Jessica made a wish on Christmas Eve that year.
And someone else took Santa Claus's place and fulfilled her wish.
She certainly couldn't say that the other party was a friendly and kind race.
But she will always, always remember the gift he gave her.
...
Everyone in this city knows about the party Rod Morgan threw on Christmas Eve.
That would be the most luxurious feast in the entire city—a magnificent gathering that seemed to belong only in a fantasy story.
No matter how many years have passed, people still talk about the expensive champagne Rod Morgan used in his swimming pool and fountain, the naked women moving among the powerful, and of course, the secret and dark pleasures and transactions that couldn't be spoken of in front of children...
For the past 20 years, Jessica has grown up listening to stories of Morgan's Christmas Eve party.
However, for Jessica, whose life was so impoverished, neither Morgan nor that party seemed so distant.
After all, the Morgan family has been rooted in this country for three hundred years, and the wealth accumulated by this behemoth over such a long period of time is an astronomical figure.
As for Rhodes, the current head of the Morgan family, his extravagance, his arrogance, his unpredictability... all belong to the news, newspapers, and social media.
Jessica never imagined that one day she would become a part of this extravagant and decadent queue.
It was only after arriving here that Jessica realized that the Morgan family's Christmas Eve party could be far more extravagant, chaotic, and decadent than she had imagined.
The champagne fountain is real, the swimming pool filled with red wine and naked women is real, and the secret pleasures taking place in every corner of the estate are real—
Similarly, the emperor-like Rod Morgan was also real.
Jessica hid herself behind layers of fir trees. These fresh fir trees, transported from cold regions, still exuded the chill of the north, and their dark green branches even bore frost and snow from their place of origin.
Heaven knows how much it cost to transform the tropical Morgan Estate into this chilly northern landscape...
Occasionally, for a moment or two, Jessica would have this question.
As an ordinary person, she genuinely felt that the landscape planner Morgan hired was a bit off.
However, as the heir to the Morgan family, Rod Morgan probably wouldn't care how much money the landscape architect wasted on him.
Some people are born this way; they are born with a silver spoon in their mouth and have everything.
Because they possess so much, people like them care about almost nothing—not even another person's life.
Jessica's gaze was fixed on Rod Morgan.
He is always the center of attention, which is only natural.
Completely unlike the stereotypical image of a bloated capitalist, Rod Morgan possessed a face that could only be described as handsome. His skin was a smooth olive color, and thanks to the combined efforts of a top nutritionist and fitness coach, his body was tall and robust. Coupled with his slightly graying blond hair, Rod Morgan looked like some kind of large carnivore, exuding a wildness.
This man is a regular at various fashionable events and charity galas. He has a bad reputation, but his main flaws always seem to stem from his scandalous affairs...
In any case, he doesn't seem to be a bad person.
That's probably why Joan let her guard down against him back then.
Jessica thought to herself.
What was Joan thinking when she was drunkenly led into Rod Morgan's limousine?
What was she expecting at that time?
Whenever Jessica thinks about this, a tearing pain shoots through her chest.
Jessica subconsciously touched her wrist, where there was a line of small letters, Joan's name, and a date.
That date was the date Joan died.
Rod Morgan.
This man killed Joan.
Of course, legally speaking, Rod Morgan was a completely innocent person.
His high-paid legal team easily fabricated enough evidence to prove to the public and the court that Jessica's sister, Joan, the poor young girl who had struggled to get into college, was actually an ambitious and greedy bitch.
Rod Morgan and his friends did all those things to Joan... all that abuse... it was all voluntary on her part.
What Joan craved was nothing more than Rod's money.
The accusations that the young girl later made were all slanders made after her goal was not achieved.
In the end, Rod Morgan left the courtroom with a smile, surrounded by his friends and lawyers, and cleared his name.
People quickly forgot about his self-control, and public attention shifted to his constantly changing female companions.
What awaited Joan, however, was an almost endless barrage of insults and humiliation from others, as well as threats secretly orchestrated by Rod Morgan.
Ultimately, after undergoing a long period of psychological treatment, the naive country girl ended her life in the cold bathroom.
