Chapter 13 The Slap

Daniel frowned at Jasmine. "Where are you going?"

Jasmine looked down, clutching Justin as she stepped back. "Nowhere... I wasn't planning on going anywhere."

Daniel had a stern look on his face as he issued a warning. "Put the kid down, freshen up, change your clothes, and come with me."

Terrified, Jasmine shielded Justin and retreated further. "I don't want to go..."

"It's Serena's birthday. Whether you want to or not, you're coming!" Daniel's voice was icy.

Jasmine stared at Daniel in horror. "I... I don't want to go..."

"Jasmine, Serena isn't in good health, and it's out of kindness that she even invited you," Daniel said, more out of fear of upsetting Serena than anything.

Jasmine trembled.

Birthday.

Serena's birthday.

And hers too.

She had forgotten her own birthday because she felt undeserving of celebration, even fearful of it.

Sometimes, Jasmine wished she had never lived beyond the day she was born.

But life offered no such wishes.

"Daniel... please, can I not go?" Her plea was barely above a whisper.

Was he hell-bent on breaking her spirit?

a

me repeat myself," Daniel threatened

there

cupboard room, telling him to stay put and be

sat obediently on the dilapidated bed, promising to wait for her

Justin for

room

shower, Jasmine still wore her own clothes as she stood

knew what was coming-unrestrained mockery

Daniel wanted, she'd give

the nanny laid out for you?" Daniel emerged; his gaze filled with distaste as he

dressed in a bespoke suit that made him

racing at the sight of him. So many

really didn't

wear

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now gaunt beyond recognition. Better

couldn't care less about convincing Jasmine. He headed straight

Jasmine gingerly opened the rear door of the car, slipped inside, and found refuge in

the rearview mirror, Daniel was momentarily lost in thought. Jasmine used to claim shotgun whenever she

is where a 'fairy

no other woman is taking this

irony wasn't lost

the shadows of the Bellagio Hotel's underground parking. "Even if you had betrayed me, and even if you weren't a Wilson Family heiress, I would not

and cried

audacity to ask if she

Wilsons, I owe Serena... but Daniel, I owe you nothing," Jasmine breathed

defiance, Daniel's temper flared. He stepped out, seized Jasmine's wrist, and hurled her against the wall, pinning her fiercely.

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