Chapter 150: 150. It's The Little Victories.

"What do you think?" Were Jason's curt words, his expression piercing deep into Jessie conscience. She stepped back, again he had the upper hand aganist her morally.

"Since when?" She asked softly, she could be angry at him but what for? After today that would be hard to pull off.

"Just recently." He said, staring at his watch he looked at her. "We'll talk about this later, I have to go attend to my guests now." 

"Wait, you can't just leave like that." 

He turned around his expression blank, she couldn't tell what he was thinking. "I don't think you're in the position to make demands." 

She frowned as she watched him walk away. Turning on her heels as well she made her way back into the manor. Going to the stairs she went up, trying to avoid the man she danced with earlier. After one last look at the ball below she should go to her room. 

"Oof!" She exclaimed as she bumped into someone. She fell backwards and the person snaked an arm round her waist and grabbed her arm with the other saving her away from the inevitable fall. 

"Are you okay?" Jonathan asked.

Jessie looked up at him and smiled. She tried to stand straight and he finally let her go. "I'm in your debt again." 

"I don't consider it a debt when it's you." He said. "You look beautiful." 

Three words, plus the look on his eyes. She knew what he was implying and she was sorry. She changed, she didn't want to leave with anymore. "Ah..." the only thing she could say.

"My brother got to you?" He asked.

She nodded, not understanding his question completely she decided to keep her words short and only when necessary. She had offended one too many people. 

Jonathan noticed her unease, he decided not to question her further. "Since you're already dressed then would you like to dance?" 

Jessie brow rose in quiet surprise, she stole one more glance at the ballroom, Patricia clung to him like he was water and she was a drowning fish. As much as she wanted to ease the tension in her chest, Jonathan shouldn't be a jealous rebound. She didn't want to dance and somehow Jason warning came to mind and for the first time she wanted to adhere.

'I don't want you dancing with anyone else. It's too dangerous.' 

"I'm sorry Jonathan, really. I don't want to dance, but I'm sure Krystal is somewhere around." She said quickly walking away before he could stop her. 

Not once did she glance back, she couldn't or rather she didn't care as much. The only thing on her mind was Jason, why couldn't he just talk now? Ugh! She hated suspense.

"Jessie Marin." A very annoyingly familiar voice stopped her in her tracks. The fact that it wasn't a statement meant the person already knew it was her so she just pulled of her mask and turned around.

"Patricia Lee." She said with an eerie smile.

"I knew it was you." Patricia said.

Jessie threw her arms in the air dramatically. "Of course it's me, who else would it be? But wait, what gave me up? My mad dancing skills or was it my prefect figure?" She asked in an unserious tone.

"Perfect figure? I thought you said you didn't have a perfect figure but just fit into society definition of perfect?" Patricia narrowed her eyes. 

"Oh please, I'd say anything rubbish on tv, you certainly didn't believe that did you?" Jessie pouted.

"Of course not. You aren't as virtuous or natural as you'd have people believe." Patricia scoffed.

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"Come on, a girl get breasts implants one time and I even removed the implants when my boobs started growing, yet I'm a doll? Come on you know I was insecure as a teenager." She said. "Besides don't you think you should get some work done...." she pointed her finger in attempt to locate Patricia's problem area but shook her head. "Everywhere?"

Patricia rolled her eyes. "Why would I want to do that? I mean you're gone, the entertainment industry is in palm of my hand." Patricia boasted.

"How enlightening, you could only take over when I'm no longer there. Don't you feel embarrassed with the things that come out of that mouth?" Jessie scoffed.

"Why should I? As far as I won, it doesn't matter how I won." She stated bluntly. 

"So you think you've won?"

"But ofcourse, you're dead to the rest of the world. Plus, even if you wanted to comeback you're wanted for murder, you'll be arrested. The only thing lacking was the sex slave part, but that can still be arranged." Patricia spat.

Jessie ran her hand through her hair and laughed. Placing them on her hips. "You are really a bitch aren't you? I wonder, who is the girl you killed and passed off as me? I mean does she resemble me that much? And I know you paid of the prosecution to quickly conclude the case, because if not the DNA isn't supposed to match unless I have a lost identical twin I don't know about." 

"Oh that easy, kill and random chick and have her do plastic surgery. I know a guy that's pretty skilled. And ofcourse I paid the prosecution and the police and the media. I have all the power Jessie, you may believe you have Jason but I will remind the Lee's hold all the power in this country." She said with her head high. "No one can save you." 

Jessie fought the urge to scream in frustration but she held it in. She wouldn't be a loser the second time. This wasn't much but she was going to have the final word in now. 

"Ahhh... that must be the doctor that helped you." She smiled sheepishly, placing her index finger down vertically across her nose. "I wanted to say he was a fake but if he was able to make someone look exactly like me, then maybe it's just your surgery that came out looking like that." 

Patricia jaw clenched in anger. "Haha very funny. You seem so confident, perhaps do you think Jason is going to help you? Why, because he called you beautiful?" Patricia laughed. 

Jessie eyes narrowed, 'she was there? When we were dancing?' 

"His only being nice to you because you're servicing him like the little whore you are. Don't worry when a real woman comes along you are long gone." She said. 

"Real woman?" Jessie thought aloud before it finally dawned on her. "Are you perhaps talking about yourself?" She asked.

Patricia glare unwavering. 

Jessie still in her head pieced it together. "Wait a moment." She held her finger up. "Wait a minute!" She laughed. "Wow...wow! Oh my, oh my, oh my! Patricia do you like Jason?" Jessie gasped. 

She sighed and pouted. "It's too bad right? It must really suck always losing to me. I mean you're the Fiancee but I'm still the woman Jason chose. And what did you say? Servicing him? Jason is a perfect gentleman, he hasn't once touched me why? Because I don't want him to, recently the only words that come out of his that delicious mouth of his is 'I love you'. I don't even know what to do with his feelings. Do you know he even told me, 'Patricia may be my fiancee but you're the one I love' do you?" She squealed, walking closer to Patricia. 

As she stood eye to eye, right in front of Patricia she pushed her hair back and leaned down to whisper in Patricia's ear.

"The truth is I think I love him too. Thank you Patricia, I never thought I was able to love someone else. But some how you're wickedness brought Jason into my life." She stood stood straighter and laughed at the outraged look in Patricia's eyes. 

If looks could kill.

"Nothing to say? Cat cut your tongue?" Jessie taunted her.

"No? If that would be all I'll give you my warning as well. I will make a comeback Patricia Lee. I hate to sound religious or moral? I don't know but it's a fact. Evil can only thrive so long, your the just a measly pitiful lovestruck villain in my story. I'm the beautiful strong main lead that will stomp all over you. I hope orange is a good look on you, because that's what you'll be wearing when the truth comes out." With that she spun on her heels and put back her mask walking away with a smile.

It's the little victories. 

Preview 151: Dead on the inside. 

"Right? Why does he always come running when I'm in danger? Why does he treat me so well with that sincere look in his eyes? Who the hell does he think he is to play with my emotions like that?" Katherine agreed. "Everything that happened this night was his fault. Infact everything that happened from day one was his fault, why was he so nice to me when we were kids?" She huffed. "I wouldn't have fallen in love with him then, his mom wouldn't have it out for me and it wouldn't hurt so much right now!"

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