Chapter 12: It’s Him, Jackson Davis
"I think it''s dirty..."
"I think it''s dirty..."
This voice repeated in Jennifer''s ear like a spell, and it crushed any hope Jennifer had, leaving her cold
and defeated.
"Stop the car!" She heard her voice trembling.
However, Hans didn''t seem to hear her and continued driving.
"Stop the car! I want to get off the car!" She repeated again, enunciating every word to prove that she
was serious.
Hans looked at her and smirked. Unexpectedly, he did not contradict her and he pulled the brake
instead. "Squeak—" A loud noise came from the friction between the tires and the ground.
The car stopped at the intersection100 meters away from Youth Square.
Jennifer looked down and anxiously opened the door, she fled from the car as if there was a ferocious
animal chasing after her.
"I want to see you at home before 10 o''clock in the evening," said Hans nonchntly as she closed the
door.
It sounded like an order.
She tightened her hand on her handbag as she purposely mmed the door shut.
Han''s handsome face was hiding behind the polished ss window. He rolled down the window a little
and watched her cross the street. He flicked his cigarette butt gently before he put it out.
The cigarette smoke obscured his beautiful eyes and the hint of amusement in them.
On therge LED screen across the street, a female anchor was reading the news,
"Earlier today, famous international pop sensation, Jackson Davis has arrived at the local airport. He
was greeted by thousands of fans, causing amotion at the airport."
The screen cut to the airport footage and it was chaotic.
The airport was overflowed with people. Thousands of fans were chanting his name. Some even held
up signs saying "Jackson" in their hands.
At the centre of the crowd was a man with a charming face, thick eyebrows, a tall nose, and bright blue
eyes.
The agent and the bodyguards made way for him through the crowd. The man wearing the casual suit
was waving to his fans as he walked out of the airport and into the SUV that was waiting for him.
Hans was no stranger to the name, Jackson Davis, as he was really popr.
But this face...
The smile on Hans''s face froze when he saw Jackson''s face.
His expression slowly turned gloomy.
It was Jackson Davis.
The female anchor continued, "And tonight is going to be a sleepless night too. The popr singer,
Jackson Davis, will be holding a concert in the Youth Square. What will the results be? Let''s wait and
see!"
The Youth Square...
Suddenly, Hans remembered Jennifer''s uneasy expression when she was talking and how impatient
she got before she left the car.
His eyes narrowed and his fingers, which were holding the steering wheel, gradually tightened until his
veins were popping up.
"Heh... Jennifer, no wonder you can''t wait..." Hans thought.
...
Before Jennifer even arrived at the south gate of the Youth Square, she was almost lost in the crowd.
The fiery passion from the fans seemed to have warmed up the cold night. She couldn''t help but
wonder, "How popr is Jackson Davis? So many people are willing to brave the cold just to hear him
sing?"
Jennifer was not a big fan of celebrities. If she hadn''t been working in an entertainmentpany, she
would not have been able to even name a celebrity.
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What''s more, Jackson jump-started his career overseas. She only heard that he was popr and knew
nothing else about him.
"Jennifer! Jennifer!" Seeing her from afar, Rose squeezed through the crowd with arge bucket of
popcorn in her arm. She apologized to people with a bright smile on her face. "Excuse me, please
make way for me!"