Wed to the Billionaire Brother of My Spouse by Doris

Chapter 68 Jasmine Took the Initiative to Ask Ethan to Call the Police

"You're going too far." Chloe was a bit angry.

Zelda shouldn't bully people like this. "Jasmine and Mr. Patrick just know each other; there's absolutely nothing else going on between them. If you don't believe me, you can call Mr. Patrick."

Zelda laughed; she didn't care whether anything had happened between Jasmine and Henry. She was just here to bully Jasmine, to assert her dominance, nothing more.

"Miss Brown, we've already informed Mr. Patrick. You'd better go home and deal with this. These kinds of things..." The manager sounded a bit fearful.

Fearful of something going wrong.

But Zelda wasn't about to let Jasmine off the hook. "I have all these videos saved. I could post them online for everyone to see, how about that?"

Jasmine shook her head in terror. "Please don't..."

"If you don't want me to post them, you can kneel down and beg me for mercy, just like you did five years ago." Zelda demanded that Jasmine kneel before her, just like in the video from the alley where they forced Jasmine to kneel.

Back then, if Jasmine didn't kneel, they said they would harm the child in her belly.

In the end, Jasmine knelt down, humbling herself in the dirt.

"Please..." Jasmine begged Zelda not to post the videos.

It took five years to erase the scandal of the fake heiress and the reports that had once ruined her. If Zelda were to release them again, it would spark public ridicule once more. She didn't care about herself anymore, but she had to protect Justin.

Jasmine knew better than anyone how terrifying online trolls could be.

When the scandal of the fake heiress broke out, the address of the old house where Richard and she lived was exposed.

Countless people gathered outside, hurling insults and garbage at them. Some engaged in disgusting acts, and someone even went as far as setting the house on fire in the middle of the night.

"Kneel." Zelda looked down at Jasmine, enforcing her superiority over her.

Jasmine's fingers were numb, but she gripped her dress tightly as she slowly knelt to the ground.

But Zelda seemed unwilling to let her off the hook.

Smirking, she hit 'send.' "Oops, my hand slipped; I've posted it on Twitter."

People in the club took out their phones to search for Zelda's Twitter.

truth, everyone was curious about

lighting of the video was poor, and the alley was

brought six or seven guys

horribly disrespectful, mocking and shaming Jasmine with every word.

to undress Jasmine, hit

was unbearable

ground, trembling all over as she listened to the sounds coming from the phones

had forgotten

prison, she had undergone numerous MECT

why had the memories worth celebrating become vague, while the painful memories

seemed to be punishing

stealing someone

you mess with him, you think I would spare you?" Zelda squatted in front of Jasmine, raising her

your little bastard starts kindergarten. I've already had this video sent to every parent of his classmates, so they can see what kind of filthy, despicable mother the little bastard

numbly looked up at Zelda. Her fingernails were digging into her palms and blood was drying at the corners of her

grabbed Zelda's collar. Her voice was trembling as

had endured, unwilling to let go of her dignity because she knew

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She was seeking redemption.

that didn't mean she could continue to

moment, surprisingly frightened by Jasmine's eyes. Her gaze was

you deserve a spot at Presidio Knolls School? How did you manage to secure that spot?

Jasmine's body trembled violently.

was the

Francisco's finest

rushed over from the crowd, anxiously embracing Jasmine. "What's going

Zelda, Emily could

Jasmine's biggest problem was not Melissa,

Zelda went crazy,

trembling on the floor as she felt a darkness

her up.

tears as she handed her phone to

Anger flashed in her eyes as she looked at

and power gives you

her friend?"

she would

am her