Reborn Before The Divorce

“A celebrity like you needs to know how to protect himself.”

Theo looked Frederick up and down, “Why are you here?”

“Mr. Pascall allowed it.”

“Go socialize on your own, don’t follow me.”

“Fine, remember to call me if you run into trouble.” After Frederick left, Theo walked back into the crowd and was once again surrounded by people.

And there were quite a few people surrounding Nydia and Jesse’s side as well.

Jesse didn’t come to Zinamosa often enough for them to meet, so of course they took this opportunity to get to know Jesse better.

“Sorry everyone, Mr. Pascall’s voice isn’t too good these two days, he can’t talk much, you guys leave your business cards, Mr. Pascall will contact you when the time comes.” Nydia socialized with them, Jesse basically rarely spoke and looked like he wasn’t too bright either.

This struck everyone as a bit odd.

They were under the impression that Jesse was a bit high strung, but not so high strung that he didn’t say a word, and there was something about that look that was kind of goofy.

And at this moment there was a man who was flanked by a group of people.

He smiled and walked towards Jesse and Nydia.

“Mr. Pascall, long time no see.”

Jesse’s first reaction was to glance at Nydia, who didn’t recognize the man, so she wasn’t sure what to do.

“How come Mr. Pascall doesn’t remember me?”

Jesse shook his head outright, indicating that he didn’t recognize it.

“What’s going on with Mr. Pascall?” He looked puzzled, “Even if you don’t remember me, why don’t you talk? Is this not seeing me?”

His face was a bit bad.

Nydia saw this and immediately said, “This old boss, Mr. Pascall has recently fallen ill and his voice is not feeling well, but he has a good memory and should have never seen old boss before.”

“Never met? This is a nobleman forgetting things, right?”

Someone next to him was unconvinced.

“This means that our Mr. Baret remembered the wrong person, right? Do we Mr. Baret still need to make excuses to come and talk to you Jesse?”

“Yeah, what’s the pretense? This is Zinamosa not Treaphis!”

“Come on guys, I heard Mr. Pascall was sick too, I just didn’t realize it was this bad.” Mr. Baret showed his concern for Jesse as soon as he calmed down the people around him.

“What is Mr. Pascall sick with?” The others asked curiously.

“I also heard that, and I don’t know why there are rumors that … Mr. Pascall has been greatly stimulated and has mental problems.”

The others looked at Jesse again with suddenly different eyes.

“I remember it was said before that Mr. Pascall had mental problems and could easily lose control, so what’s the situation now?” They scowled at Jesse.

Nydia had fire in her heart, she thought that if Jesse wasn’t well she would never have let him out to be insulted like this, these people were simply prepared, they were here to target on purpose.

She said in a cold voice, “Please show some respect.”

“How are we being disrespectful? It’s just that we are concerned about Mr. Pascall’s condition, I know experts in psychiatry, do you need me to introduce them?”

“No need!” Nydia memorized the faces of each of these people.

“Don’t be shy, you need to see more doctors, just because some doctors can’t cure you doesn’t mean others can’t.”

Mr. Baret stepped forward to play nice again.

“Don’t talk like that, Mr. Pascall is someone who wants to look good, so pay attention to your attitude.”

Nydia couldn’t help but roll her eyes, this is a green tea, oh no, green arrow!

These two sets of people are just singing in unison.

“Do you guys really care about Mr. Pascall?” Nydia suddenly changed her attitude.

They froze for a moment, then laughed, “Yeah, we really do care.”

“In that case, you guys also know that Pascall Group had some problems before and was strapped for cash, how about you guys fund a little bit of money? It doesn’t have to be much, just two or three million dollars.”

A few people’s faces instantly changed.

“The Pascall family is rich and powerful, not so much that they don’t have a few million, right?”

“This is not a need for turnover, two to three million dollars is just a sprinkle for you guys, and you guys are so concerned about Mr. Pascall, I’ll thank you on his behalf.”

“You all don’t like it, or … Mr. Baret, how about you?” Nydia has always had a good attitude when it comes to asking for money.

Mr. Baret didn’t expect Nydia to come up with this trick, if he just left, he wouldn’t achieve the effect of humiliating Jesse, but if he just gave the money it seemed like a loss.

“Mrs. Pascall, I have an idea.”

“Go ahead.”

“One moment.”

Mr. Baret spoke to his assistant, in a voice soft enough to be inaudible.

Soon the assistant left.

The result was a voice that soon rang out, and it was the kind of voice that came from the radio and was heard by the entire room.

“All of you present, I am grateful to all of you for coming today.”

“I must apologize for what happened to JesseMr. Pascall, today Mr. Pascall is suffering from a terrible disease and has no money to cure it, he needs some donations from you all, and I ask for your generosity.”

Nydia was outright embarrassed to hear this, she rubbed her nose not daring to look at Jesse.

Jesse’s face turned green.

Infected with a bad disease? No money for medical treatment?

Those were eight fucking words!

“Don’t be mad, we’re … well … like this, if someone does donate money to us, it’s kind of like getting some money for free right?” Said Nydia to herself, she was trying to punk Mr. Baret and ended up punking herself.

“Taking the money they donated for their coffins?” Jesse gritted his teeth in anger.

Nydia tugged at his sleeve and laughed dryly.

At this point everyone looked over at Jesse, who was suffering from a malady, and Jesse faked a couple coughs to slightly match the weak look.

Theo and Frederick were dumbfounded, hadn’t they both just walked away for a while? How had this happened?

“What’s the deal with your Mr. Pascall?” Theo asked Frederick.Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

“I don’t know, I’ll go and find out the situation, wait for me.”

With that said Frederick left.

After a while he came back with a complicated look on his face.

He gave a general account of what happened.

“Anyway, this incident was caused by your Lady Nydia.”

“Not bad for my Lady Nydia, that’s a good decision!” Theo affirmed.

Frederick: ????

Don’t blow it mindlessly, okay?

It’s too double standard!

“Now what?” Frederick wasn’t too keen on this business socializing, he wasn’t very good at it.

“Donate money.” Theo said faintly.

Jesse and Nydia had been invited to the stage, and the spotlight came down, making Jesse’s face look paler and paler by the minute, and it looked like something else was going on.

“Today Mr. Pascall is unable to speak …”

As a result, his words were cut off.

“Not so much, still able to speak.” Jesse spoke faintly, his voice slightly raspy, “Thank you for taking such good care of me, Mr. Baret, who has never met me, had to give me a donation, and I said no, and had to encourage everyone to join in giving me a donation.”

Mr. Baret froze after those words came out.

Didn’t he say he’d gotten stupid? Those words didn’t sound stupid.

Did Nydia teach him that?

“Mr. Pascall, we have met before, you may …” Mr. Baret was just about to explain when he was interrupted again.

“Mr. Baret, I’m sick, not stupid.” Jesse said with a smile.

At this moment Mr. Baret had only one thought in his mind: oh no, it’s a trick!