Imogen quietly said to Yasmin, "Good girl."She gently stroked Yasmin's head, her gaze unbearably tender. Imogen thought for a moment and began, "Your mother was unique in her own way—perhaps it was because of my fame. Since she was young, people had high expectations of her."She always had to be mindful of etiquette, poise, and the cameras that followed us because I frequently attended fashion shows. Whenever she was by my side, any slip-ups would be magnified by the media."Although she was a prominent heiress, her life was not as smooth sailing as people thought it would be. I know a bit about her and your father." Imogen glanced at Yasmin every now and then as she spoke.Yasmin sat restlessly on the edge of the bed. She was surprised by Imogen's words. "Grandma, you knew about them?"Imogen's eyes showed a hint of regret. "I didn't know Stuart was your father at first; but having seen him at some events, I guessed that she was with the man from back then."If Imogen hadn't
Imogen asked, "Really?" Her eyes glistened with tears upon hearing Yasmin's words. "Did your mom really say that she would bring you back to see me once you were born?""Yes, Grandma. Vania said that Mom knew you were angry and wanted to wait for the right moment to return. She almost succeeded in her career, and if it weren't for having me, she might have come back to you with accomplishments of her own…"Imogen couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat. She couldn't hold back her tears any longer as she gently stroked Yasmin's head. She said, "Yasmin, how could I ever truly be angry with your mom? No matter what, I would have accepted her because she's my child."Yasmin couldn't hold back her tears either. She realized at that moment that her grandmother never blamed her mother. If her mother knew of this, it would have brought her great comfort.After a period of silence, Imogen asked, "Yasmin, did your father treat you and your mother well?""Yes. Vania always said that
At dinner time, someone arrived at the Sander residence. It was a young girl with long, wavy hair, and large, expressive eyes. She appeared to be fashionable and beautiful.She was Imogen's adopted daughter, Rowena Sander. Rowena's mother had been a close friend of Imogen.After her mother's death and the family fell into hardship, Imogen decided to take Rowena in. They had lived together ever since.Upon seeing Yasmin, Rowena asked, "Mom, is this Yasmin, the daughter of Mia?""Yes," Imogen replied and nodded."Yasmin, let me introduce you to my adopted daughter, Rowena Sander. You should call her Aunt Rowena.""Hello, Aunt Rowena," Yasmin immediately greeted, glancing at the newly arrived person.Rowena appeared to be around 26 years old, just two years older than Yasmin.Later that night, Rowena brought a glass of milk to Yasmin's room for a visit. Yasmin had just emerged from the bathroom, clutching her aching stomach. Lately, her stomach had been feeling unwell and she
Gavin Burke saw Ivan as the next heir and was actively searching for a suitable young woman from a wealthy family for his younger son to marry.However, Ivan had already made his own plans. Bringing Yasmin back meant it was time for him to arrange a marriage with her. As the established heir to NAS Group, he would be the perfect match for Yasmin."You!" Rowena's displeasure was clear. "So, you have no intention of arranging a marriage with me? Do you think I'm not good enough?""I have someone else in mind," Ivan said honestly. His voice was loud enough to be heard by the two people upstairs."Someone else? Could it be my niece, Yasmin?" Rowena asked.Upon hearing this, Yasmin, who was standing in the hallway, felt her eyelashes flutter.Ivan didn't answer directly. He simply replied, "It's none of your business.""It is certainly my business. I was nearly your fiancée, so I have a right to know who you are interested in." Rowena insisted on getting to the bottom of it.In the
At the doctor's words, everyone fell silent. All eyes turned to Yasmin.She was just as confused but realized her symptoms indeed resembled those of early pregnancy. After a moment, she said, "My periods have been irregular. Sometimes they come every two months, other times three."The doctor suggested, "Given your symptoms, it might be a good idea to get a blood test."Soon, they found themselves waiting for the test results.About half an hour later, the report confirmed that Yasmin was 12 weeks pregnant.She was already three months pregnant.The news stunned everyone, including Imogen and Ivan. In particular, Ivan was taken aback to learn Yasmin was carrying Blake's child."Whose child is this?" Rowena's initial shock quickly gave way to disdain. Merania's law was strict. Once pregnant, a woman had to carry the child to term as abortion was illegal.Yasmin's face turned pale. Just as she was about to respond, Ivan stepped in. He announced, "This is my child."Yasmin was
Four years later, Yasmin was now residing in Eulandia. Erinnyes had expanded their business there. Over these years, Yasmin had been focused on business expansion, with Sander International providing strong support.Thus, she drifted further away from home while focusing all her energy on her career. Today, she had become a globally renowned designer.As for her child, Tristan Sander was already three years old. He was a boy, with the nickname Trist.After Yasmin arrived and set things up in Eulandia, she brought Tristan over. He was usually cared for by her assistant, Pearl Carroll.Ivan, on the other hand, had officially become her fiancé.When she gave birth to Tristan, Yasmin experienced severe hemorrhaging and was in critical condition. Ivan was the one who fought desperately to save her.According to Imogen, the doctors had declared Yasmin's situation dire. However, Ivan refused to accept the grim news. He summoned every top doctor available in the area, and it took a tea
Ivan felt a little disappointed but didn't press Yasmin any further. He simply reminded her to be careful on the journey back.When Yasmin returned home, she opened the door to see a few model airplanes flying around. One of which had a speaker attached to it. From the small speaker came Tristan's childish voice, "Oh, isn't this our famous designer, Yasmin? Back so early today, what a rare guest!"Yasmin tried to placate him. She said, "Trist, I'm sorry. I know I've been busy lately and haven't been paying enough attention to you. But with the new product launch, I've been swamped. I'm really sorry."Hearing her apology, the little boy behind the speaker finally relented. He huffed and then used the remote controller to have the plane fly lower, bringing it right in front of her. He said, "Alright. Since your apology is sincere, I'll let you off this time. Here, have some strawberries."The model airplane hovered closer, carrying a small bag of strawberries behind it.Yasmin s
Yasmin's limbs were frozen stiff, her throat tight with anxiety.What terrified her most was the possibility of Blake recognizing Tristan.Together, the mother-son had built a good life abroad. They had enjoyed freedom and wealth, and Ivan had never pressured her. Yasmin had no intention of returning to Stanton City with him.But Blake seemed not to recognize her. He walked past her without even glancing in her direction.Yasmin stood rooted to the spot. She couldn't process what had just happened. It wasn't until Blake had moved far away that she began to recover her senses."Yasmin." Suddenly, someone touched her shoulder.She screamed in fright and almost fell. Fortunately, the man caught her by the waist and prevented her from hitting the ground."What did you see? Why are you so scared?" Ivan asked. His gaze swept the area.Yasmin's face was pale as she looked in the direction Blake had disappeared in. There was no sign of him anymore.At that moment, she wasn't sure if w