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

you until you're ready, but I

glistening,

again. "Are

up and

she brought Justin here, Henry would truly have full

the business banquet ends, I'll accompany you back." Henry made a promise

nodded and hurried back to

obtained his sought after treasure but could only look at it from afar. His desires were stirring up inside

had

all, he had been

...

Club.

at work, the staff at the club all stole

staff had been behaving this way ever since Henry and Ethan showed

to tread

Chloe whispered, "What's your relationship with

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

talk of the club. Look over

and noticed dozens of women staring

their colleagues had caught the attention of the

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

to Jasmine with a smile. "Jasmine, have you had breakfast? The receptionist job could be a

Jasmine a move

shook her head and

manager then let the

in luxurious attire emerged, tossing her keys to the parking valet before walking through the

head down, avoiding

manager hurried

around, recognized Jasmine, and walked

SLAP!

loud slap silenced the

numbly lifted her head and, upon realizing who had hit her, instinctively

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

she frantically looked back at Zelda. "What do you want to

smiled as she stepped closer

recovered from the shock and bravely stepped in front of Jasmine. "How can

manager and security also reacted

Zelda raised her head proudly, her voice

the second daughter of the Brown family, and Henry's

shocked and looked at the

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