Erin Darling was to find that Moore's penis was not straight. She thought there are two reasons which can explain the phenomenon. One is that there was something wrong with his penis. Another one is that he had no desire to make love with her.

"I think there is something wrong with his penis. Besides, indeed, he didn't have any desire. It is related to his past experience or stress," Erin said to herself decisively. There were logical assumptions.

Erin knew that Moore had no desire for her.

Moore extinguished his cigarettes and put it into the ashtray before it was over. Then, he walked to Erin. She would have thought Moore wanted to be tough and kiss her forcefully. So, she closed her eyes and couldn't even stand straight because of the nerve.

To her surprise, Moore didn't kiss her, but whispered to her peacefully, "I got to take a shower."

All systems go, however, Moore stopped everything. Erin didn't give up. She tried to reach his pants, but she became more disappointed.

"Why didn't his penis be straight? Something wrong with his penis? It seems that he got hypnosis," Erin said to herself.

Moore immediately walked to the bathroom. Erin had to pick up her bathrobe and put it on. Then she lay on the sofa, listening to the sound of water and thinking.

At this time, suddenly, her phone rang. Erin took the phone out of her bag and checked who it was. Seeing the name, she picked up the phone nervously. She didn't say a word, but a low voice came from the phone,

"How is it going?"

"Mr. President wants her to learn something about etiquette for a banquet a few days later. I guess Mr. President wants to choose a man to be his successor."

"How about Moore?"

"Nothing special. I will try my best to help Moore to be the President."

"Try to stop that woman."

"Yes, sir. I got it."

Erin hung up and put her phone back to her bag, hurriedly. Twenty minutes later, Moore walked out of the bathroom and got dressed. He glanced at Erin, who was still sitting on the sofa and said to her, "Mr. President asks me to come to find him."

Knowing Moore was talking to her, Erin immediately stood up and walked to him. Then she tiptoed and kissed his cheek on her initiative, saying, "well, you should leave as soon as possible."

Moore loosened his fist soon and turned around without saying a word.

The Bedroom

Avery just took a shower too. A maid brought a hairdryer to help her dry her hair. Avery looked down at her phone, finding there was a message from Facebook messenger.

She had changed her phone number. She knew it wasn't Charles Meyer or Gabrielle. It was Jamie.

She clicked the message. Jamie said,

"The man that received Fiona's money came to the police and commit his crime, claiming to be the murder of the car accident. Besides, I found Fiona transferred a lot of money to a strange account."

Avery sent back, "Fiona had been in debt, but she won't transfer a sum of money to others. I believe there is something wrong."

Jamie had been trying to find the murder though Avery had died. He believed Fiona must be the murder.

"I will find the account that she transferred. I think I will get some evidence from it."

Avery sent an emoji for expressing "Ok" and then asked, "how about Jessica? I'm sorry. I had no time to see her when I left."

"She…" Jamie then sent a video call to Avery.

Avery then asked the maid to go out and clicked the accept button.

In the video, there was a girl who was lost and sitting on the window. It was the night in the B Country now, but it was the afternoon in the A Country. The warm sunlight went through the dense leaves and cast on Jessica.

Jessica put her face on her curled knees, being in a daze, and looking outside.

"Sometimes, she can sit there all day without eating anything."

"Does she need a psychiatrist?"

"I had tried to discuss it with her, but she refused me. Now, she isn't willing to talk with me."

"Do you want to take her to go out for a walk or travel? It is too dangerous now."

"She wouldn't like to go out."

"Can I say a few words with her?" Avery asked though she thought it would be useless too, she wanted to try still because she had promised Andrew to take care of Jessica. She was shameful for not keeping the promise. Now, she couldn't even protect herself.

Jamie then walked to Jessica with his phone. He gave the phone to Jessica, saying, "Miss. Clifford, Miss. Peters wants to talk with you."

Jessica didn't move still as if she heard nothing.

Avery had to call her first, "Jessica, it's me. Avery Peters."

Jessica didn't react still.

"Jessica?"

Avery called her again. At this time, she seemed to find a man stopped before her bedroom when he passed by her bedroom.

Jessica didn't say a word still. Jamie put his phone back and said to Avery, "Miss. Peters, Miss. Clifford…"

"It's all right. Please take care of her every day and every second.

"Got it."

The video calling ended. Avery thought someone was staring at her, so she turned to look at the door, but no one was there.

Avery tried to calm down and called Gabrielle a few times, but she didn't answer Avery's phone. Avery guessed that she was filming.

At that time, however, Gabrielle was sitting in the car. She was staring at the phone and wanted to answer it. But she didn't dare to answer it because her phone had been monitored. Whatever they talk, everything would be recorded.

The car stopped. Gabrielle arrived at the shooting base. The assistant Mia was lying on the window and said, "Gabrielle, look. There are so many people there. They are probably journalists."

Gabrielle then closed her phone and turned to look out of the window. So many people were there and tried to get in the car. Gabrielle didn't know why.

Feeling the car was shaking, Gabrielle recalled the message that Oliver sent to her. It was about a shaking car.

"So powerful," Gabrielle said to herself and swallowed hard.

At this time, Mia opened a website and read the hot news according to her experience. As expected, the first hot news was about Gabrielle.

"Gabrielle, it is said that you have a relationship with powerful men so that you can be the lead actor."

"How smart they are."

"Ah?" Mia was stunned all of a sudden and then stopped her, "you shouldn't admit that, got it?"

"So, how should I answer them?"

"You should say nothing."

"I can't hold it."

"You must!" Mia said decisively. She was afraid that Gabrielle couldn't cope with some tricky reporters.

On the two sides, there were some fans for Gabrielle. They just came here to support Gabrielle.

Knowing there were many fans and journalists, Gabrielle started to worry.

Bang—

The car door opened. Gabrielle would have thought a fan opened the door, but it was a man.