Blake countered, "You can still be my maid even though we're divorce though."Yasmin was flabbergasted. "Blake, are you out of your mind? Why are you forcing your ex-wife to be your maid? What will your new wife think when she finds out?""What she thinks has nothing to do with you. Focus on your work and pay off your debt." With that, Blake got up and left. Yasmin felt an overwhelming urge to beat him up to death. She couldn't help but slump on the sofa and sigh in frustration.How did she meet such a trash man?She didn't get any financial support from the divorce, and worse still, the jerk even demanded compensation for the bag. …In the middle of the night, Blake pushed open the door and entered the room to find Yasmin sleeping soundly on the bed. Her leg was exposed outside the blanket, and she was even unaware that her skirt slid up to her waist."You still kick away your blanket." Blake shook his head and switched on the dim wall light. Then, he opened a tube of
But upon looking back, Yasmin realized that she couldn't do anything about it. After all, paying off the 400 hundred thousand dollars would be hard with what the studio was earning.However, once the collaboration with the NAS Group began, she could swiftly settle the debt.As Yasmin thought of this, she felt herself grow confident again. Then, she picked up a black suit and a matching tie before exiting the dressing room."Here's your outfit." Yasmin put down the clothes in front of Blake and walked away.However, Blake then quickly instructed, "Help me put it on.""Does being a maid require me to dress you?" Yasmin vividly remembered how he didn't allow the maids to get close to him.But Blake nonchalantly countered, "You're different. You're a special maid because I'm going to pay you three thousand dollars a month. Of course, you're expected to do more work."Yasmin had no way to retort to that. So, she approached him with a cold expression and pulled off the loungewea
"Fine." Yasmin put down the cutlery and proceeded to tie Blake a perfect Windsor knot that exuded a noble air."It's done," she said with a smile and admired her handiwork.Then, as he sat down to have breakfast, Blake looked at Yasmin and ordered, "Be home by 8:00 pm sharp from now on."Yasmin was dumbfounded. She looked at him and asked, "Why?""What do you mean 'why'?" Blake frowned. "You're the maid here. Are you trying to skip work?"Frustrated, Yasmin knew she had to negotiate her way out of this. She said, "Yes, I need to fulfill my work. But you yourself know about my job—I'm a designer, and I often need to work overtime.""Just bring your work home and work overtime here then," Blake retorted. Couldn't she just draw her drafts anywhere? Yasmin was at a loss of words. She tried to come up with an excuse to reject Blake's demand. But then, she remembered that she owed him 400 hundred thousand dollars, and suddenly, her confidence to argue back was gone. In the
Yasmin stood before Giselle and examined the dress she'd brought over. Previously, Yasmin didn't get the chance to physically see the dress. She'd only seen pictures of it and had never gotten a clear view of the damage.But now that she was taking a closer look, she could see that the damage was a cut that was obviously inflicted by a knife."I'm sorry, Ms. Giselle. The dresses sold in our studio are non-refundable unless there's an issue with the quality," Yasmin said amiably."Isn't this an issue with the quality?" Giselle pointed at the cut on the dress.Yasmin then called her assistant over and asked her to pull up the video showcasing the packaging process of the dress."Ms. Giselle, please have a look. We always shoot a video of the packaging process before we deliver any of our products. "Besides, I wouldn't have visited yesterday night if you weren't complaining about not having anything to wear. I only decided to come over and fix it for you after considering the val
Yasmin walked over and held Arthur's hand.Then, Arthur advised her, saying, "Yasmin, you need to stand up for yourself when these disreputable women try to spend your husband's money. In fact, send a legal notice when the situation calls for it."You've got to get your money back. Half of that money is yours anyway."Also, let me know if you don't have a lawyer. I'll get you one."At this, Giselle paled, and her eyes turned bloodshot.But Arthur ignored her and continued speaking to Yasmin. "Let's head into your office and chat. I don't want just any Tom, Dick, and Harry to affect your mood," he said."Alright." Yasmin held onto Arthur as they headed to the office. "Grandpa, watch your steps on the stairs."Arthur was already 80 years old, so Yasmin was afraid of him falling.However, Arthur walked into the office with solid strides as Yasmin supported him from the side.Suddenly, Giselle ran up from downstairs and knelt before Arthur with red eyes."Grandpa, I'm pregnant wi
"I don't mean it that way!" Yasmin quickly recollected her thoughts and prepared Arthur some tea.While Arthur's authoritative presence deeply intimidated her, it also impressed her at the same time. He certainly carried things out in demeanor befitting of a prominent figure."Grandpa, here's your tea!" Yasmin then placed a cup of tea in front of Arthur and said.Arthur took the tea and slowly sipped on it. Then, he said, "Did I look cool just now?"Yasmin was at a loss for words. She thought she had misheard him, so she looked at Arthur again and said, "Huh?""I gave that woman a good scolding for you just now. Didn't I look cool?" Arthur added in a composed manner."Yeah, you looked cool!" Yasmin honestly answered."You don't need to be afraid of her. After all, that child might not necessarily be Blake's," Arthur said.After giving it some thought, Yasmn asked, "If it weren't true, what gave her the courage to deceive everyone? Wouldn't she be afraid of her lies being
