Chapter 329: She Wronged Nash Johnston

That afternoon, Jessie Ryder drove back with her cousin Joe. Joe was as flamboyant as ever-loud floral shirt, face caked with makeup, more femme than most women. The two of them came in from outside, arms loaded with shopping bags, laughing as they walked. "Dad, Mom, I'm back!" Jessie stepped into the courtyard. Miranda, busy in the kitchen, came out wiping her hands. "Jessie, Joe, you haven't had lunch yet, have you? I'll make you something." "Mom, Joe and I already ate," Jessie said. "Second...