Ivan himself didn't know why he came to see Yasmin. Perhaps it was because their lives were so similar, so he wanted all her wishes to come true.As Ivan left the apartment, he glanced back and saw one of Blake's men, Tyler. Blake was still sending people to follow Yasmin.Ivan subconsciously frowned.Before, he would've liked to see this. He hoped Blake would care for Yasmin so he could use her against him.But one day, he suddenly felt uncomfortable with that thought. Perhaps this feeling started the moment he realized that he and Yasmin had suffered a similar fate.When Tyler saw Ivan, he got out of the car and went straight up to him, asking, "Mr. Burke, can I ask you a question?"Ivan didn't answer, so Tyler asked anyway, "What is your relationship with Mrs. Ford?"Ivan smirked. "Did Blake send you to ask me this?""No, I want to ask you about this myself." Tyler stood up straight and tried to reason with him. "Mr. Burke, you're a smart man. You should be able to see how
Yasmin smiled and said, "I was sent by Mr. Burke. I'm working under him now.""Weren't you running your own studio?" Carlos' gaze fell on her fair face. For some reason, he felt that she seemed much more beautiful than before.Did she dress up just to see him?"Yes, but NAS Group has recently acquired our studio. So now I'm part of NAS Group too," Yasmin said graciously.Carlos' expression was complicated. He seemed reluctant to get close to her. He glanced at Blake in the distance.Blake looked cold and indifferent, but he just stood there, making no move to approach them.Carlos didn't want to get close to Yasmin. He walked away with his golf club, not wanting to interact with her any longer.Half a year ago, he had witnessed Yasmin pushing Elise into the sea. He remembered her menacing expression very clearly.She was a vicious woman.At present, Yasmin still didn't give up. She caught up to Carlos with some documents in hand. "Mr. Ferguson, let's discuss the project.""I
The woman was stunned and repeated, "Mr. Ford, did you not hear me clearly? That woman just said you're her lapdog."Blake glanced at her with deep eyes. "So what if I'm her lapdog?""Well..." The woman was dumbfounded.Blake had already shifted his gaze and was looking at Yasmin again.At this time, Carlos choked on his water. Yasmin hurried forward and patted his back. "Mr. Ferguson, are you alright?"She leaned in close, and her subtle scent kept drilling into his heart.Carlos' heart raced inexplicably, and he suddenly pushed her away. "What are you doing?"Yasmin had just been shoved. Blake's expression changed as he walked toward her. But by then, Yasmin had already composed herself and said innocently, "I saw you choking and wanted to help by patting your back.""I don't need your help," Carlos replied coldly. Then, he stomped off to the restroom.Yasmin didn't say anything as she watched his receding back. After he left for the restroom, she took out her phone and tapp
"If you're not giving it to me, then forget it." Yasmin got up and left."Wait." Blake suddenly called out to her.Yasmin turned around and saw him take out a checkbook from his suit pocket. He quickly wrote down the amount and name, tore off the check, then handed it to her.Yasmin was a little surprised by this.She had intended to just piss him off, but she didn't expect him to actually give her the money.But since he offered it to her, she wouldn't refuse. She accepted the check, glanced at the amount on it, and smiled. "Thirty million... Alright, our past grievances are settled. From now on, we're just strangers. Mr. Ford, you don't have to feel guilty toward me anymore, and I won't hate you. Goodbye."She left with the check in hand.Blake's expression changed slightly. He got up and grabbed her hand. "Can we start over?"She laughed. "No, you're not my type. Also, if you stay by my side, who would dare pursue me?"Blake sounded almost desperate at this point. "If you
Elise opened her phone and clicked on her social media page.She questioned Yasmin, "You went to the golf course this morning. What were you doing there? Were you trying to seduce Carlos?"Yasmin looked at the post and smiled mockingly, "What did I do?""What did you do? You've been causing trouble nonstop since you got out of prison. Are you doing this because you hate me and want revenge?"With a shrug, Yasmin replied, "Who knows?" Yasmin refused to tell her what she was up to.Elise laughed and said, "It's useless for you to do this. Carlos doesn't like your type at all. Even if you try to seduce him, you won't succeed.""What? Are you scared?" Yasmin tilted her head and smiled charmingly. "Scared that if Carlos falls in love with me, you'll be left with nothing?"I guess you had already gone to Blake before coming here. You've always liked to tattle to him. But he doesn't pay attention to you anymore, so you had no choice but to come to me yourself, right?" Yasmin circle
Elise's expression froze as Blake's hand tightened around her neck, making it hard for her to breathe. Tears streamed down her face as she struggled to pry his hand away. "B-Blakey..."Blake released her, his eyes devoid of any warmth.Before leaving, he said coldly, "I wish you hadn't woken up back then."Elise rubbed her neck, her eyes completely red.…Later, Elise went to the hospital.Carlos rushed over to check on her. Upon noticing the red marks on her neck, he felt distressed. "What happened, Elise? What's wrong with your neck?""I'm fine." Elise lowered her head, looking fragile. "It's just...""What is it?""Yasmin posted a photo of you on social media." Elise opened her phone and showed it to Carlos. "I went to ask her about it, but she said..."Hearing this, Carlos glanced at the social media post and asked, "What did she say?""She said she wants to seduce you.""What?" Carlos raised an eyebrow. "She wants to seduce me?""Yes, she admitted it herself. I was
After a moment of silence, Carlos said coldly, "I'll have you know that I'm very dissatisfied with you. I want to change to another project manager. Starting tomorrow, you don't need to see me anymore."With that, he ended the call.Yasmin frowned in response. Blake, sitting across from her, glanced over and asked, "Was that Carlos on the phone?""What does it have to do with you?" She put down the phone and continued reading the document in front of her."Judging by your expression, I guess you got rejected?" Blake gloated as he leaned closer, scrutinizing her under the light. "He doesn't want you? Then why don't you choose me instead?"He got close, and the fresh scent of cedar overwhelmed her. Yasmin felt uncomfortable and retreated a little. "Get lost," she spat."What if I don't?""Fine. If you won't leave, I will." Yasmin refused to stay in the same space with him any longer, so she picked up her phone and left.However, as she walked past him, he grabbed her hand and pul
Elise gritted her teeth, seemingly lost in thought.She recalled a previous competition where Yasmin's designs far surpassed her own. Now that Elise had just started to gain some recognition, she didn't want Yasmin to overshadow her at an event like this.As such, she concealed her emotions and walked up to Yasmin, asking gently, "Yasmin, what are you doing here? Are you here for the fashion show?""Yes." Yasmin opened her suitcase and took out the clothes inside.The clothes looked glamorous even before they were worn by the models.Elise glanced at them, and the corners of her mouth twitched ever so slightly. "Weren't you in prison before? How do you have designs ready for the fashion show as soon as you're out? Are these clothes really your own designs?""Are you thinking that I didn't do anything in there?" Yasmin looked at her, her lips curving into a smile. Her cold and aloof expression carried a hint of provocation.Elise clenched her fists tightly.Yasmin no longer