King's Back

Chapter 50 The Love of Crystal

Since tomorrow was the weekend and school would be closed, Jackson sent Manny and Madeline home.

"Jackson, come to our house. Manny likes you." Madeline sent an invitation to him to go upstairs.

Jackson smiled at Madeline's mature and charming appearance which was like a ripe cherry, and he was about to say yes, and immediately he remembered something.

He took out his cell phone. Shit, the cell phone shut down.

“What time is it?”

Madeline looked at her watch and said, "Ten o 'clock. What's wrong?"

“Oh my god!”

Jackson slapped his thigh, waved with Madeline, got in his car and headed for Dolcy Corporate.

When he arrived at Dolcy Corporate, the doors were locked and Jackson went downstairs and went back home.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the lights on in his house.

He opened the door carefully and found Dolcie with a mask on her face and looking at the computer.

"I thought you were going to stay out tonight." Dolcie didn’t turn her head and said coldly.

Jackson smiled awkwardly as he stepped up to Dolcie and said, "My phone was out of power and I had something urgent to deal with, so I forgot the time."

"You are just a salesman. How could you have so many things?"

"Oh, today you and the policewoman got hot on the Internet, so it is normal you celebrated it tonight."

Jackson smiled wryly as he listened to Dolcie's impassioned words, knowing that when Dolcie said one thing calmly, it meant it was on the verge of storm.

However, it seemed that Jackson had never been back so late since they got married.

Dolcie was furious. He had promised to drive her to and from work every day, but Jackson, who was almost late yesterday morning, and today, he just left herself alone at the office.

She turned off her cell phone and drove her car out. It must be that this guy drove her own car out and flirted with girls.

Well, he was getting bolder.

"Dolcie, you've got it all wrong. Here's the thing..."

"That's enough! Jackson, you don't need to explain. You know what you're doing, and if you don't want to do it, quit the job right now, and I won't get in your way!"

Jackson felt helpless. He managed to make a good impression on his wife, but it was all gone.

Dolcie removed the mask, threw it in the trash, and headed upstairs, leaving Jackson alone.

Then his phone rang...

Jackson looked down and answered the phone.

"What’s up! Tell it quickly."

Gabriel froze. "Shit! Boss, who has dared to provoke you?!"

Jackson gave a helpless smile but didn't say anything.

Gabriel, enjoying the beauty's massage while sipping the Romanee-Conti, suddenly at up.

"Boss, can't it be that you angered Doreen?"

"Oh, I just don’t understand... You are the master of the Dragon Palace, a world-famous underground organization. Why are you willing to be a live-in son-in-law in that small place in Y City?"

Gabriel felt unfair for Jackson, who was noble by nature, for whom women were just clothes. It was normal for him to change women again and again.

Jackson crossed his legs and spoke at the phone, "What the hell do you know what it means by love? If you say anything bad about your sister-in-law again, I'll blow your ass off!"

Gabriel suddenly became fearful said with a smile, "Boss, why don't we go out for a drink?

I'm in Y City."

"Today, the Royal Princess of Sweden called me again. She wants to see you. If you agree, she will come by private jet now."

"If there is nothing else, I have to deal with my own business," Jackson said impatiently. "I have a wife, what Swiss royalty, get out of here." NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

Gabriel knew that Jackson really loved Dolcie. "Well, boss, I'll give you an idea that will make Doreen smile again."

"Well, tell me."

"Do you know what do women like best? Shopping! I've even learned the sentence that ‘bags can cure anything’." Gabriel chuckled.

Jackson’s eyes lit up when he heard that. The guy was always joking, but this he was right.

"Okay, I already know it?” Then he hung up the phone.

After Jackson hung up the phone, he started thinking about how he's going to talk to his wife about shopping the next day, a temptation that every woman can't resist.

A faint smile came to Jackson's lips when he thought of something.

...

The next day, Dolcie did not go to work because it was the weekend, and did not come down until noon.

Jackson greeted Dolcie when he saw her dressed up.

"Dolcie, where are you going?"

"It’s none of your business?"

She's going to a party in two days and she needed to pick out some accessories that fit the theme of the party, so she's going to hang out.

"Did you forget that I am your guardian now?" Jackson said with a smile.

Dolcie didn’t answer back. Jackson was a good protector of her when she met some dirty guys.

"I'm going shopping, so if you want to go with me, you can follow me."

Jackson's eyes suddenly lit up. They thought of the same thing!

"Yes! Let's go right now!"

Dolcie looked him up and down and said in disgust,

"Take a shower first, change into a suit, and dress smart. You looked stupid now."

Jackson said yes, hurried to the bathroom, and by the time he reappeared, has changed into a clean, unkempt outfit.

Dolcie looked at the time and wondered, "Have you really changed the clothes? It didn’t take long.”

Jackson grinned. "If there's a gun pointing at you, and he would shoot you when you slow down, you would be fast in doing anything."

Dolcie gave him a disdainful look and said something that she had grown tired of hearing over the past three years.

Around two o 'clock in the afternoon, Jackson and Dolcie went to the Y City's busiest shopping streets.

They got of the car and came to the mall.

After walking along the shopping malls, Dolcie paused for a while and her eyes lit up.

In front of Jackson and Dolcie was a crystal necklace in a jewelry store.

It was sparkling and glittering. Even Dolcie looked at it with surprise.

"Dolcie, isn't this a beautiful crystal necklace?" Jackson asked.

Dolcie nodded consciously.

"Let's go in and have a look."

Dolcie said yes, and then they entered the store.