Chapter 59 He Framed Jasmine and Sent Her to Prison

In the private room.

Ethan pushed open the door, his face a thundercloud as he stepped in.

The executives were partying hard, with beauties in their arms and companions by their sides—the atmosphere was one of decadent luxury.

Ethan's brow creased subtly as his cold gaze swept the room, but he did not spot Jasmine.

Somehow, he felt relieved.

"Which one of you is Emily?" Liam inquired.

The inebriated bigwigs didn't hear Liam's question.

Without hesitation, Liam turned on the lights and silenced the music, his voice firm. "Who's Emily?"

Being Ethan's assistant, Liam carried an air of superiority that went beyond that of a typical assistant. He had the right to be proud.

The bosses looked up at Liam with dissatisfaction. "Who are you..."

Someone's eyes finally focused clearly on Ethan, and they abruptly stood up, their head spinning, mistaking him for a hallucination. "Mr.... Mr. Douglas?"

Emily was equally taken aback as she rose to her feet. "Mr. Douglas?"

Ethan was a man all too familiar to the women of the night scene.

These bigwigs of the business district all recognized him on sight.

"Mr. Douglas! What brings you to Boston on such short notice? We could've made arrangements," the manager burst in from outside. "Mr. Douglas, what brings you..." Emily, nervous, couldn't help but gaze at Ethan-he was simply too handsome. Wealthy and influential, the kind of man no woman could refuse.

With a flirtatious smile, Emily softly inquired, "Mr. Douglas... Are you looking for me?"

"Where's Jasmine?" Ethan didn't have time for small talk. He frowned, stepping away from the approaching manager.

He despised women getting too close.

Liam quickly stepped between them, warding off any eager women. "Jasmine lives with you, right? Where is she?"

Emily paused, the realization slowly dawning on her.

Ethan belonged to the Douglas family.

He was Daniel's brother.

Given Ethan's demeanor, and knowing Jasmine had fled San Francisco...

"Mr. Douglas... What Jasmine? I'm not sure what you're talking about," Emily instinctively tried to protect her.

A frown creased Liam's brow. "Do you think we'd be here if we hadn't confirmed it?"

you're referring to?" The manager didn't dare cross Ethan, intuitively grasping who Ethan meant. "She's already off

instructed Emily to

a phone," Emily admitted without

just came from there; she's

then I honestly don't

so why don't you come back

to warn Jasmine...

the

...

Serene Haven.

in the car, reluctant

leaned casually against the car door, an amused smile playing on his lips. "You think I'm

remained silent, her fingers almost bruising with how tight she

meant

dragged on any longer; they needed to diagnose him and set a treatment plan

the money, so

years, right?" Jasmine got out of the car, her voice barely above a whisper.

my check-up tomorrow," Jasmine said quietly,

bed any of the women there; he was

be with him, passing a medical

for a moment, then turned and walked

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still so

shone with a clear, innocent stupidity; now, it seemed

I won't lay a finger on you tonight," Henry said, noticing

a sigh of relief and slowly entered

felt empty, a clear sign he lived alone. Things were a bit messy; it seemed he wasn't

took a shower, Jasmine, unable to stand the boredom,

the time Henry returned, the living

awkwardly to the side. "I just did some

front door, where he programmed her face and fingerprints into the smart lock. "I'm not home

mouth opening but no words

always this generous with every

Henry said, dismissing her to

to the guest room, while thoughts kept Henry wide

extortion by Daniel and Evan,

idea.

submission, thinking she'd agree to any terms

But Jasmine had refused.

admitted

ready to have Daniel withdraw the

stubborn defiance

she were like a white rose blossoming

having never been bested

see her edges

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