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.

her chest behind a reserved parking spot, Jasmine sat lost in thought. She had fled her past with no money to buy a phone, and

but leaving meant losing the roof Emily had offered her - she had promised to

to your specifications. Rest assured, no mistakes will occur," an assistant assured Henry while opening

as they saw Henry off into his

tucked behind a curbstone, sneaked a nervous glance. With so many people around, she

caught a glimpse in the rearview mirror of a figure crunched behind

Henry's deep voice halted him,

the assistant asked, "Mr. Patrick,

he stepped out of the car, gesturing for his

also awaited his

ordered with a frown,

managers exchanged glances and departed

lot was empty, Henry leaned against

corner for a moment and peered out tentatively her heart skipped a beat when

a teasing glimmer, as if he were amused, waiting to see what

a deep breath for courage, Jasmine rose to her feet and approached him with

whisper, her gaze fixed to the floor. Henry scrutinized

eye, was nowhere to be found. Instead, she had been replaced by a timid, dust-covered, self-

he thought. It seemed all it took was

was?" Henry

knew everything there was

ago, he had indeed considered

then, Jasmine

to bow, he had no choice but to wait and see

What Jasmine hoped for was for nothing to have happened that night, but that

would you do? Blackmail, extortion,

even lower.

from Evan and Daniel;

no one would

her eyes glisten as she lifted her head to look at Henry. "I don't want anything... If it was you, could you just take

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

his father for some tests," Jasmine blurted out, anxious that he might misunderstand.

his cigarette in the nearby trash can and opened his car door. "Get in." Jasmine stood rooted in place, her anxiety palpable. She was uncertain if

the illness?" Henry asked when he noticed

of this book

she

was silent for a long moment before he spoke again. "Why should I help you?" Jasmine hesitated, biting her lip as if wrestling with her next words. "What can I