Princess Comeback

Ashley covered the beaten face and looked at the woman who suddenly appeared. "Sarah! Why can you beat me?"

Sarah warned, "Jacob is my employee. So I am qualified to beat you."

"Does the eldest daughter of the Davis family and the bodyguards who have no identity have underhand secret dealings? Or do you actually like to engage in 3P?" Ashley thought that Sarah would be frightened as long as she was cruel enough.

However, there was no shame and anger on Sarah's face.

It was as if the fist had hit the cotton, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

"Whatever you say, but younger sister, you seem to be a lot fatter than me," Sarah said indifferently, "At least I still have many people chasing me, but what about you?" She laughed wantonly. Ashley's hand hanging on her side suddenly lifted up--

"I must beat you a bit--"

Before the word "bitch" was uttered, her wrists were twisted by two pairs of slender and solid arms.

Jacob and Brandon looked at each other and then walked away at the same time. Their actions are in union.

Passers-by looked sideways at Ashley, and a few smiled with the attitude of watching a play.

"Sarah, you wait and see. I won't let you live well!" Knowing that she was outnumbered, Ashley said cruel words and hurried away.

In the crowd, there is a special figure, holding a mobile phone in both hands, playing the role of the audience who is watching a farce. He has been quietly watching everything here. After the farce ended, Brandon's car was repaired, and the three people went to the 4S store.

"Sarah, thank you today. We can make an appointment next time."

"We also go."

Sarah waved her hands and got in the car.

The car drove smoothly on the road, and the street view was dim and could not be seen clearly.

Sarah glanced at the man in the driver's seat, who was holding the steering wheel carelessly, but he drove the car out of the speed limit.

It seemed that it was unfair to assign him this car.

"Jacob, you slow down! You'll be speeding any faster!"

The man slowed down, and Sarah took this opportunity to enjoy the beautiful scenery of Raleigh.

Not far away, a unique arched stone gate attracted Sarah's attention.

Ahead is Raleigh old street.

Sarah recalled that it was the place where her father had brought her the most, and those times were also the only few good memories left.

Her eyes were slightly infiltrated.

She really wanted to visit...

"Jacob, turn right ahead."

The two people got off the car together and walked towards the entrance of the old street.

When they entered the streets, the noise inside is completely different from the traffic on the road.

During the day, tourists stroll around, and the shops vigorously promote their special products.

"Sweet osmanthus cake, fresh sweet osmanthus cake, don't miss it when you pass by!"

A melodious shout drew Sarah's attention.

She looked up and saw that it was the sweet osmanthus cake shop her father often took her to!

She quickened her steps towards the shop.

"Aunt, give me two boxes of freshly baked osmanthus cakes."

The middle-aged woman looked at Sarah with surprise. "Are you Sarah?"

Sarah smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time, Aunt!"

The woman's voice was mixed with a little surprise. "I really haven't seen you for a long time. I remembered when I saw you for the first time, you were still a little girl."

Sarah smiled and introduced her to Jacob, "I especially like sweet osmanthus cakes. I often ask my father to bring me here to buy them, so I am very familiar with the aunt over time." "How time flies! You have a boyfriend."

"Aunt, we...." Sarah wanted to clarify but was interrupted.

"You're a perfect match."

"Aunt, we are not in that kind of relationship." Sarah hurriedly explained.

"I think he is very nice to you."

Aunt looked at the men and women in front of her, smiling.

"Aunt, we are not boyfriend and girlfriend." Jacob finally came out to explain.

"OK, I'm joking. I haven't seen you for so long. I'll give you the cakes for free today!"

Aunt ran to the shop and packed the fresh sweet osmanthus cakes.

"Well, Aunt always likes to joke."

"It's all right. I don't mind." Jacob looked at the woman in front of him and said, "Miss Davis, why does your face turn red?"

Sarah pretended to be calm. "It's too hot."

At this time, Aunt came out with the sweet-scented osmanthus cake. "Here, take it. It's fresh."

"Thank you, Aunt." After Sarah received it, she slipped money into the cabinet.

"Then we go first."

After the two said goodbye, Sarah took a piece of osmanthus cake and bit it while walking. The familiar taste of soft glutinous rice stimulated her taste buds so she was extremely satisfied. "There is also a stinky tofu restaurant in front of us. There is also an old man who makes sugar figurines. He has been setting up a stall in the back door of the school in the alley..." Jacob did not feel that she was garrulous at all. He listened to her patiently, and he noticed the sweet osmanthus cake dregs at the corner of her mouth.

"Don't move."

"What's the matter?"

Sarah stops and looked at Jacob curiously.

Jacob stretched out his hand, and the warm touch left a hot mark on her lips.

"All right, Miss Davis."

Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on 05s.org for uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! "Let's go ahead and have a look." Sarah felt her cheeks burn red, and her steps quickened unconsciously.

"Wait for me."

At this time, there were many people in the street. In the blink of an eye, the two people were dispersed by the crowd.

Sarah walked for a long time without stopping. "This is the one I told you about."

She turned her head. However, in the lively and novel street, she could not find Jacob.

She walked back. There were many people in the street, walking and stopping.

Meanwhile, at the other end of the old street.

Jacob did not see Sarah but was stopped by a man in a black suit.

"Mr. Jones, our boss Joseph invited you."

The man was Joseph's assistant and he made a gesture of invitation to him.

Jacob followed him and came to a private room in a tea house. Compared with the noisy scene outside, it seemed particularly quiet.

"My brother, long time no see."

The man sitting opposite the gate saw Jacob appear and asked the waiter to serve tea.

"Brother, please taste the black tea of Dover. I brought it, especially for you."

"Joseph, what do you want to do?"

The man who spoke was Jacob's brother, Joseph, the third youngest son of the Jones family.

Because a few years ago, the eldest son of the Jones family died in an accident, the relationship between the two of them began to be incompatible.

"The last time we parted in Madison, I didn't expect my brother to run to Raleigh," said Joseph, with his legs folded and his hands folded, looking at him. "But I also didn't expect that my brother seemed to have made new friends here." "I can't stand still for a woman like you?"