Wed to the Billionaire Brother of My Spouse by Doris

Chapter 55 Eight Million

A shockwave went through the room.

No wonder she hadn't bitten at the eight million. Bearing Henry a child out of wedlock -heck, that could easily be worth hundreds of millions, no trouble at all.

"You should step outside," Henry suggested to Jasmine.

Stunned, Jasmine gazed at Henry, digesting the revelation. That night... had it really been him?

Fleeing the room in turmoil, she took refuge in the restroom, soothing her jangled nerves with splashes of cold water in an attempt to wash away the tormenting memories of that night. They haunted her like a nightmare, a corrosive presence in her soul.

She chastised herself for not staying alert that night, for surrendering to the drugs in her drink.

She was playing into their hands.

"Jasmine, you okay?" Chloe murmured, noting Jasmine's damp hair on her return. Jasmine shook her head slightly.

"HR needs an info update. Could you fill it out?" Chloe handed over the form.

Jasmine took the form, inhaling deeply. It was asking a lot, even inquiring about her relationship status.

In the space designated for her name, Jasmine hesitated for a moment before writing "Jasmine Avery" instead of her given name.

The name Jasmine Wilson had been hers for over two decades; the first twenty years had been a source of pride while the last few had brought nothing but shame.

Detested by the Wilson family, yet they refused to release her - being ostracized from the family meant keeping their surname was pointless.

Once she had filled everything out, Jasmine handed the form to Chloe.

"Jasmine Avery, that's such a lovely name," Chloe remarked.

Jasmine simply smiled in response, offering no words.

Jasmine worked the reception until ten in the evening, waiting for the night shift replacement to arrive so she could head home.

"Emily's out with a client tonight, so she won't join you on the ride back," she was informed.

Nodding in acknowledgment, Jasmine planned to make her way home alone.

After changing her clothes, she hesitated outside the door before deciding to wait and see when Henry would leave - she had some questions that needed to be cleared up.

Jasmine sat lost in thought. She had fled her past with no money to buy a phone, and while Emily had an old phone to give her, Jasmine hadn't yet managed

imminent, staying put was risky, but leaving meant losing the roof

assured, no mistakes will occur," an assistant

they saw Henry off into his car,

sneaked a nervous glance. With so many people

the rearview mirror of a figure crunched behind

prepared to drive, but Henry's deep voice halted him,

asked, "Mr. Patrick, aren't you

stepped out of the car, gesturing for his assistant

also awaited his next

them all back," Henry ordered with a frown, disliking the

glances and departed

was empty, Henry leaned against his

beat when she caught Henry glancing in her direction, so she

held a teasing glimmer, as if he were amused, waiting to

a deep breath for courage, Jasmine rose to her feet

her, filled with a profound curiosity. "Was it you... six years ago?" She asked in a whisper, her gaze fixed to the floor. Henry scrutinized her.

sparkled like a swan on stage, who had caught his eye, was nowhere

ruin someone, he thought. It seemed all it took was five

you hope it was?" Henry asked, his

knew everything there was to know about

years ago, he had indeed considered bringing that graceful swan home

then, Jasmine was

no choice but to wait and see

nothing to have happened

said it was me? What would you do? Blackmail, extortion, call the

even lower. "I

to extort money from Evan and Daniel; they were the

no one would

eyes glisten as she lifted her head to look at Henry. "I don't want anything... If

frowned. As he watched her closely, he realized this woman, as always, was challenging the

he might misunderstand. "I don't intend to use the child to

opened his car door. "Get in." Jasmine stood rooted in place, her anxiety palpable. She

when he

this book for free. Don't miss out on the next

anemia," she

I help you?" Jasmine hesitated, biting her lip as if wrestling with her next words. "What can