Yasmin agreed. After all, she was quite fond of Arthur, so she was alright with giving him a set of clothes.Hence, they went to the fitting room for Yasmin to take Arthur's measurements.Just then, Blake arrived with Malcolm.At the reception, Malcolm asked Sarah, "Where's Ms. Starr?""Ms. Starr is receiving a customer in the fitting room," Sarah replied. Then, upon laying eyes on Blake, she couldn't help but ask Malcolm, "What's the deal between your boss and my boss? He seems to visit Ms. Starr quite frequently."Yasmin's marriage wasn't disclosed to the public, so even her staff didn't know she was married."No comment." Malcolm wore a poker face, refusing to reveal anything.Blake then went to the fitting room.As he entered, he saw Yasmin taking Arthur's measurements. The two of them were bathed in a halo of light, and Yasmin in particular, looked stunning.Yasmin then suggested to Arthur, "Grandpa, let me get you some of the more pristine fabric types."I would s
However, Blake immediately went silent once the child was brought up. Then, he simply glanced at Yasmin and said, "Let's go downstairs.""Are you not going to tell me about it?" Yasmin was curious. In fact, she'd pondered about the possibilities of the situation after Arthur had talked about it in the afternoon.Then, Blake answered, "It's my child."Three months ago, he had promised Giselle to publicly announce that it was his child.Upon hearing this, Yasmin was shocked, and her mind went blank. Suddenly, a bitter expression appeared on her face as well."Do you feel sad?" Blake asked.Yasmin chuckled. "Why would I feel sad? We're already divorced.""Don't talk about this in front of my grandpa," Blake instructed.Yasmin was puzzled. "Why?" she asked."My mom's health has been deteriorating recently. So, I'm afraid that this matter might hit him hard too," Blake replied.Yasmin nodded in understanding. After walking out of the room, they then headed to Arthur's room
Pamela thought that Yasmin's voice sounded strange, but since Yasmin was an important client, she didn't dare offend her.Politely, she replied, "It's okay. Please take your time.""Alright, please leave for now. I'll look for you once I'm finished here," Yasmin said in a strained voice."Okay." Pamela left soon after.Once she was gone, Yasmin awkwardly tapped Blake's shoulder. "Alright, stop it. You almost got us caught just now."Blake was now satisfied. A man who had been sated was no longer as surly. He became shockingly gentle, wrapping his arms around her waist and saying, "Join me for dinner later.""Okay," Yasmin weakly agreed. "Please let me go now."Blake finally released his hold on her. Yasmin's legs felt like jelly, and she nearly stumbled as soon as he let go.He steadied her and looked down at the torn train of the wedding dress. The front, however, still looked fine. He smiled and said, "You still look beautiful in the wedding dress."Yasmin glanced at the mir
Blake didn't respond, choosing instead to stare at Yasmin. She had just removed the tiara, letting her long hair cascade over her left shoulder. This brought attention to her fair skin and made her appear as if she was an otherworldly beauty.No wonder Ivan had been mesmerized earlier. A woman in a wedding dress truly possessed a sacred kind of elegance.Blake's gaze traveled down to her chest. She looked exquisite, but something was missing—the ring. His face darkened as he asked, "Where's the ring?""I took it off when I was trying on the wedding dress. I put it in my bag," Yasmin replied. She turned around to retrieve it for him.Maybe it was the way the wedding dress hugged her slender figure, or the graceful way she bent down to pick up the ring, her hips subtly lifting. Either way, the movement exuded an undeniable allure.Blake suddenly felt an overwhelming urge rise from within him. He walked up behind her and placed his hands on her waist as if possessed.Yasmin froze
Ivan sneered in response. "Oh? Do you want to come over and have a drink at the wedding?""There's no need for a wedding toast, but I'll send you a nice little gift soon. You've had Lizzie abducted, and I haven't settled that score yet." Blake's tone was cold and menacing.Still, Ivan wasn't afraid. He took a couple of steps forward, smirking as he said, "Feel free to try—but you should think it through. You have more loved ones than I do. "Besides your mother and Lizzie, there's also your grandmother. I could blow up your mother's hospital today, kidnap Lizzie tomorrow, and have your grandmother killed the day after."Blake's cold laughter came through the phone. "Is that so? Well then, I guess I need to send you a big gift today."The two men continued their exchange from a distance. Yasmin, who was unable to hear the conversation clearly, was trembling with fear. She was terrified of what they might be discussing.It was at this moment when Wendy hurried in from outside. She
