Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect by Henry Foster

Chapter

32

"Yoselin has always been a bit of a troublemaker. Did she cause any issues for you, Ms.

$? Yonas broke the awkward silence.

Before Yasmine could respond, Yonas put a red velvet gift box in front of her. The shiny gold-embossed Cartier logo surprised her. "Mr. Russell, what's this?"

With a relaxed motion, Yonas opened the box to reveal a stunning rose gold bracelet adorned with diamonds. It sparkled in the light, casting colorful reflections around the

room.

"Yoselin doesn't get close to many people. It's rare for her to open up like that, and now you're my friend too," Yonas said, lowering his gaze before looking back at Yasmine, his eyes reflecting her beautiful features. "If it's okay with you, can I call you Yasmine?" His words felt like a gentle breeze stirring up old memories in Yasmine's heart. It reminded her of someone who had called her that way, but she couldn't quite recall who it was.

"I like Yoselin and see her as a little sister, but..." Yasmine hesitated. Yonas was one of the few young wealthy elites in Soucrity. She knew she didn't really have the standing to be friends with him. It was clear he was just being polite, and she didn't want to overstep. 'I don't have many friends, and I hope you won't make me look bad," he said with a playful smile, his tone leaving her no room to say no. Yasmine paused, meeting his gaze. Being friends with someone like Yonas could only help her. So, she smiled slightly and said, "Thank you, Mr. Russell."

a glimpse of his handsome

Yonas looked at her with appreciation. "It's just a small gift, but

her wrist. She had always loved Cartier for their understated elegance. However, they primarily focused on watches and rarely offered bracelets or other jewelry. Sensing her cheerful mood, Yonas smiled slightly while twirling his own Cartier ring casually.

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changed the topic and said, "But I'm a bit confused about Yoselin's situation. She seems like such

kind of trauma. I wasn't there, so I can't say for sure.

looked down, realizing that in wealthy. circles, secrets were

matter.

absentmindedly picked up a piece of s** beef

water was offered to her. Without thinking, she gulped it down to cool her burning throat. Once she felt better, a wave of embarrassment washed over her. She had to drink the water just to distract herself from it. Usually, she didn't like plain water because it was bland; she preferred it with a splash of

of the lemon can help with the

off, thinking it was just a coincidence. "Chuck really takes care of her friends, doesn't

with a bit of garlic sauce." Yasmine stared at the

frowned, sensing she had forgotten something really important.