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?"

for a moment and instinctively took

ready, but I hope you won't keep

still glistening,

again. "Are you really not going to

and shook her

Henry would truly have full control

I'll accompany you back." Henry made a promise

nodded and hurried

after treasure but could only look at it from afar. His desires were

could he do? He had brought some of this on

he had been too passive as

...

Club.

at the

staff had been

Chloe started to tread carefully.

whispered, "What's your relationship with Mr.

"Nothing... We

you're now the talk of the club.

and noticed dozens of women staring

wondering which of their colleagues had caught the attention of

had become that notable

clients are coming today. Everyone perk up and get back to what you should be doing," the manager shouted toward the staircase

smile. "Jasmine, have you had breakfast? The receptionist job

was considering offering Jasmine a move to a better-paying

shook her head and

let

door, and a woman in luxurious attire emerged, tossing her keys to the parking valet before walking through

her head down,

manager hurried forward

past the manager, glanced around,

SLAP!

loud slap silenced the

numbly lifted her head and, upon realizing who

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

frantically looked back at Zelda. "What do

anymore?" Zelda smiled as she stepped closer

the shock and bravely stepped in front of

security also

all blind?" Zelda raised her

second daughter of the Brown family,

and looked at the security

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