Although Terence had promised to marry her, Jean was still worried about losing him. She was afraid that he was lying to her.

It did not help that when Terence told Kerry that Jean was just a friend. That made her more suspicious.

Terence chose a Sichuan restaurant and ordered spicy tofu and peppercorn chicken. It was a cold night so he want something to warm them both. However, while waiting for their meal, he noticed that Jean was restless, so he asked, "What's wrong with you, Jean? Are you upset about something?"

"What? Of course not," Jean smiled. "How can I be upset when we're having a good time together?"

She propped her chin with her hand and looked at him squarely. "What made you ask? Anyway, did your business trip go well?"

"Yes, I could say it did," Terence nodded. "In fact, I've achieved my goal during the trip and I feel good about that."

"Really?" Jean kept on glancing at him timidly. "Well, when I was in t

ie to me, but you just didn't listen! I'm telling you, you deserve this! You can't blame anyone, but yourself!"

George reeked of alcohol, and Jean knew that she had no way of fighting back. Although she was filled with resentment, she managed to speak softly. "George, I really didn't lie to you.

I've told you that as long as I find a suitable opportunity, I will definitely introduce you to Barton. I have contacted several friends who are in the real estate business, and you will meet tomorrow. Isn't this enough proof of my sincerity to you?

Why don't you believe me?" Tears streamed down her swollen cheeks.

A trace of guilt flashed across George's face when he heard what Jean said. He looked at the poor woman. "Are you speaking the truth?"

"Of course I'm telling the truth!" Jean pretended to be angry. She was a cunning woman; she knew that if she got angry at this point, George would be convinced that she was not lying.