Chapter 54 My Child

Jasmine's fingers clenched in fear as she shot Ms. Blanche a pleading look.

"Mr. Patrick," Ms. Blanche rushed over, "she's the new hire, who just finished training. She's our new receptionist. Is there an issue?"

"Lift your head!" Henry's voice was icy, betraying thin patience.

With trembling fingers, Jasmine slowly raised her head.

Henry paused, then let out a chuckle. "Never mind, I mistook you for someone else."

Ms. Blanche heaved a sigh of relief and signaled for Jasmine to leave quickly.

Henry said no more and walked away.

Jasmine breathed easier; it had been five years-Henry had certainly forgotten her by

now.

Once Henry was out of sight, Chloe approached shakily. "That man's aura is just... terrifying."

Jasmine's legs were numb with fear.

Chloe propped her up, chuckling. "Scared, huh? I thought Mr. Patrick had taken a shine to you. That would've been horrifying."

With an awkward smile, Jasmine tried to shrug off the terror.

"Did you hear what Mr. Patrick's assistant mentioned?" Chloe guided Jasmine back to

the reception desk. "The annual commerce banquet is being held at our club this year. We're the biggest club in Boston, you know. They even check diplomas for receptionists! You're lucky-it's a prime hiring season that got you in."

Jasmine nodded. "I heard."

"Do you know who attends these banquets? Have you heard of the Douglas family from San Francisco? They're even a notch above Mr. Patrick." In the world of business, there was always someone higher, with no end in sight.

Jasmine's fingers stiffened, her heart suddenly racing. The commerce banquet would surely bring Daniel and Evan, and that thought alone sent her into a spiral of anxiety.

"Can I... can I take the day off?" Jasmine whispered.

"No, Ms. Blanche said everything's geared towards that day, no one is allowed to take time off," Chloe shook her head.

Jasmine's fingers tightened nervously, her mind racing with what to do next. Staying here put her at risk of being caught and dragged back. And being dragged back meant a sure dead end.

"Jasmine, Room 3688 upstairs needs a fruit platter. The service staff is swamped, and we could use an extra hand," Ms. Blanche walked over and beckoned to Jasmine.

the duties," Chloe offered, thinking she could do it

fruit platter. I need

"This bottle of wine is worth over a million, so you must handle it with the utmost

of wine meant nothing to Jasmine, but now,

platter and wine," Jasmine called out as she

door ajar, she pushed

Henry was sitting on a couch, engaged in conversation with

her head down, Jasmine placed the wine bucket

moved quietly, then

for such a lovely young lady to be only a waitress," Anderson, who had been whisked away by Emily earlier, couldn't take

were too striking to ignore; long and straight, they were

at Jasmine briefly

kept her head down, wanting to

her path.

shine to this young

eye is your good fortune," another chimed in, coaxing Jasmine

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of her hands; Jasmine

job after three days of

you a college student?" With Jasmine's youthful appearance and

hand was inching dangerously close

for it," Henry declared, his voice steady

the spot, with her

Anderson paused, prompting Henry to add, "She's

from Jasmine's trembling hands. Her heartbeat raced.

taken aback. "Mr. Patrick, you know her? A mother, yet she's kept such

even better," another executive

but not with shame with

those of men picking out produce

It was an insult.

tough catch," Henry quipped, a sly smile on his face. "You gentlemen will have to show your

that mean you've tried chasing her before, Mr. Patrick?"

for three years, to no avail," Henry joked

her ears burning. She wanted

the humiliation that Henry was

that not even Mr. Patrick's charm worked? Playing

reaching out to grab Jasmine's wrist.

in a panic, recoiling from his touch as if

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