Twenty-One

Jasmine's POV.

"We are going to be attending a few meetings soon. It's basically to introduce you to the world as my wife so that everyone gets the memo. I think that should be sufficient for us to build whatever connection we need and get on with the main project." Mr Blackwood spoke while I lounged on the reclining chair with a smile on my face flicking through each page of the local newspaper.

The tabloids had gone agog and I was happy about that. This wasn't an era when anyone was afraid or what people were going to say. They were surely going to have opinions about things the new nothing about.

"Is that so?" I flicked through the next page, watching through the top of the newspaper as he clenched his fists. I knew what he was trying to do. He wanted me to get him the information as soon as possible and get rid of me which was the same thing I wanted but didn't want him to be the one with the idea.

He was stoic, losing every form of familiarity rebuilt that night. Apart from th