Escort? President!

"Felicity, you and your boyfriend really don't know when to stop. No shame!"

Anne was not flustered, she just watched the whole scene unfolding with excitement, believing that Felicity would be losing.

Jason just grimaced disdainfully, not wanting to engage in a senseless conversation with such a group of people.

Felicity also stayed quiet. Now that she had come this far, she must hold on until the very end.

Seeing that they didn't even flinch, Anne sat down next to her two cronies Mia and Susan, her expressions showing her excitement for the final showdown. Good! Let's see how they would walk out of this one.

The counselor sat there with bated breath too, frowning and waiting for the truth to be revealed.

Both sides were insisting so strongly on being right that he couldn't figure out who was lying.

Although Felicity pretended to be calm on the surface, her heart was like a time bomb buried in her chest, threatening to explode any minute.

If she were to look at Jason at the moment, her eyes would have sprayed him with burning flames.

Did this man come from hell specially to harm her? He was really addicted to playing the part until the very end. He wouldn't give up until proven a fake, right? Jason seemed to feel the anger in Felicity's eyes. He leaned towards her and asked her in a low voice, "What? Are you afraid?"

"You are going to be the reason for my death today..."

Felicity stared at him; her voice extremely low.

"If you want to lie, you have to make it believable." Jason said very firmly.

"No one is going to believe us!"

Felicity was about to cry.

"As long as you believe me, I can do it."

Jason did not have a trace of timidity; his eyes shone powerfully.

Felicity looked at him suspiciously, skeptical, obviously not knowing why he was so confident.

There no way to go back now, the only way was to grit her teeth and believe him.

Even if she gambles, she can get lucky, right?

She didn't know why but there was an inexplicable power in Jason's eyes. As long as Felicity looked at him, she felt at ease.

"Don't you think it is a bit too late to plan an escape now?" said Anne sarcastically.

Seeing them whispering but not being able to hear them, Anne was very much upset.

"It's none of your business." Felicity fired back at her in her exuberant anger.

"You really need to learn the lesson to come to your senses, don't you? We can just wait and see your end."

Anne smiled disdainfully. She wasn't afraid of Felicity. A fake thing cannot become gold no matter how hard it tries.

Twenty minutes later, George Green, the president of FR Group came.

He walked in steadily in a black suit. With his height about 1.8 meters and slender body, he looked serious and mature. He was handsome and his demeanor was that of a respectable president of a company. Anne was so excited about the wonderful scene that was finally about to be staged that she was losing her patience.

"Here comes the president of FR Group. Ha ha! This is going to be fun to watch!"

"I just want to see Felicity and her lowly prostitute, her so called boyfriend, being humiliated in front of everyone...'

Susan and Mia were also excited, as if they were waiting for the last episode of their favorite drama. Felicity took a deep breath trying to calm her nerves, as her whole body tensed up upon seeing him walk in.

Seeing the president, Ryan quickly stepped forward and said respectfully, "Hello, Mr. Green."

"What is it? Why did you call me here?" George Green asked him.

Ryan politely and roughly explained the situation to him.

After hearing this, George frowned, "How is this possible? I want to see who it is!"

Who dares to pretend to be an employee of his company!

Looking at the him frown, Anne and others couldn't help but gloat.

The counselor saw that the president and Ryan were as familiar as they were, and thought it must be Felicity who was lying.

Then, he glanced at Felicity, his eyes full of disappointment and anger.

Felicity got more flustered than ever. Her hands felt cold. She couldn't help but make her hands into fists tightly, looking nervous and flustered.

When Jason saw Felicity's tension, he suddenly stretched out his hand and held Felicity's hand tightly in his own.

Felicity subconsciously avoided his hand at first, but as the warmth of his hand spread through her palm, she relaxed, her heart gaining some strength to calm herself down. Looking at his calm face, Felicity became even more confused... They were in the worst mess ever, how was he still so calm? How did he develop such a mentality in the face of a crisis?

Just when Felicity was thinking about this, George looked at her.

He first glanced at Felicity lightly, and then his eyes fell on Jason.

At that moment, Felicity clearly saw that George's eyes changed dramatically.

It was as if he had seen something that he shouldn't have seen. He looked obviously scared!

"You..."

He was so stunned that he could not speak.

Jason looked at him in the eyes with a smile.

"Reed... Mr. Reed..."

He was so shocked to see Jason that he stammered.

However, before he could continue, Jason interrupted him, "Mr. Green, nice meeting you here! I'm here today to ask you to prove my identity."

"Huh? What proof?"

George Green just kept staring at Jason, not being able to get over his shock.

Jason said flatly, "Look at me and him! Who is the product director of FR Group?"

George looked a bit muddled, feeling like it was a dream.

The president of a well-known company was saying he was the product director of his company?

How could he agree to this?

He looked from Jason to Ryan, trying to judge what kind of situation was being unfolded there.

At that time, Ryan looked at Jason with a sneer on his face, mocking him, "You really don't know your place! Our president has been called here by me and you are still posing? Hah! Such bravery!" Felicity stood there clenching her fists, her forehead getting sweatier.

Even president of the company himself was here, how was Jason still confident?

"Erm..."

Quickly grasping the core of the situation, George choked.

"Mr. George, who is the product director of your company?"

The counselor was done with all the drama and confusion. Since the president of FR Group himself had arrived, he just asked him directly.

George looked at Ryan, and then looked at several girls present. Anne and the others were waiting in excitement.

He looked again at the girl, who looked extremely nervous beside Jason. The president of Reed Group was holding her hand tightly.

George looked again at Jason. Jason blinked his eyes, signaling him.

George was a smart man; seeing Jason's signal he connected the dots and understood what had happened.

He looked around and then pointed, "This is the product director of our company."

Anne and others who were waiting for the grand finale, were all shocked to see that he was not pointing towards Ryan; he was pointing towards Jason. Not Ryan Davis, but Jason Reed!

As soon as this statement was made, all the people present were startled.000