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

pressed into a thin

I’ll take that as an agreement.” Yasmine couldn’t bear to

moved to sit on the couch by the

count as Boyd skipping

a glance and left

cold, and her nerves were still

her

crisis.

at

here to resolve this once and

coming back.”

Bryson nodded.

ago, the sunset was still visible, but now

rain began

peered outside with a hint of concern, “Looks

heavier.”

from the couch, “I need to go up

objected, “No way. The police are up there,

any help.”

I was going to help?” Yasmine turned to the director to borrow

something from Ava. The rain’s getting

to spend the night

“I’ll fetch it.”

Bryson know she’d handed those bracelets

was annoyed enough as it was

in the

it.” She didn’t elaborate, instead focusing on a

stop her. “I told that guy to give that kid a good

up the mountain, so it’ll buy

up a bit, but

a bit of

be alright by

might be scared out

your team, so you

Staring at the girl who barely

quite grasp

like a ten-year-old. From start to finish, her words,

– none of it resembled

now, even when she was

flair.

trust

girl was a little too sharp

received the go-ahead, so you can’t go up the mountain

you going to check out the situation yourself?

worried you can’t keep

reverse psychology won’t work on

“Suit yourself.”

him and stood at the doorway, popping

umbrella.

temperament all too well.

before hurrying over to her

sake, let’s wait for the rain to

and fetch her myself.”

rain outside, a frown fleeting across her

a little girl up there, about my age, home alone.

into that

from the

to life at that moment,

criminal had

to the top of a

for an adult, and

weight either.

knowing Serana’s timid nature,

branches and crying her heart out, she

still

glanced at the rain-shrouded mountain, and

slowly, “I’ll go.”

Bryson was genuinely upset. What a mess of a

turning out to be.

want an excuse to go up the mountain. Saving Serana is the

this mess once and

today, getting herself into this whole

bad luck.

—

lived halfway up the mountain. When they got there, she was

Yasmine left, she mentioned reclaiming

to say more, but Yasmine had no time

the thug with a gunshot

so

mountain.

a faint smile stretched

to the continuous crying in the

have imagined what the scene looked like

roots had grown out of a rock crevice and branched

the rock gap, and below

the

the crevice was narrow,

brittle.

wind brought the rain against her face,

with her sobs, giving

had found on

only