Wed to the Billionaire Brother of My Spouse by Doris

Chapter 18 The Proud Swan

Jasmine looked at the nanny in terror and stepped back in fear.

Her words brought back memories of her time in prison.

Back then, freshly incarcerated, she was the target of bullying. People in her cell claimed to lose things, and no one would believe a single word Jasmine said. The others would rip at her clothes, demanding she produce whatever she was accused of stealing.

After watching Jasmine back away holding her child, Lisa had a meaningful look in her eyes.

Ah, Jasmine.

The once heiress of the prestigious Wilson family and the belle of Stanford University in San Francisco.

The former Jasmine was not just a beauty; she was incredibly talented and academically exceptional.

It was said her aptitude was immense, be it in the art of ballet or in her innate skill for piano, surpassing even Lisa, who had also been groomed for success among the elites.

As a prominent socialite from San Francisco, Lisa, the heiress of the Douglas family, always found herself overshadowed by Jasmine.

With an ironic smile, Lisa found herself oddly satisfied.

The once distinguished Jasmine had been the top liberal arts student in San Francisco, who had managed to get into Stanford University, but alas, during the summer of her junior year, she had made a mistake that landed her in prison.

The gardenia who bloomed in the hearts of so many, a fixture in San Francisco's high society, had her future snuffed out before she could even graduate. It was such a waste.

Lisa acknowledged Jasmine's talent, which made it all the more tragic that it had been destroyed.

Now, Jasmine looked more like a beggar on the streets, pitiful and filthy - there was no trace of the prima ballerina who once graced the stage as the Swan Queen.

clothes. Prove your innocence," Lisa

curling up

steal your things. Don't bully her,"

we'll help you," the nanny gestured

was just a

voice was hoarse; the tears streaming down her

Her screams were desperate, pleading for

memories would never fade; they were

it enough? Hadn't she paid

before it was over? Did she have to give up her life to end it

but what about her

bring him into this world, and she was

with postpartum depression, cradling her baby on the hospital roof

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off with her child in arms - death would have been an escape from Daniel and Evan, who had personally seen

A man's displeased

the servant stuttered in

ran over

to see Jasmine. "Jordan... what brings you back? Weren't you

returned to the country. He asked me to come back tonight to

evident in her grip. "Jordan, does it really have

her. He didn't even glance at his son. As he strode to the center of the courtyard, he found his gaze inadvertently drifting

woman cowered in a corner, cradling a child, her form a picture of dishevelment.

of having twins that had helped their mother

carried a

prison and had come