Jessica attended Joan's funeral.
After returning, she stayed for a long time in Joan's former room. She heard that the service company responsible for Morgan's Christmas queues was recruiting party girls and waitresses.
Jessica signed herself up.
She knew she would be chosen.
Like Joan, she had a pretty face and an equally nice figure. In the past, Jessica had never felt that these strengths could bring her any benefit, but this time, Jessica began to thank God for the appearance He had given her—it finally gave her the opportunity to get close to that devil named Rod.
This time, Jessica decided to avenge Joan in her own way.
“Qiong…”
Jessica murmured Joan's name.
After passing the interview, Jessica got a tattoo. The tattoo was still very fresh, and Jessica could feel the burning and stinging sensation on her skin when she touched it.
However, at this moment, what hurt her even more was her own heart.
Jessica had planned it in great detail: she used a 3D printer to make herself a plastic gun.
Thanks to high technology, she was able to easily bring the plastic gun into the manor.
Jessica could then tuck the gun inside her thigh, hiding it under her skirt, and bring it to the party.
As a waitress, she should be able to easily find a suitable position. She will find a way to take out the gun and use the bullets to show Rod that his money can't buy everything.
Prior to this, Jessica's steps to bring the plastic gun into the manor had gone very smoothly.
But that's all.
Jessica soon discovered that all the female waitresses she hired had to wear the same uniform, which consisted of black leather jackets and stockings that covered their bodies completely.
And they had to walk around wearing silly fluffy bunny ears, with a fluffy ball sewn onto their butts.
Jessica had no interest in criticizing Rod Morgan's outdated aesthetic.
The only thing she wanted to curse was that leather jacket... Under the tight leather jacket, even the slightest bit of extra flesh was very obvious.
It would be virtually impossible for Jessica to bring a gun into the party unnoticed.
Yes, that's why Jessica now hides behind the fir trees with a blank expression.
She had to admit that her plan had failed... In fact, even without the issue of the uniform, just seeing the security personnel surrounding Rod Morgan made her realize that she had no way of killing Rod Morgan.
After Christmas Eve, Rod will return to his mansion and continue his life of revelry and unparalleled happiness, while Jessica can only return to her cheap apartment and silently shed tears while looking at Joan's portrait.
Just thinking about this scene made Jessica feel as if her heart was being torn apart.
Just as Jessica was about to lose control of her emotions and hide there to cry loudly.
She suddenly heard a rustling sound coming from the fir bushes.
Immediately afterwards, several white shadows flashed by like ghosts.
"Hmm—"
Jessica was startled and almost dropped the tray she was holding.
"careful……"
The next second, Jessica heard a soft voice.
Then someone reached out and helped Jessica stabilize the tray.
Thank goodness, with that person's help, Jessica at least didn't have to pay for those expensive crystal glasses after her assassination attempt on Rhodes failed.
Thank you—thank you very much—
Jessica said hastily, she had no idea how the man had appeared.
After thanking her repeatedly, Jessica looked up and met the face of the person who had come to her.
She was stunned.
Contrary to her expectations, she had assumed that in such a party and environment, those emerging from the woods would be nothing more than disheveled men and women.
However, what appeared before her now was an incredibly handsome man.
It was difficult to pinpoint the man's age; he appeared incredibly young, yet exuded an aura of extraordinary maturity. His eyes and hair were black, but his strikingly handsome face... from Jessica's perspective, she couldn't even tell whether he was Eastern or Western.
Jessica was even able to determine the other person's gender by looking at their suit.
Is she a celebrity or model?
Upon seeing the other person, Jessica couldn't help but make that guess, but she quickly dismissed the idea.
That man's demeanor was unlike that of any celebrity, model, or anyone else in the world.
He possessed a strong, inhuman aura, like an elf or a ghost gracefully emerging from the forest.
Moreover, if any celebrity or model actually had such a face, Jessica was certain that he would become famous all over the world; at the very least, Jessica wouldn't feel so unfamiliar with him.
