw when you're free. Do you remember the Mogu Painting you drew? I asked you then if you remember who taught you this kind of painting. You can't remember it at all and told me that you learned it from books."

As Lambert spoke, he walked to the drawing table, picked up the painting brush and paper, and began to demonstrate how to draw the Mogu Painting on the paper.

Sure enough, Jessica even held the pen in the same position as Lambert.

Lambert, who was drawing, seemed to have become the gentle and elegant painter he used to be.

Time flew.

Jessica said bluntly, "It seems that it's better for you to be a painter."

Lambert paused for a moment, then continued, "Don't you like my status as the president of the Williams Group, or do you think I took Oliver's position and made you unhappy?"

For some reason, every time he mentioned Oliver, she had a strange feeling.

In the future, she had to avoid any topics that might be related to Oliver. Otherwise, she was afraid that she would provoke Lambert and her life would be difficult.

"No, you know, he lied to me. I don't care about him anymore." Jessica tried to get rid of her relationship with Oliver in front of Lambert.

Lambert began to show Jessica how to draw flowers and leaves again, then said while drawing, "Tell me what you want to learn in the future. I'll teach you."

"No need." She said.

"Didn't Oliver invite Hayden to teach you how to draw?"

It seemed that he knew everything about her.

"That was when I bumped into Mr. Halper and asked him to teach me at home."

"I'm more suitable to be your teacher now than him."

Jessica showed a bitter smile.

Lambert was in the mood to draw and he stayed in the studio all night. Jessica could only sit there and watch him draw.

The next day.

Lambert really didn't go to work at the company.

Jessica didn't want to go to Hayden's studio anymore, and then Lambert took her to the cafe in the old studio.

It was still the same seat when she came here for the first time, and the warm sunlight shone on Jessica through the glass, but she was not in the mood to enjoy it.

Lambert said he was taking her out to relax, but she was so nervous that she sat up on the sofa stiffly.

Lambert could tell that she was uncomfortable. "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

Jessica shook her head. "No."

She forced out another smile and tried to hide her unhappiness.

At this moment, Lambert's phone rang. He took out his phone and glanced at it, then said, "I'll go outside to answer the phone."

As soon as Lambert left, Jessica began to relax. She looked around to see if she could leave.

She saw Amy guarding the front and back doors of the cafe, and Annie pretending to drink coffee on the other side.

She felt that it was not easy to leave.

She sat down in her seat and waited for Lambert to come back.

In a moment, Lambert walked to his seat and didn't sit down. "Let Amy take you home first. I have to go back to the company now. I have something urgent to deal with."

When Jessica heard that he was leaving, she was a little relieved, but she couldn't show it. She said, "Hurry up and do your own thing. Don't waste any more time."

After Lambert left, Jessica sat there for a while. Amy came up and asked if she wanted to go home.

Of course, she didn't want to go back.

Because she was always trembling at the house that Lambert had arranged.

Jessica snuggled up to the soft sofa and relaxed.

Oliver returned to the company and called Amy. "Is Miss White home?"

Amy said, "Miss White said she wants to sit for a while longer."

"Watch Miss White. Don't let strangers get close to her. Send her home as soon as possible."

Jessica had lunch at the coffee shop and left reluctantly under Amy's urging.

After getting in the car, Jessica turned to Annie who was driving, and said, "Please take me to the Central Hospital. I want to pack my things."

Annie looked embarrassed. "Miss White, Mr. Williams said he wanted me to take you home directly."

"Call him. I'll talk to him." Jessica said.

Annie had to call Lambert.

Lambert was in a temporary meeting. When he saw that the call was from Annie, he became upset. Thinking that something had happened, he stood up in a hurry, walked out of the conference room to answer the phone.

"Lambert," Jessica said.

As soon as Lambert heard Jessica's voice, he felt relaxed. "Are you still outside?" He asked.

"I want to go home and pack my things, because my grandma and I have many things to pack, and I'm afraid that outsiders can't pack them well. Annie didn't dare to drive me there without your permission, so I'll tell you, please let Annie take me back to my apartment first."

"Give the phone to Annie."

Annie took the phone and kept nodding.

Jessica knew that Lambert had promised to let her go home and pack her things.