"I want to sign you to my comic publishing company. You won't have to worry about marketing anymore. You can just focus on creating your work from now on," Zane said.

The truth was, I had been really busy these days. Aside from sketching, I had to color the sketched drafts. And the little free time I had was spent figuring out how to get my work seen by more people. I had planned to spend a few hours each day learning marketing, but Zane had just saved me all that trouble. I was beyond excited. "Thank you!"

Zane met my eyes. "Annalise, you don't need to be so formal with me."

...

Sitting in her bedroom, Jessica thought about everything as her frustration grew.

She still wanted to get that locket back from Zachary. She had planned to bring it up when Steven came to her room. But he had not shown up, even though it was already half past ten at night.

She could not wait any longer. It was time to take action.All content is © N0velDrama.Org.

She walked to his study and knocked on the door.

Steven said evenly, "Come in."

Jessica pushed open the door and moved to his side. She said, "Cody's been upset all evening. He says he only wants a gift from you, not from me. He sees you as his real dad. A gift from his real dad means something different." "Jessica."

She had already made a scene about this once, and now, here she was again.

Steven rubbed his temples. "I wanted to buy two, but you said no."

Jessica bit her lip as tears rolled down her cheeks. "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have been worried about your spending."

She looked so pitiful with that tearful face. Steven had a feeling if he did not give in, she would keep pestering him about this. He asked, "What do you want, then?"

"Let's get Cody a locket tomorrow," she suggested hesitantly.

Steven scoffed. As expected, when they could not steal Zachary's locket, they would just ask Steven to buy a new one instead. So much for worrying about his spending! But maybe spending some money would end this drama. "Fine."

Getting what she wanted, Jessica went over and linked her finger with his. "So, will you come to see me tonight?"

Her touch was soft, and her voice was suggestive. As a grown man, Steven knew exactly what she was hinting at.

He smoothly withdrew his hand. Smiling, he said, "For the baby's sake, you should sleep alone these months."

"Okay."

Back in her room, Jessica closed the door as her face turned grim. Ever since she had returned from overseas, Steven had not touched her once-not even the slightest intimate gesture. The only reason there was a misunderstanding about her having his child was merely because he had been drunk one night.

Jessica bit her lip.

Indeed, she did not need Steven's love-it was his money she was after. But Steven had been keeping a distance from her all this while...