Yasmin stepped into the fitting room and changed into the wedding dress. When she emerged, her long hair was elegantly pinned up, and her red lips were vibrant. It made her look breathtakingly beautiful.Ivan saw her and was momentarily stunned. His gaze was unwavering as he stared wide-eyed. Then, he caught himself and smiled. "Yasmin, you look stunning."She gave a slight smile in response, adding to her allure.Ivan was almost entranced. He picked up a crystal-encrusted tiara from nearby and placed it on her head. She glanced upward, her eyes sparkling as she stood there in the white wedding dress. She looked absolutely mesmerizing, and Ivan couldn't take his eyes off her.Meanwhile, Blake watched from across the street with a growing sense of jealousy. The sight of them together made him smirk cynically. Unable to contain himself, he pulled out his phone and called Yasmin.He didn't want to see them looking so perfect together. It irritated him to no end.When Yasmin's ph
Yasmin's heart ached as she listened, her eyes reddening. "You're doing great, Trist. If Mom were with you right now, I'd definitely give you a big hug."Tristan mumbled, "Mom, stop acting like it's the end of the world. You sound so sentimental. I'm doing just fine here. I've got friends to play with and plenty of household staff members to look after me. "You just take care of yourself in Merania, and do whatever you need to do. Once you're in Rimmervale, we'll see each other again."Yasmin nodded. "Yes, we'll see each other very soon."Just then, the door swung open, and there Ivan stood in the doorway. Yasmin jumped in surprise and instinctively ended the video call."Why are you crying?" Ivan asked, noticing her red eyes.Yasmin wiped her tears and smiled. "It's nothing. I just miss Trist."Ivan understood that being a mother made Yasmin emotional whenever she thought about her child. He then asked, "By the way, how was Trist's winter camp? When is he coming back?"Feelin
Yasmin huffed in exasperation. "I just stole his proposal a few days ago, and now he's starting to get suspicious. If I tell him I don't want to take wedding photos, he'll be on to me for sure. If he gets suspicious, my plan will be completely ruined."Blake remained silent on the other end of the line.Yasmin sighed and continued, "It's really not a big deal. This is the last thing I need to do with him. The wedding is in seven days—it'll all be over by then.""When are the wedding photos being taken?" Blake asked.Yasmin hesitated before answering, "Didn't I already tell you? The day after tomorrow, in the afternoon."Blake only replied with a simple, "It's late. Go to sleep." Then, he ended the call.Yasmin could tell he was not all too pleased, but she really didn't want to stir up more trouble than necessary. There were just seven more days to go—Yasmin wanted to get through the final spurt safely and smoothly.…On the day of the wedding dress fitting, Yasmin was having b
Yasmin had no idea what Ivan would do to her if he learned the truth. She feared that if she angered him, he might lock her up somewhere no one would ever find her."I did that because my grandma suggested it to me," Yasmin explained."Your grandma knows about all of this?" Blake asked."Of course. Do you think someone as sharp as her wouldn't notice that every time you visited, we disappeared for hours? She figured it out a long time ago and asked me what was going on between us.""So, you told her everything about us?""Yes, she knows we've reconciled. I even planted a listening device on Ivan. We're hoping to acquire evidence of his illegal activities." Yasmin nodded as she spoke."Did your grandma suggest that to you too?"Yasmin replied briefly, "Yes."Blake let out a soft laugh. "Your grandma is quite the master of strategies.""She really is," Yasmin agreed with a smile. But seconds later, her expression grew serious. "Blake, there's something I need to tell you.""Wha
Yasmin's face turned pale as she realized the extent of the surveillance at the Burke residence."Can the surveillance footage from the study be deleted?" Yasmin asked at the time.The housekeeper shook her head. "It can't be deleted. The surveillance is linked to Mr. Burke's computer. His computer is password-protected, and only he has access to it."Yasmin's heart sank at the news. She knew that once Blake made his move to sabotage Ivan's project, Ivan would inevitably discover that she was involved.Hence, she had already discussed a plan with Imogen to handle the situation. Although the process had been nerve-wracking, everything had gone smoothly. Ivan seemed to believe her explanation.With the project now in jeopardy, Ivan would likely need additional funding, which meant it was unlikely that he would call off the engagement. Yasmin assured herself that Ivan wouldn't do anything drastic to her—not when he needed money from Sander International.After seeing Ivan off, Yasmi
Ivan gently touched Yasmin's face and said softly, "Forget it. Four years ago, you did wrong by him. It's understandable that he threatened you. But don't worry, I've already forced him back to Stanton City."Soon, I'll deal with everyone who has wronged you. I'll make him miserable and ensure he has no time to harass you."Yasmin stared at him in surprise. "Ivo, what are you going to do to those people?""I won't let a single person who hurt you get away with it. However they treated you, I'll make sure they experience the same," Ivan said, his eyes dark with resolve.Yasmin took a deep breath, unable to find the right words.Ivan seemed to realize that his current expression was too grim. He softened his demeanor and asked with a forced smile, "Let me see what you bought for me."Yasmin quickly snapped back to attention and began showing him the gifts she had purchased. Since she had never bought him anything before, Ivan looked somewhat dazed as he looked at the gifts.He pic