In the car, Will sat in the back seat, pinching a cross in his right hand.
Facing the sunlight, he stared at the cross glowing under the sun, stuffed his phone back into his pocket, and revealed a smile on his lips.
He had originally thought that this cross might not necessarily be something important to her; everything just now was merely a probe, and he hadn't held out much hope.
Unexpectedly, that girl had arrived at the bar so quickly, which completely exceeded Will's expectations.
From this, it was not difficult to see that the pendant was extremely important to Jessica. With this item in hand, he could easily control Jessica, making future meetings with Miss Gan much easier for the gentleman.
"Mr. Will, your wrist... seems to be injured."
The bodyguard driving the car noticed the dark red marks on his wrist and asked with concern.
"Nothing of the sort!" Will retracted his hand into his sleeve, "Just a small accident."
