Chapter 856

Blake wrapped an arm around Yasmin's shoulders, sounding so indulgent that it made her skin crawl.

She asked warily, "What is it?"

"You'll see," he said with a smile as he pushed the door open.

The studio he had designed and built for her was large. It was equipped with a sewing machine, a cloth-cutting machine, a work desk, dummies, and work lamps.

The studio had everything a designer could ever need, and the natural light that poured through the balcony windows was a designer's dream.

Yasmin's jaw dropped. She wasn't so much shocked by the fully functional studio as she was mortified that this was part of Blake's plan to imprison her. Why else would he build her a studio like this if not to trap her in this house forever?

She was still dumbfounded when Blake hugged her from behind and murmured close to her ear, "Do you like it? I built this place for you. You can work here every day after this. I won't stop you from taking orders and sketching from home; at least it would kee