Wed to the Billionaire Brother of My Spouse by Doris

Chapter 210 Jasmine Aims to Prevent the Brown Family from Recovering

In Ethan's sprawling abode, Jasmine sat at the dining table, gripping her phone tightly. Richard had already called her, telling her to stay out of it and let May learn her lesson. If no one bailed her out, she'd be locked up for twenty-four hours for disturbing public order.

Today, she would have time to reflect inside.

Soon after, the police station called again.

"Is May your mother?" the officer's voice cut through the tension, probing for clarity amidst the turmoil.

Jasmine's response was swift, a mix of defiance and resignation. "Sorry, I don't have a mother. Does she have proof otherwise?"

The officer, taken aback by Jasmine's retort, hesitated momentarily, the complexity of their familial dynamics evident. "Let her reflect at the station for a day. When it's time, you can come and pay a $500 fine," he concluded before abruptly ending the call. Jasmine heaved a sigh of relief, thinking of calling Ethan, wondering how he was doing at Stellar Enterprises...

"Jasmine, Ethan's place is so big!" Emily came out of the bathroom, her eyes wide with envy. "Which woman will have the honor of being the mistress of this house?"

Jasmine's response was measured, her silence speaking volumes amidst Emily's musings.

Undeterred, Emily continued, her tone pragmatic yet tinged with a hint of longing. "You need ambition, Jasmine. Win Ethan over, make him love you fiercely. All of this could be yours."

Jasmine's hands clenched involuntarily at Emily's words, the weight of her aspirations bearing down on her shoulders.

"It's a shame we don't have wealthy backgrounds. These rich guys would never choose to marry women like us," Emily said, sitting in front of Jasmine, gazing at her. "We need to stay rational, protect ourselves from getting hurt, and avoid falling too deeply."

Jasmine nodded in agreement, a silent acknowledgment of the precarious path ahead. "By the way, do you know about Veronica? She got out of prison a couple of days ago. Being from San Francisco originally, we got in touch and planned to hang out sometime," Emily changed the subject.

Jasmine looked up at Emily. "Veronica got out?"

"Yeah, apparently her husband had a change of heart," Emily cursed. "Men are no good. Veronica was foolish, taking the fall for her husband. She got locked up for four and a half years for cooking the books and tax evasion, taking all the blame for herself."

Veronica had been the legal representative for her husband's company. When things went south, her husband threw her and the accountant under the bus to take the fall.

tell Yanmei, but I work at the IF luxury store, remember? The other day, I saw her husband with a young, seductive woman buying a purse the most expensive one, over a million for a

Emily was visibly upset.

was shocked. "Does Veronica know

Emily shook her

a lot while she was in prison and had helped her through

should tell her," Jasmine asserted, a flicker of determination igniting within

is it really okay to just tell her outright? She tends to be a bit naive when it comes to

must have been shopping

there, a diamond member," Emily replied, a tinge of frustration in her voice. "Do you know what it takes to be a diamond member? It means dropping at least

her man along and he'd foot the bill. We could set it up for

cunning plan." Emily agreed

Jasmine absentmindedly scrolled through her

enjoyment. The next

how small this world can be," Emily remarked, slapping

her

even went as far as claiming

muttered, a hand rising

interconnected

on the Browns' toes, maybe

concerned

shook her head resolutely. "This time, it's

in her

up."

remain idle, waiting for

would undoubtedly enrage

the Brown's reputation beforehand, would Howard reconsider the

a Brown family relative was the home-wrecking

marriage, he'd be as justified as