Chapter 569 - Stop The Show

As Noah expected, Janessa and Emma also met the "poor" woman who wanted to change a seat, and she even cried in front of Armando.

It was said that when a woman cried, she would stimulate a man's desire to protect her.

But it also depended on what kind of woman the man faced.

For Armando, only Janessa's tears could touch him. As for other women, they were nothing to Armando.

The woman cried for a whole minute, and Armando remained indifferent. So, she had to wipe her tears and look at the ethereal Janessa who was sitting next to Armando.

When Janessa got on the train, she took off her coat. She wore a long blue dress. Her long hair was pinned behind her ears, revealing her slender neck. Flower earrings were hanging on her ears. She sat by the bed with a magazine in her hand. She had been in this sitting position since the "pitiful" woman came.

"I know you are a kind-hearted person. We have no choice. Can you..." The woman sobbed. She looked so miserable.

"Stop the show." Janessa put away the magazine, stood up, pointed behind the woman, and said, "You bring a child or an old man to deceive others in exchanging their soft berths with your hard seats. But the hard seat tickets are over a thousand, right? Is it worth it? There aren't many kind-hearted people. For example, I like to see others in trouble. The more miserable you are, the happier I will be."

The poor woman was speechless.

The woman was dressed badly, who seemed to be in her thirties. She was strong-minded. Hearing Janessa's words, she continued to look pitifully at Armando and begged, "Good-hearted man, can you do me a favor?" She lowered her body so that he could see her cleavage.

Men all liked this. She was sure that he would give her the berth as compensation for seeing her cleavage. Or maybe his girlfriend would get mad at him for that and quarreled, then one of them would give her the berth out of sullenness.

She could make a profit in both ways.

However, it didn't go as she planned.

She had chosen the wrong person. Her plans didn't work on Armando.

"Could you just go away? We're going to sleep," said Armando as he looked down to clean up the bed without even looking at her.

The woman was lost in words.

On the other side.

The same deception happened to Emma as well. The fraud was not the young woman, but the middle-aged one who had just left Noah.

When the woman was acting the same drama, Emma was packing her luggage, and Jaquan sending a message to Stony. No one paid attention to her.

When Emma was done and found that the woman had not left, she asked her, "What's up?"

The middle-aged female who had told her story twice was speechless.

Jaquan also looked up.

The woman felt that no wonder they could afford soft berths. They were wealthy and good-looking. The two men she met just now were handsome, so did this man. This woman was not breathtakingly beautiful, but she had an indescribable temperament. Once people met her eyes, they felt as if she could see through them.

For example, at this moment,

When she asked, "What's up?"

She looked at the woman indifferently, as if she were watching a clown performing clumsily.

The woman suddenly felt that she had bad luck this night.

"I..." Words failed her. Looking at Emma's eyes, the woman felt that she must have known everything, though she had said nothing.

Emma waited patiently for the woman to act.

"Nothing happened. Sorry to interrupt you." The woman escaped.

Jaquan put down his phone and stood up to hold Emma's hand, "That's amazing. You've driven her away without saying anything."

Emma pursed her lips and said, "I've met her before when I was on the train. At that time, I was pregnant and felt uncomfortable. Despite that, I exchange the berth with her. Later, when I went to the bathroom, I saw a young man lying here, who has spent three times the price to buy the berth here. Only then did I understand that I was cheated."

"Sorry." Jaquan looked down and kissed her in the face.

Emma chuckled, "Actually, it's nothing for me. But now you mention it, I suddenly feel wronged." She hugged Jaquan's waist, "At that time, I felt sleepy and sick, which were common pregnancy complaints. You shouldn't have said sorry. You didn't know me back then, and..."

Jaquan hugged her tightly. "I'm sorry. I wasn't able to stay by your side at that time. I'm terribly sorry. I didn't know about you earlier."

Emma smiled, "What are you talking about? I don't blame you."

Jaquan buried his head in her shoulder. "I feel like I owe you a lot. After Vincent died, I became even more aggressive and cautious. I was afraid that something miserable would happen to you and Stony. I was afraid that..."

"It's fine." Emma rubbed his hair.

Jaquan smiled. "How did it end up you comforting me?"

Emma looked up and smiled at him. Jaquan lowered his head and kissed her.

They were staying at Emily's house recently. They had just slept together without having sex.

It was the first time they traveled together on a train and stayed in a small space alone. They enjoyed this moment. However, they were disturbed.

They heard Kamron said in the next room, "The room is not soundproofed. You mustn't do that on the train. Although there is a curtain, many people like to walk around."

"Mr. Kamron, stop that. If you get beaten up later, I won't help you," the bodyguard warned him in a low voice.

Kamron raised his voice in surprise, "Have you forgotten your responsibility?"

"Yes, I remember."

"If I was beaten up, why wouldn't you help me?" Kamron asked in disbelief.

"You've asked for it. What can I do with that?" The bodyguard mumbled.

Kamron was speechless.

He glared at the bodyguard in a shameful rage and thought, 'What the hell did I hire him for?'

"Among them, Noah and Ferne are not easy to deal with. But you can't even handle the man next door?" Kamron asked the bodyguard in a low voice.

The bodyguard replied, "Whom do you mean?"

"Jaquan, you idiot! Don't you know him?" Kamron was so annoyed that he wanted to grab his hair. He suspected that he must have been mad when he hired such a guard.

"I'm not sure about him, but I'm sure I can't beat the other." The bodyguard said.

"The other one?" Kamron asked in confusion, "Aren't there only two people next door? Who is the other man?"

"That woman." The bodyguard said in a soft voice.

Kamron was shocked. "You can't even defeat a woman?"

"She is the daughter of Deon Alberton in City Q." The bodyguard replied, "It is said that she is so powerful that can snap a person's throat with one hand."

Kamron took a few steps back in shock, took off his shoes, and asked incoherently, "Have you made the quilt? I'm going to sleep."

The bodyguard was speechless.