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.

with the duties,"

need. It's just dropping off a fruit platter. I need you

handle it with the utmost care," someone at the service counter pointed to a bottle chilling in an ice bucket. With an anxious nod, Jasmine wheeled

to Jasmine, but now, it

wine," Jasmine called out as

ajar, she pushed

couch, engaged

bucket on the table and arranged the

quietly, then turned

club is beyond exceptional, Mr. Patrick. Even the waitstaff look better than celebrities. Seems like a waste 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

Jasmine

panicked, Jasmine kept her head down, wanting to

stood up and blocked her path. "Young

Anderson's taken a shine to this young

good fortune," another

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of her hands; Jasmine wasn't sure how to

first day on the job after three days of training, and she didn't want to cause

Jasmine's youthful appearance and fine figure, no one would suspect she

hand was inching dangerously

not up for it," Henry declared,

rooted to the spot, with her head

Anderson paused, prompting Henry to

trembling hands. Her heartbeat raced.

"Mr. Patrick, you know her? A

even better," another executive

cheeks flushed, but not with shame

were like those of men picking

It was an insult.

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

chasing her before, Mr. Patrick?" The

three years, to no avail," Henry

ears burning. She

the humiliation that Henry was about to bring

Patrick's charm worked?

to grab Jasmine's wrist.

panic, recoiling from his touch as if it were

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