Even after searching all three floors of the warehouse, Giselle was nowhere to be found.Finally, one of the guards stumbled across a manhole and notified Blake, "Mr. Ford, there's a manhole here. I'm not sure if Ms. O'Shea is hidden here."Blake walked over and ordered someone to remove the lid.He signaled for his men to climb in. Giselle was unconscious in the basement, but there was no sight of Bill. "Mr. Ford, Ms. O'Shea is there, but we don't see Bill Hawthorne!" One of the guards called from beneath.Blake glanced at Yasmin and told her, "I'll go take a look. You stay here.""Okay." Yasmin nodded.Blake ordered a few guards to protect her before climbing down to search for Giselle.Giselle was unconscious, and her face was dirty. Worried about her baby, he gently patted her cheek. "Giselle?"Giselle slowly opened her eyes. When she saw Blake, she threw herself into his arms, terrified. "I was so scared, Blake! Bill kidnapped me. I thought I'd never see you again…"S
Yasmin went back to her hospital room and curled up on the bed.She thought discovering that secret would make Blake stop loving Giselle. But when something happened to her, Blake was more worried than anyone.Yasmin was completely disappointed in him.Her phone rang again. Yasmin looked at the caller ID. It was Eunice.Yasmin answered, "Hey, Eunice.""Yaz, why didn't you answer my call earlier? I'm back in Stanton City. Which hospital are you in? I'll come visit you."When Eunice heard about the incident at the studio, she rushed back from out of town immediately.Half an hour later, Eunice arrived at the hospital. Seeing her, Yasmin hugged her tightly."What happened, Yaz?" Eunice asked.Yasmin didn't want to talk about Blake, so she just said, "Eunice, I'm sorry. I've caused trouble for the studio...""Yaz, I know it's not your fault. It was Amy who stole the designs. Don't blame yourself. Let's figure out how to solve this," Eunice comforted her.Eunice was really kind.
The phone on the bedside table rang. Yasmin glanced at it and saw it was Blake calling.She declined his call out of spite. She didn't want to deal with him anymore.But the phone kept ringing.Back at the hospital, Blake couldn't find her and started to worry.Yasmin was annoyed and picked up the phone, "Mr. Ford, what do you want?" Her tone was sharp.Blake paused for a moment. Then, he asked, "You got discharged?""I don't have a fever anymore, so of course I got discharged. Isn't that obvious?" Yasmin snapped back.Blake rubbed his forehead, feeling helpless, "Still mad?""What's it to you? If you've got nothing to say, stop bothering me.""Who did you leave with? Where are you?" Blake asked about her whereabouts."That's none of your business.""Do you want me to find out myself?" Blake's voice turned serious. "It's not hard, might just take ten minutes. But you should know what happens when you make me angry."Yasmin couldn't believe he was threatening her.She col
The next afternoon, Yasmin went back to her studio.The studio was already fixed up.Eunice told her, "Yasmin, I checked the security footage last night. You were right. Amy met with Giselle the day before the product launch."Eunice showed Yasmin the video.In the footage, Giselle handed something to Amy, and then they headed to the restroom together."There are no cameras in the restroom, so this is all we got. But I found this perfume in Amy's desk drawer." Eunice pulled out a small bottle of perfume."Check out this perfume. It has 'Lamborghini Luxury Club' written at the bottom. Membership there costs two million a year. With Amy's salary, there's no way she can afford it. So someone must have invited her. "That night, she probably went there and brought back several of these perfume bottles from the restroom. She forgot to take this one with her."Yasmin looked at the perfume bottle. "It makes sense."Eunice suggested, "If we can get the Lamborghini Luxury Club's securi
"She's so pretty. Why hide her away? Bring her out, and let us meet her." They kept teasing him.Erik laughed and said, "Cut it out, you guys."He stood up, grabbing a bottle of orange juice and a shrimp cocktail platter. He then headed into the small room.Hearing the door open, Yasmin looked up at him. "Are we leaving?"She wanted to go back home after having dinner with him.Erik put down the food and drink. He smiled and said, "Not yet. A friend of mine just got back from abroad. We're throwing him a welcome-back party. Hang on a bit. I'll sit for a while more, then we can go."Yasmin was puzzled. "Your friend has come back from abroad. Why aren't you staying with him?""Those guys are drinking like there's no tomorrow. I just got out of the hospital recently, so my body can't handle the alcohol."As they were talking, the door of the private room was pushed open. In walked Blake and Joel.Joel asked, "Has Riko not arrived yet?"Riko was Erik's nickname.One of the guys
Yasmin was confused.That guy was mistaken. Why did he call her Erik's girlfriend? She wasn't.But she felt there was no need to explain. After all, they were strangers to her. She pretended not to notice Blake's gaze and walked up to Erik. "Can we go now?""Sorry everyone, I had already promised to watch a movie with her. We'll be leaving first," Erik made up an excuse, and they left the room together.Joel was so shocked that he looked like he could swallow an egg whole. He looked at Blake. "Blake, what's going on? Yasmin and Erik?"Blake suddenly crushed the wine glass in his hand. His face was as dark as a storm cloud.Everyone around was startled. All eyes were on Blake, wondering why he suddenly lost his temper.Blake stood up and stormed out. Joel was worried something might happen, so he quickly followed after Blake.In the hallway, Yasmin's high heel suddenly broke, almost causing her to trip.Erik caught her. "Are you okay?""It seems like the heel broke." Yasmin li
"Blake, let me go!" Yasmin yelled.Blake stared at her sternly and then stuffed her into the backseat of his car. Without so much as a glance in Malcolm's direction, Blake instructed, "Put down the partition."The partitions that separated them from the driver and passenger seats were lowered.Yasmin was scared and looked at him with wide eyes."Do you think it's funny?" Blake glared at her like a hawk.Yasmin kept backing away, but this just made him angrier. He grabbed her slender hand tightly and pulled her toward him.Yasmin's head bumped into his chest. Her hand felt like it was being crushed. She winced in pain, "What are you doing? Let me go!""I'm asking you. Do you think it's funny? Answer me." Blake held the back of her head, forcing her to look up at him."Funny? I don't know what you're talking about." Yasmin cried out in pain, staring at his handsome but fierce face.He did it on purpose—to make her hurt, to make her cry. He asked angrily, "You're Erik's girlf
Blake held her waist and kissed her milky white skin, savoring the indescribable sensations....It was late at night, and no one knew exactly what time it was.The Rolls-Royce Cullinan was parked inside Oak Garden, and Malcolm had long left.The car had been shaking for quite some time.After a while, Blake covered Yasmin—who had passed out—with his suit jacket and carried her up to the second floor.He took her into the bathroom and ran a warm bath for her. Her body was covered with lots of kiss marks from him. Seeing them made him feel a lot better.The next day, Yasmin woke up feeling like everything below her waist wasn't hers. She moved a bit, feeling sore and weak all over.The man next to her had his arm around her. His head rested in the crook of her shoulder, sleeping soundly. Yasmin was annoyed and kicked him.He opened his eyes, which looked dark and deep.Yasmin was a little frightened. She turned and pretended to be asleep again."You awake?" Blake asked her.