"You just need to tell me whether it's true or not!" Simon Davis was very serious.
"It wasn't me." Jasper Milton said firmly, looking ahead sharply.
"Come to my place," Simon said curtly and hung up the phone.
Jasper looked at Stella Grace.
Stella did not know how to face him and turned her back to him.
He held her chin, let her faced him, and kissed her lips.
Stella wanted to push his chest away.
He released her as she wished, and his eyes were as deep as black obsidian. "Don't leave me."
Stella's heart tightened.
He said it as a statement and not a request. It was a command.
However, she felt that he was pleading for her.
Was she wrong?
As the military chief, he was fierce and ruthless, it was impossible for him to plead her for anything
"I have something to rush to now. I'll help you get a taxi." Jasper got out of the car and stopped a taxi.
Stella got in the taxi.