Oliver's Substitute Bride (Oliver and Jessica) novel Chapter 196

"Jessica, get up. I know you're not sick. You fooled me last time and I won't buy it again."

Jessica propped her body up.

"Just cut to the chase," she said.

Vicky started ranting on.

She tried to get Jessica to refuse to marry Lambert.

Jessica smiled bitterly and said, "Why not stop wasting time on me and try to persuade your son?"

Vicky was rendered tongue-tied. She came to nag at Jessica because her son wouldn't listen to her.

"There's nothing he can do as long as you don't say yes."

Vicky thought it was very easy.

"Madam, I managed to leave Birmingham after getting fully prepared and without even informing you in advance, but then your son found me and brought me back," she said.

"No, there must be another way. Your marriage won't end well. My son will have a dark future if he marries you. I can't stand by and watch him go down the wrong track."

Vicky would in no way let them get married.

She kept nagging in Jessica's room. Jessica found her so annoying and ignored her.

Without being responded, Vicky left reluctantly.

In the afternoon.

Several people came.

This place had never seen any strangers before. Even the servants knew that the designers were invited over because Lambert didn't want Jessica to leave this house.

Vicky signed morosely in the living room.

Amy whispered something in her ear and she asked Amy to bring them directly to the living room.

"Good afternoon, madam. Mr. Williams called us over to discuss the wedding dress with Miss White," the wedding designer said in a French accent.

"Are you all here to design Jessica's wedding dress?" Vicky looked at the group the six people and gasped.

"Yes, I'm the lead designer. They're all my colleagues," the man introduced.

Vicky opened her eyes wide and looked at the designers sitting across the table. She asked, "How much Mr. Williams paid you?"

The lead designer answered hesitantly, "Well, you can ask Mr. Williams directly."

Vicky cursed in her heart. 'I wouldn't ask you if Lambert would tell me.'

However, she pretended to be informed and continued, "He mentioned casually this morning and I didn't pay much attention. Buying a wedding dress is no big a deal for the Williams family after all."

The designers traded confused glances.

They were here to talk with Jessica instead of bargaining with this middle-aged woman about the price.

Besides, they were very busy and numerous customers were waiting eagerly for their designs.

They'd come all the way from Paris on short notice and every minute counted. They didn't intend to waste their time on an irrelevant woman.

The designer asked, "Is Miss White home?"