The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 1744

Essa asked all her friends and relatives whether they could lend money to her, but almost everyone declined. Even if several people agreed, they only lent several thousand to Essa.

Essa's family members spent nearly all their savings on Winston's illness, and they only had tens of thousands left. With a long sigh, Essa sat on the chair. She raised her hand to rub her forehead slightly, as she had a bad headache. At this moment, her phone rang. Essa took out her phone and found that the call was from her superior.

The expression on her face changed rapidly, as she was a little terrified. Essa hadn't gone to the police station since Winston was sent to hospital Essa thought that her superior must call her due to her absence. So, as soon as she answered the phone, she said, "Sir, I'll definitely go to work tomorrow!"

"I didn't call you because of this. Have you read the news online?"

Feeling confused, Essa shook her head Not yet. What happened?”

"You're on the heated news. It's said that you are a breast model. You know that the police are not allowed to do such jobs. You're a policewoman. How dare you be a breast model? You should know the consequences.”

When Essa heard this, her mind completely went blank. She couldn't hear anything, only the buzzing sound.

After her superior hung up, Essa turned on the computer and found that there was indeed news about her on the hot search list.

Although the news didn't directly show her picture, her workplace and name were mentioned. So, it was easy for people to associate the woman in the news with her. How could she still stay at the hospital? Impossible. She must address the problem.

But not many people know that I applied for a breast model, except for the photographer and the bastard.’ ‘The photographer does a shady job, and it is impossible for him to disclose the issue. So, it must be the bastard.’ Now Essa recalled the aggressive look of that bastard.

She was smoldering with rage and couldn't pacify herself. Essa picked up the bag on the sofa quickly, stopped a taxi, and went to the Valentine mansion

She had been to the Valentine mansion once, so it was not strange to her.

Jazz and his family members were having dinner. Essa rushed in with anger. When she saw Jazz, she seemed to see her deadly enemy.

She directly picked up the bowl of -. fish soup-in front of Jazz and poured it ontoshis face without the slightest hesitation. She scolded him. SFuck you: Are you still a man?"

Jazz didn’t expect what Essa would do.

With the soup on his face, he even couldn't open his eyes. He cursed, "Damn it!"

‘Damn what? I've never seen a man like you before. I have big breasts, and I appliegifor a breast model. So what? Doegit have anything to do with you? Besides, I was originally~ going 10"be a model, and I didnt know-that the photographer was a liar=Do you think I was wi ling to do that kind of thing? A good person never intrigues against others. But you deliberately intrigue against me. How can you do this?"

Summer was still confused, and so was Mark. Even Jazz was at a loss. "What the hell are you talking about? You're a crazy woman!" Jazz took tissues to clean the soup on his face.Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

"Haven't you admitted it?" Essa gritted her teeth angrily and threw her phone in front of him. "Read it seriously and carefully.”

He took the phone and read the news.

Summer and Mark turned their heads to look at the phone.

The title was indeed eye-catching "A Policewoman Is a Breast Model!"

After Jazz clicked it, the content was all about Essa. Jazz read it and then stared at her. "Does it have anything to do with me?" "Doesn't it have anything to do with you? If you didn't expose it, who knows about my things?"

Jazz seemed to have heard the most ludicrous joke in the world. "Are you still dreaming? I'm not that boring."

Summer also said, "Miss Reese, although-Jazz is careless and RN casual he has no reason to dosuch zs) thing. Maybe you've found. the wrong person.”