Chapter 67 Henry's Fiancée Slapped Jasmine.

Jasmine tried to explain helplessly, feeling more flustered with each passing second.

Over the years, Jasmine had become increasingly inept at explaining things.

Henry grabbed Jasmine's wrist and pulled her closer. "Alright."

The words Jasmine intended to say next remained unsaid as she stared blankly at Henry.

"I'll agree to any requests you have," Henry said, lowering his head to look at the scars

on Jasmine's wrist, remnants of her self-harm.

"Does it hurt?" Henry asked softly.

Jasmine sat on the ground before Henry, her gaze devoid of strength.

Hurt?

Well, everything in her life hurt.

Hell was all around her.

It didn't even matter that she was now out of prison; she was still being tormented by the people she once loved.

"These scars can be removed," Henry said, looking at Jasmine.

Jasmine pulled her wrist back and covered it with her clothes. "No... no need."

Why bother deceiving herself?

"You don't have to go to the club anymore, just stay with me. I can't keep letting you work as a receptionist. If you stick with me for three years, I'll transfer a hundred thousand dollars to Justin's account monthly. The rest will be deposited into your account, and you can use my supplementary card as you please. If you need money for anything, just let me know directly."

Henry didn't know how to make it up to Jasmine, except to fulfill her material needs to the best of his ability.

"No..." Jasmine lowered her head. "I promised Emma I'd help her..."

Henry furrowed his brow. "You need to think it over."

Jasmine nodded and spoke again. "I hope... this remains confidential."

This was for Henry's sake; she no longer cared about her reputation.

Henry reached up and ruffled Jasmine's hair, not giving a direct response. "Want to go

to bed? Was he planning on keeping her company in bed?"

a moment and

won't touch you until you're ready, but I hope

were wet and still glistening, a

thought, Henry spoke again. "Are you really

and

here, Henry would truly have full control over her

banquet ends, I'll accompany you back." Henry made

and hurried back to

look at it from afar.

could he do? He had brought some of

had been too passive as

...

Club.

staff at

accustomed to it; the staff had been behaving this way ever since Henry and Ethan showed

Chloe started to tread carefully.

around, Chloe whispered, "What's your relationship

looked down. "Nothing... We used to know

gasped. "Jasmine, you're now the talk of the club. Look

glanced up the stairs and noticed dozens of women

which of their colleagues had

become

up and get back to what you

up to Jasmine with a smile. "Jasmine, have you had breakfast?

offering Jasmine a move to

shook her head

manager then let the matter

club's revolving door, and a woman in luxurious attire emerged, tossing her keys to the parking valet before walking

her head

The manager hurried forward

past the manager, glanced around, recognized Jasmine,

SLAP!

loud slap silenced the

and, upon realizing who had

running, and if you don't kneel and beg me for mercy today, I'll sell off

looked back at Zelda. "What do

anymore?" Zelda smiled as she stepped

you?" Chloe finally recovered from the shock and bravely stepped in

security also

raised her head proudly, her voice

second daughter of the

looked at the security

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