Not to mention, celebrities and models wouldn't so easily bring their children along to such occasions.
Indeed, the man was surrounded by three children who looked alike.
The children looked to be about four or five years old, and they looked almost identical; they were probably triplets.
Just like that incredibly handsome man, these children were also exceptionally cute.
The silver hair may have come from her mother, but her dark pupils and delicate features are more like a man's.
At this moment, the three children seemed a little shy, clinging tightly to the man's legs, and then cautiously tilting their heads to look at Jessica.
Just a short while ago, she was immersed in hatred for Rod Morgan and longing for Joan, but after seeing those children, her extremely depressed mood gradually faded away like dark clouds blown away by the wind.
Even though she knew it was extremely rude, Jessica couldn't help but stare at the father and his three sons in front of her.
After a while, Jessica realized she had been stunned. She immediately snapped out of it and hurriedly apologized to the man, "I'm sorry... is there anything I can help you with?"
She barely remembered her current identity, forced a professional smile, and said to the man.
"It's nothing, it's just that my children have never seen a fir tree before, I'm just showing them around..."
The man seemed oblivious to Jessica's earlier dazed expression, and he explained to her very gently.
He then pointed to the party scene not far away, which was gradually becoming somewhat unsightly.
"...And it's quieter here; that party really wasn't suitable for kids."
As he finished speaking, a faint smile appeared on the man's lips.
Jessica felt a wave of dizziness; she had never seen such a handsome man before.
“Oh, I know. There’s a special snow hut over there, past this grove, where they’ve set up a Christmas tree. It’s not exactly a place for minors, but… I don’t think any adults would be there. If you’d like, I can take you there. Afterwards, I can get you some desserts and drinks from the party.”
Jessica said hurriedly.
"That's wonderful, thank you..."
The man immediately smiled with relief.
Upon seeing that smile, Jessica felt herself becoming increasingly dizzy.
Just as she said, she led the man and his lovely children to the snow cabin...
Just as Jessica had predicted, although this small piece of landscaping cost a lot of money, the vast majority of people were drawn to the party.
This place is very deserted now, with no one around.
Upon seeing the beautifully decorated Christmas tree, Jessica heard the man's child let out small, adorable cheers.
"Dad...it looks so delicious!"
The youngest-looking boy chattered away.
"You can't eat this..."
The man spoke to the boy very patiently.
"But Daddy said that if we come here, we'll have lots and lots of delicious food..."
Following closely behind the boy was a little girl, who spoke in a childish voice.
I'm a little hungry.
Just as Jessica was staring blankly at the man's child, the last boy suddenly spoke.
As he finished speaking, he turned around and stared straight at Jessica.
"I'll bring you some food right away!"
Jessica jumped up and said quickly.
...She didn't notice that the man in front of her had placed his hand on her child's shoulder, whether intentionally or unintentionally.
The man's gaze lingered on Jessica's name tag for a moment, then he called out Jessica's name.
"Thank you, Jessica."
No one could resist that man's smile and gaze; Jessica felt as if her head had been filled with glue.
She hurriedly left the cabin in the woods and returned to the party to prepare some food and hot drinks for the three lovely children...
However, when she returned to those meticulously crafted snow cabins, only the man's three children and another somewhat dull-witted white-haired boy remained there.
Jessica looked at the boy with suspicion; he looked exactly like the triplets, and the boy was also strikingly similar to the man.
The boy even claimed that he was also a man's child.
He called himself Arthur and took care of three children.
When the boy was with the triplets, there was a strange, unapproachable atmosphere around them.
Jessica no longer felt that intoxicating feeling. On the contrary, when four almost identical beautiful faces stared at her with those dark eyes, Jessica found herself involuntarily shivering.
It's a little embarrassing to talk about, but when she was with four children... she really felt a chill run down her spine.
She quickly put down the food she had prepared and then fled the area around the ice hut as if escaping.
"Hey you--"
When she returned to the party, the female manager in charge of hospitality stopped her sternly.
"What are you doing? I've been watching you for a long time. You've been hiding over there all night, slacking off and spacing out..."
