The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Yasmine narrowed her eyes, fixing him with a frosty stare before finally letting

out a derisive chuckle. “Took you long enough to figure it out. Not easy, was it?”

Boyd watched her smirking, the kind of smirk you’d see on someone without a

care in the world. It was chilling. “Didn’t you ever stop to think that if something

really happened to Serana, you wouldn’t feel the slightest bit of unease or guilt?”

Serana felt a chill run through her body and glanced out the window. Dusk was

approaching, and the temperature was dropping. No wonder she felt cold. She

picked up her mug and took a couple of sips.

“Why would I feel uneasy or guilty? It’s not like I killed anyone. Is it my job to feel

bad every time somebody bites the dust?” she said, laughing softly. “What do

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you think I am, some kind of saint?”

“Because of your selfishness, you let them take her away. If something

happens, isn’t your inaction just as bad as pulling the trigger?”

There was a loud “thud,” and the atmosphere in the director’s office instantly

froze. Everyone present was stunned, unsure of how to react. Yasmine’s mug

flew straight from her hand to smack Boyd squarely on the forehead.d2

The lukewarm water from the mug trickled down his face, mingling with a

noticeable streak of red. Some papers on the desk got soaked, and the glass

mug shattered on the floor.

Yasmine remained seated, her expression icy. “So what? Anything that happens

to Serana is my fault? Looks like I don’t even qualify as a stranger anymore,

huh?”

She pushed herself out of the chair, frowning as she felt the armrest, and then

hopped down.

She walked directly up to Boyd. She was still shorter than Boyd. Looking at him,

she could only tilt her chin up, but her eyes were colder than ever.

He never saw her as the naive, cheerful kid she was supposed to be, but now,

this was a side of her he couldn’t have even imagined.

“So I just can’t get away from you people, can I? No matter what I do, it’s wrong,

right?”

Yasmine’s gaze was unwavering. “Would you be completely satisfied if it was

me who was taken away today instead of her?”

Boyd furrowed his brows, “You’re being ridiculous.”

“So what’s the point of all this ranting? Just spouting nonsense at me?”

Boyd’s face twisted in anger, clearly more affected by her words than the gash

on his forehead from the mug.

“Why don’t you tell me right now how to truly, completely shake you two off my

back?” Her eyes tracked the blood dripping down Boyd’s face, void of any

warmth.

Boyd was silent for a moment, and the director finally snapped out of his daze.

“Yasmine, this is not the time for arguing. Boyd needs to attend to that cut on his

forehead.”

“He won’t die.” Yasmine cut in sharply, maintaining her gaze on Boyd. “Not

talking, huh? Fine, I’ll speak. If Serana really died today, you’d probably chase

me for life for retribution, right? Seems like even if Serana’s out of the picture, I

still can’t shake you off, can I?”

She chuckled bitterly, “What kind of karma is this? Even if Serana dies, I can’t

live in peace because of her. It looks like I’ll only have some peace if she stays

alive.”

The office remained silent, all eyes fixed on Yasmine’s slender figure.

“Alright, Boyd, let’s make a deal. If Serana comes out of this unscathed, you –

and she – better stay out of my life forever. We’ll be strangers from now on.

happens to you doesn’t concern me

were pressed into

as an agreement.” Yasmine couldn’t

any longer and moved to sit on the couch by

as Boyd skipping

a glance and left the director’s office with an icy

palms were cold, and her nerves were still on

cursed under her breath, her first ever

crisis.

glanced outside at the quickly

here to resolve this once and for all.

coming back.”

Bryson nodded.

was still visible, but now

began

a hint of concern,

heavier.”

and stood up from the couch, “I need to

police are up

any help.”

going to help?” Yasmine turned to the director

need to get something from Ava. The rain’s getting

to spend the

“I’ll fetch it.”

handed those

She was annoyed enough

in

She didn’t elaborate, instead focusing on

“I told that guy to give

agree. He’s taken a kid up the mountain, so it’ll buy

up a bit, but

a bit of sense,

should be

might be scared out

your team, so you probably won’t

speechless. Staring at the girl who

quite grasp the

was nothing like a ten-year-old. From start to

processes – none of it resembled what

she was

flair.

he trust his team?

was a little too sharp

go-ahead, so you can’t

check out the situation yourself? You

way. Or are you worried you can’t

chuckled, “Young lady, reverse psychology won’t work on

“Suit yourself.”

him and stood at the doorway, popping open

umbrella.

too well. He shot the officer a

before hurrying over to

safety’s sake, let’s wait for the rain to ease up.

and fetch her myself.”

eyed the rain outside, a frown fleeting across her brow.

officer. “There’s a little girl up there, about my age, home

into that

from the

life at that moment, and from his

gather that the criminal had been subdued. However,

of a steep incline

The gap was too small for an

either. With

And knowing

crying her heart out, she wouldn’t

was still no foolproof way

rain-shrouded mountain,

slowly, “I’ll go.”

upset. What a

turning out to be.

to go up the mountain. Saving Serana is

with all this mess

here today, getting herself into this

bad luck.

—

halfway up the mountain. When they got

mentioned reclaiming

to say more, but Yasmine had no time

thug with a gunshot wound in his

his eyes were vicious, even more so than

mountain.

trembled slightly, and a faint smile

Then, she turned her gaze to the continuous crying in the other

what the scene looked

out of a rock crevice and branched

stretched out from the rock

but the slope was

she had been told, the crevice was

brittle.

against

screamed, mixing with her sobs, giving Yasmine

some ropes they had found on the spot. Given

they could only