Jason inteced his fingers with Estre’s, grinning as he introduced her, “My wife.” There was a


    palpable pride in his voice when he said it.


    The owner’s eyes went wide with surprise. “Mr. Jason, you’re married?” After a moment’s recovery, the


    owner looked at them both with a warm smile. “Mrs. Nelson is quite the beauty, so elegant. You two are


    a perfect match.”


    He quickly followed up with, “Mr. Jason, this is the first time you have brought your wife here for a meal.


    Don’t rush off to settle the billter. This one’s on me for Mrs. Nelson.”


    The owner sure knew how to do business. Jason patronizing his restaurant was cause for celebration.


    He never asked Jason to pay, as Jason was not one to take advantage. He’d long since had Drew take


    care of it.


    At today’s enthusiastic offer, Jason chuckled, “Alright, then I’ll thank you on behalf of Estre.”


    “It’s nothing,” the owner dismissed with a wave of his hand. “It’s my pleasure to have you and yourdy


    here.”


    Walking beside Jason, Estre nced up at him. She couldn’t help but smile inwardly. He really did a


    complete turnaround. Now he openly acknowledged her status outside.


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    Once in the private dining room, the owner personally served their dishes. Jason, serving Estre some


    food, teased, “Thanks to Ms. Estre’s charm, we’re dining on the house.”


    Estre chuckled, “See, I told you I have influence. You better sweet-talk me more often. Her yful


    banter made Jason gaze at her intently, taking him back to their college day


    Estre tasted her dish and noticed Jason staring at her. “Why are you looking at me like that? Aren’t


    you going to eat?”


    Instead of answering directly, Jason quipped, “I’m more interested in devouring you than the meal.”


    Estreughed it off. “Alright, then. No sleep tonight. Let’s see if I can wear you out.”


    They had sex in the office not long ago. Estre mused that she had never realized before that he was


    so incapable of controlling himself. How did he get through the past two years?


    epting her yful challenge, Jason simply continued to serve her more food.


    After finishing their meal, Jason didn’t hesitate to sign the bill. A nod from him could bring more


    business to the restaurant than a single meal’s worth.


    Soon after, as they started driving away, Estre’s phone rang – a client on the other end. Being a


    lawyer meant being busy when others rested, as that was when clients had time


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    to think about their issues.


    “Have you proceeded with the arbitration? What did HR say at thepany?”


    “Thepany says to sue however you want. Keep your contract and attendance records, and we’ll


    discuss the rest when we meet.”


    After giving her client some instructions, Estre hung up.


    Jason nced at her, one hand on the steering wheel. “How about joining Nelson International?” He


    found her work persona quite alluring, imagining her alongside him in meetings, sharing her thoughts


    with that same earnestness.


    “You couldn’t handle me,” Estre said nonchntly.


    Jason’s face darkened, and he pinched her chin before letting her go. His own Nelson International


    was grand. Could it really notpare to her firm, Justice Guardians LLP?


    Shaking off the thought, Estre gave him a sly smile, inspecting him from head to toe, with an extra


    nce at his lower half. “Moved from lust to love, have you?”


    Jason rolled his eyes. “tter yourself, why don’t you?”


    “Come on. It’s not like I’m going to eat you alive for liking me. Feel free to fall for me.”


    If Jason truly had feelings for her, it was time for her to settle some old scores.


    Estre’s teasing prompted Jason to silence her the way he used to, by pinching her mouth shut like


    before. Estre pushed his hand away and, noticing traffic was getting heavy, reclined her seat to take


    a nap. “Wake me when we get to the firm,” she murmured seizing the rare opportunity to rest while not


    driving.


    Jason, seeing her asleep, turned on the car’s heater without disturbing her.


    Hearing the hum of the heater, Estre cracked open an eye, verified he had indeed turn it on, smiled


    faintly, and closed her eyes again.


    Jason picked up his own coat from the back seat and gently ced it over her.


    Around one in the afternoon, the car parked outside the firm. Estre was still sleeping soundly, so


    Jason didn’t wake her. He upied himself with his phone, asionally ncing at her resting form.


    It wasn’t long before the car window was rapped. Jason looked up, expressionless, and rolled down the


    window to see Logan’s face pop up, beaming. “Mr. Jason, you’re here. How abouting up to the


    office?”


    Logan had just parked when he spotted Jason’s Maybach. Jason was a major client at Justice


    Guardians LLP, and seeing his car idling, Logan came over to check in.


    As Logan spoke, he noticed Estre, curled up asleep in the passenger seat. Logan’s expression


    shifted from shock to swift contrition as he quickly stepped in to smooth


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    things over for Estre with Jason. “Mr. Jason, I’m terribly sorry about Estre’spse in judgment. How


    could she think of resting in your car? And to waste your valuable time. Please, let me apologize on


    behalf of Ms. Estre. I assure you, she meant no disrespect. It’s just her carefree nature getting the


    better of her.”


    Even though it wasmon knowledge that there was some kind of unspoken things going on


    between Estre and Jason, Logan recognized that as their personal business. But here at work, and


    as Estre’s supervisor, Logan felt obligated to address the situation when faced with such an awkward


    scene.


    After apologizing to Jason, Logan nudged Estre, “Estre, wake up. Time to get back to the grind.”


    Estre was out cold, and instead of waking up, she just rolled over and continued to sleep, a


    particrly long drool stretching from the corner of her mouth.


    Logan was speechless at the sight. He stole a nce at Jason, who was fixated on the spectacle of


    Estre’s drool. Feeling secondhand embarrassment for her, Logan offered a strained smile and


    exined, “She’s just so young, you know? Still hasn’t quite grasped the importance of keeping up


    appearances.”


    If it were anyone else in Jason’s car, they’d be on their A-game, making sure they were dressed to the


    nines. The idea of dozing off, let alone drooling, in his presence?


    Unthinkable.