The manager's face was taut, and his gray eyes pierced Jessica like frozen awls.
"I met a guest who had a child with him, so I..."
Jessica was interrupted by the female manager before she could finish speaking.
"Please stop with your lame excuses... Kids? I had no idea the Morgan family would invite people with children to their parties..."
"But I really..."
Jessica instinctively tried to explain.
"Shut up, Morgan's Christmas parties never invite those nice people who bring their families... that's such a stupid excuse."
Just like before, the female manager didn't even listen to Jessica finish speaking before sternly saying, "Your name is Jessica—"
She glanced indifferently at Jessica's name tag.
"If you just want to slack off because of your looks, you should strip naked and lie in a pool of red wine. If you're dressed, you have to get to work."
She said stiffly.
Seeing the housekeeper's confident expression, even Jessica herself had a slight doubt.
After all, the man she met in the fir forest was surrounded by a mysterious and ethereal aura, which was indeed incompatible with Rod Moore and this scumbag.
But just as Jessica was thinking this, she unconsciously turned her head to look at the extravagant party.
The next second, she opened her eyes wide and stared blankly at the center of the party.
That man...
Jessica almost blurted out.
Even Jessica herself didn't expect that she would see that man again at the party so soon.
Of course, the man's good looks made him the focus of everyone's attention... but at this moment, his conspicuousness was also related to the man beside him.
That's right, the man standing next to him now is none other than Rod Morgan.
The moment Jessica saw Rod Morgan staring at the man, she felt as if her blood had frozen.
As a woman, and the older sister of a victim, Jessica could not possibly mistake Rod Morgan's current expression.
He harbored dark and filthy thoughts towards that man.
Although Rod never showed any homosexual tendencies, and his female companions changed frequently...
But now, looking at that man, he could only describe it as drooling with desire.
"That man..."
Jessica whispered, her voice trembling.
The female manager frowned deeply, and following Jessica's gaze, she turned to look at her master.
Just like Jessica, she spotted the man next to Rhodes at a glance.
"Oh, that person..."
The female manager's tone suddenly became complicated.
"She's quite good-looking; Mr. Rhodes would like this type."
"That's what the female manager said in a sinister tone."
Then she glared at Jessica with a warning look in her eyes.
"That guy does have a handsome face, but you know what kind of people hang around Mr. Morgan... You'd better put away your little schemes and get back to work."
After saying that, the female manager gave Jessica a push.
Then she casually took the tray from the waiter next to her and placed it in Jessica's hands.
"If you want to collect any more tips tonight, you'd better listen to me—do your job well."
The housekeeper spoke each word carefully.
Somewhat absent-mindedly, Jessica carried the tray and walked step by step into the incredibly noisy crowd.
Although the housekeeper had warned her, she still couldn't help but glance at the man every now and then.
By the time she noticed, she had already unconsciously moved closer to Rod Morgan, taking advantage of her position as a waitress.
Normally, the waitresses who were trying to get Rod's attention would have already pushed her away, but now, almost everyone seemed a little distracted.
"...Damn it, what is he doing here?"
As Jessica passed by a well-dressed, elite man, she heard him mutter something to himself.
Jessica instinctively pricked up her ears and listened carefully to the man's whisper.
Sure enough, the man's companion immediately pressed for answers.
"Do you know who she is? My God, she's a real beauty!"
"That guy is actually quite famous... His name is Lin Xi, I heard he's a small-time boss at a private organization in the US... But I heard he was always with 'that guy' from England, who knows how he ended up here..."
Just as the two were talking, Rod Morgan suddenly raised his hand and pressed it heavily on Lin Xi's shoulder.
It may seem like a purely friendly gesture, but everyone who knows Rhodes' true nature knows what it really means.
Jessica's hand trembled, and she almost dropped all the wine on the tray onto the ground.
Fortunately, no one noticed her loss of composure at that moment.
The man who had been gossiping about Lin Xi just moments before gasped in shock.
"Has Rod gone mad? He should know that guy is... Heavens above, how dare he lay a hand on Lin Xi..."
The man murmured.
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