Without being asked, Jessica pulled a chair and sat across from Be. Her gaze was as sharp as a razor as if she wanted to wound Be with her stare.

"Ms. Jessica, did you forget? You told me to ignore you if we met, so why did you greet me earlier? You even entered my room uninvited! Where are your manners, ma’am?" Be calmly asked.

Her words were enough to make Jessica’s face flush red. Angry!

Before Jessica could respond, Be continued, "You’re the one seeking trouble, yet you me me. Seriously, what do you want from me?"

"You slu—" Jessica’s voice faded. She really wanted to curse her but was afraid Be might leave. She still needed to speak with her, so she suppressed her anger.

Jessica held herself back, trying to calm her emotions. She took deep breaths to ease her frustration, inwardly cursing Be countless times.

"Be, you know what I want from you. Please leave my son. If you leave Tristan, I promise I’ll give you anything:pany shares,nd, a house, an apartment, even an ind. Or let me help your family’spany. Tell me, what do you want?"

Jessica finally expressed her true intent.

Be was utterly speechless and hadn’t expected this woman to still want her to leave Tristan. Did Tristan’s mother not care about her own son’s warning to stop bothering me? How shameless.

Suddenly, a cold smile slowly appeared on Be’s lips as she tapped the table, an idea forming in her mind. An almost imperceptible, disgusted smile appeared on her lips.

"Why do you hate me so much? Why do you think I’m unworthy of your son or the Sinir family? Please exin it to me so I can understand," Be asked.

Jessica’s hands clenched tightly on herp in response to Be’s question. She wanted to snap at Be but stopped herself; she didn’t want this girl to run away again. She tried to settle their grudge now.

"Be, I don’t hate you. But honestly, you don’t deserve to be my family’s daughter-inw because of your family status. Besides, you can’t give us a child. You know we need a sessor, right?"

Jessica answered calmly, though the glint of anger in her eyes betrayed her.

Of course, Be knew why this woman wanted to eliminate her from the Sinir family.

"I know you’re not being honest with me, ma’am. Please exin why you hate me so much," Be pushed, trying to expose her sinister motive.

As if all her blood rushed to her face, Jessica’s face turned red. She could no longer hold back her emotions and lost herposure. "Why do you keep asking? You bitch, don’t try to make me angry," her eyes grew fiercer as she red at Be.

Be frowned, pleased to provoke Jessica’s anger. This was precisely what she wanted.

"Mam, I’m genuinely clueless. I don’t understand. Please enlighten me, ma’am. Maybe, if I hear your honest reason, I’ll consider leaving your son, Tristan Sinir, forever." Slowly, Be felt her blood run cold at her own words.

Jessica’s eyes slowly lit up at Be’s words. "Are you serious? Will you leave my son?"

Be slightly nodded in response.

...

Meanwhile, in the Maybach, speeding towards the Roots & Recipe Family Restaurant, Tristan tightly held his cell phone, listening to Be’s words about possibly leaving him forever.

He knew it was just an act; his wife only tried to make his mother say something he needed to hear. Still, his heart ached, and the fear was real, making him want to arrive as quickly as possible.

But he was still ten minutes away from them. He could only listen to their conversation through the unexpected phone call he received a few minutes ago.

...

Jessica tried not to get provoked by Be, but it wasn’t easy. This girl was an eyesore, never failing to annoy her.

"Because you know something you shouldn’t, Be," Jessica finally answered with a small, insincere smile. "That’s why you can’t stay in my family. You have to leave the Sinir family... forever!"

"I’m really sorry. I don’t quite understand what you mean, Mam!? And can’t you just leave us alone? I love your son, and he loves me; how could you be so desperate to separate us!?"

Be pretended to appear gloomy, trying to lure this woman into exposing her crime. She wanted Tristan to hear for himself about his mother’s evilness.

Jessica’s satisfiedugh echoed in the room as she saw Be finally appear sad and worried; her calmness was entirely gone.

"Oh, my dear Be, I actually liked you when you first joined my family; however, you’re too smart. You make me worry. I can’t trust you, so I can’t let you stay in my family."

"Damn it, Jessica Sinir! Spill it now!" Be wanted to say that, but she held back.

She needs Tristan to hear their conversation. It would be a waste if Jessica didn’t speak, as she had already called Tristan when she first sat in this room. However, she sensed Jessica was being careful about what she said.

Be was running out of time. Now, she worried that Dax would insist oning inside. She couldn’t waste too much time talking to this evil woman.

"Ma’am, I still don’t understand why you despise me so much. If you tell me now, I promise I’ll leave..." Once again, Be felt uneasy hearing her own words. She could imagine Tristan must be furious now.

"If you want a grandchild, I promise I’ll give you one, maybe three," Be used all her acting skills to make this woman speak. "I promise you, please let me stay in your family, huh!? Or tell me your true reason for wanting me to leave Tristan..."

Jessica’s face darkened as she coldly said, "You want to know my reason?"

Be nods.

"Fine. Because I know you are the only person who knows I was responsible for my mother-inw’s death. So, Be, I can not and will not allow you to be around my family, let alone live under the same roof as my son. If you insist, I’ll force myself to drag you out or even end you!"