<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Chapter 857 She Is Our Guest</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Vivian’s mood immediately soured. “Zachary, why didn’t you ask Jessica to help out? Is she pregnant too?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Zachary said, “She’s our guest.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Guest? Didn’t shee to take care of Nathaniel and Ceci? Why are we serving her now?” Vivian was fine with serving Nathaniel, whom she used to dislike, but there was no way she would serve Jessica.</font></font>Text ? by N0ve/lDrama.Org.
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Why are you being so petty?“.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“I’m being petty?” Vivian snapped, her anger ring. Here she was, grilling skewers and reeking of cooking fumes, while not far away, Jessica was pretentiously posing for photos under a redbud tree, skewer in hand. Even Cecilia, pregnant as she was, hade over to help carry ingredients and sprinkle insect repellent in every tent.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Vivian dragged Lucille away. “Lucy, let’s go. Since he enjoys being a simp, we should let him do so.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Huh?” Before Lucille could react, Vivian had already pulled her aside.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Zachary was bewildered.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Vivian halted Sven and Mason. “Gentlemen, you don’t have to help him. We’re all friends now, not superiors and subordinates. Since he’s willing to do all the work, we should let him do it.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Sven didn’t know Zachary well enough.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">However, Mason was acutely aware that Zachary was not one to be trifled with.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Witnessing Vivian’s audacious actions toward Zachary, Mason understood why George was willing to ept her as his granddaughter–inw, even if she came with a child.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">An unruly, stubborn man like Zachary indeed needed a wife who was bolder and dared to keep him in check.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Vivian, you…” Zachary was on the verge of losing his temper.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">That was when Jonathan cast a nce over. “Mr. Zachary, great–grandpa told me to report to him if you don’t listen to Vivian. I think it’ll take less than an hour for great–grandpa to get here by ne.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Zachary surrendered.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Even if George wasn’t on Vivian’s side, he would still submit to Vivian for two reasons–Vivian and Cecilia were best friends, and he had already grown ustomed to Vivian’s scolding.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“A woman like her will never find a husband,” Zachary muttered.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Jessica noticed the situation over here and made her way to Zachary. “Let me help you.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“You’ve be sensible,” praised Zachary.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">With a radiant smile, Jessica took out a tissue and dabbed Zachary’s sweat away. “Of course,” she said, “I’ve grown up now, so stop treating me like a child.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Ever since Zachary’s engagement to Vivian, George had been keeping a close eye on Zachary. He forbade him from associating with other women, be they actresses or models. It had been a long time since he had experienced the allure of a gentle woman.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Back when he was nice to Ste, it was merely a casual fling since he was still involved with his girlfriend.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Vivian felt disgusted watching their interaction.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Before long, more food was grilled, and Jessica personally brought it over to them.</font></font>
She said to Vivian deliberately, “Vivian, Zachary is a charming man. I know your family background is modest, and you should feel lucky to be able to marry him. You shouldn’t embarrass him in front of others.”
The Kennedy family was also affluent, yetpared to the Sinir family, their financial status was quite ordinary.
Jessica couldn’t fathom what kind of extraordinary luck Vivian had stumbled upon to have caught George’s eye.
“What does that have to do without you?” Vivian asked.
“Huh?” Jessica didn’t catch on.
“Stop being a busybody,” Vivian snapped.
Jessica’s face flushed at her words.