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.
Blake was stunned. Had he wronged her?Seeing the bite mark on his neck, Joel raised an eyebrow. "Did you give her a hard time last night?"Blake didn't say much; he just adjusted the collar of his shirt. His mind drifted back to the previous night's scene.Her body was as white as snow, soft and smooth. It stirred an uncontrollable desire in him, making the memory linger.Even if it was a misunderstanding, he had no regrets.Joel said, "If you misunderstood Yasmin, you should be nicer to her. Maybe send her a gift to show your feelings."Thus, in the afternoon, Yasmin received a parcel at her studio, which was still open for business. Despite being entangled in legal issues, closing was not an option—as was the case with all businesses.Sarah brought the delivery upstairs. "Ms. Starr, you have a parcel."At the time, Yasmin was on the second floor, reviewing the security footage. She hoped she could find some clues."A parcel?" Yasmin accepted it and opened the box with a c
Hearing the news, Yasmin felt like she was soaked in ice water, a chill spreading all over her body.Amy's death meant there was no one to prove the truth anymore. She couldn't overturn the plagiarism accusations. And the 50 million-dollar compensation owed to NAS Group would now fall entirely on her shoulders.Yasmin suddenly found herself unable to speak, like she had shut down completely. She sat there and didn't move for a long time.After what felt like a long silence, Erik said, "I'm sorry. I did my best but didn't expect things to turn out this way. Look, Yasmin, I'll cover the 50 million owed to NAS Group for you."Yasmin wasn't sure she heard him right. Erik offered her 50 million dollars, but how could she accept it? It was then that she knew Erik liked her. There was no such thing as a free lunch. Would it mean she'd indirectly become Erik's woman if she accepted?In the end, she politely declined. "Thank you for your kindness, but there's no need."Later that nigh
"Go find her!" Blake's mood was stormy, making everyone feel the pressure.His mind was filled with terrible thoughts and images of her lying in a pool of blood. He was scared she might be dead somewhere in Newphoria Bay.After what felt like forever, he spotted a pair of pale legs swaying in the air.Those legs were hanging from above. Looking up, he saw Yasmin sitting in a large apricot tree, tears streaming down her face.Although she was not in a good state, she was safe—and that was what mattered most to Blake.Blake breathed a sigh of relief, but his throat felt tight.He walked toward her, trying to soften his stern look, and looked up at her. "What are you doing here?"Yasmin was wiping her tears away. Upon hearing his voice, she turned her back to him.She was crying and didn't want to talk. Speaking would only make her cry more. Her chin trembled uncontrollably as she was overwhelmed with regret and frustration over recent incidents.If she hadn't left the studio a