Jack stared at Juliet for a long moment, his eyes tracing her from the perfect waves of her chocolate-brown hair to the curves of her hourglass figure, down to the slender ankles peeking from expensive heels. What a classy, attractive woman! He had hit the jackpot on the dating app.Without betraying his thoughts, he leaned back in his chair. "Juliet Forbes?" he repeated after her. "Never heard of you. I was waiting for a nice, homely girl named Clara Ford who likes cooking and rom-com movies."Juliet clicked her tongue at him in annoyance. How come he hadn't heard of the Forbes family? Her hazel eyes narrowed at the handsome, athletic man before her. His clothes lacked any designer labels, and his appearance gave no signs of wealth or status.The heiress had seen a lot of meathead jocks like him. They spent all day at the gym, but their bank accounts were empty, and they never actually got into a fight in their lives."Are you a homeless veteran?" she asked condescendingly. "That wou

Juliet was overcome with conflicting emotions. She was relieved that she miraculously escaped fatal gunfire from the assassins. But now, Jack held her firmly in his lap with a romantic intimacy she never experienced with a man before."Get your hands off me!" Juliet snapped at him, struggling like a fish out of water. He chuckled and let her go.The young heiress's first inclination was to try to scamper out of the vehicle. However, Jack's piercing gaze and heavy hand on her shoulder rooted her in place. "Stay inside no matter what," he told her, stepping out himself. "It's a bulletproof car. Don't be stupid again.""Are you crazy?" Juliet grabbed his arm, digging her nails into his muscular biceps. "You'll get killed! My bodyguards signed up to die for me, but you have nothing to gain from being a martyr!"He gave her a quick, confident grin. "Trust me, darling. Your hubby has this handled."Before she could argue more, he slipped out of the Bentley and closed the door behind him. Th

Maybelin stared at Jack as he had just crawled out of the attic. She crossed her arms angrily for being rudely interrupted. "Who the hell are you? This is a billion-dollar lawsuit, not a circus!"Jack didn't flinch and replied simply. "I'm Juliet's… consultant," the word rolling off his tongue with reluctance. He hadn't signed the marriage contract yet, so he couldn't speak about it before the cameras without hurting Juliet's dignity.Maybelin barked a harsh laugh. "Consultant? Oh, please. I don't have time for this nonsense. My face is melting like a porridge, and my million-dollar photoshoot is tomorrow. What made you think you could just waltz in here playing doctor?"Jack shrugged, a lazy grin tugging at his lips. "If I fail, you can do whatever you want. Angel Skincare won't hire defense lawyers and will settle your compensation straightaway. But if I fix your problem, you'll drop all charges and become the brand face of Angel Skincare. Does that sound like a fair deal?"The room

Juliet’s cheeks flushed at the insults but she held her ground. "Jack can fight, and has proven useful to me twice already, so I have decided to keep him around for now. Anyway, I’ll change and be back soon with the contract. Just behave.”As she walked away, Lydia shot Jack one last withering look and followed her daughter inside, muttering about him being gold-digging trash.Cathy stayed behind, circling the athletic man like a shark. “You really think you belong here? What are your education levels?""I have three masters degrees, and five doctorates."The girl scoffed and then laughed aloud. "So you're delusional too? Couldn't you hold back on the petty lies? I'm pretty sure you're some low-life labor guy who fixes cars in a garage for a living. Do you plan to mooch off the Forbes name and wealth? Disgusting!”Jack ignored her, strolling to the outdoor bar. He grabbed a glass, filled it with ice from the bucket, and poured in fresh lemonade from the pitcher. He took a long sip and

"My father's security team is scouring the city for me already!" the girl snapped. "Don't you dare touch me!""Are you dumb?" Jack replied with a chuckle. "Don't you realize I saved you from those rapey bastards?"The girl sat up, gasping and rubbing her wrists. "Did my dad send you?" she snapped. "What took you so long? I was almost—""Nope," Jack cut in. "Wrong again. As I said, I was just looking for the bathroom to drain the snake."She blinked at him the same way Dale and Cole did. "That's disgusting! Whatever! Wait outside. You'll get paid for your troubles, whoever you are."Jack shrugged and strolled into the tiny attached bathroom, shamelessly leaving the door open while using it. She snatched her phone from Dale's limp body."Hello? Dad? I'm fine, thanks to the paid goon you sent for rescue.""Selena? What are you talking about, dear?" her father responded in panic from the other end. "Our security team is still half an hour away, yet to find your location."Selena furrowed