"Erik likes Giselle, so you can't win him over," Blake said with a dark expression. "Ivan won't marry you either, so stop dreaming.""Who knows? With my looks, maybe I have a chance?" Yasmin tilted her head as she suddenly burst into laughter."Why are you laughing?""I'm laughing at how naïve you are. How naïve can the president of the Windmere Group be?"If I work with Ivan, what do I have to lose? At most, he'll try to take advantage of me. If that happens, I'll just play the role of an innocent bunny. If it goes smoothly, I'll be an international designer in no time."By then, I'd have become a celebrity. At the very least, I could get a lot of attention and money. I have nothing to lose. ""Are you crazy?" Blake calmed himself down. He couldn't understand her at all. "I told you to give it two years. I'll make sure you become an international designer.""I don't want to wait two years," Yasmin interrupted. "I want it now. If you can't do it when someone else can, why should

Pushing open the door, Yasmin noticed Blake sitting quietly on the couch. His tall figure was draped in a robe."What are you here for?" Yasmin was so beautifully dressed that Blake thought she was there to reconcile with him.Yasmin's eyes landed on the cast on his leg. "Didn't we agree to divorce today?"Blake's expression fell. "Well, you're certainly excited."Yasmin was silent as she waited patiently.Blake chuckled self-deprecatingly and called out, "Malcolm."Mr. Ford, looking for me?" Malcolm entered the room.Blake turned his head. "Go to the closet and get me some clothes.""Uh, Mr. Ford, isn't it usually Mrs. Ford who helps you with that?" Malcolm, unaware of what had happened between the two, scratched his head."Shall I get them for you?"Yasmin thought she would help him one last time, but Blake refused. "No need for that. Malcolm, go ahead."Malcolm reluctantly got Blake his clothes.They were left alone in the bedroom. Blake looked at her, but she remained s

Yasmin and Blake were silent. They were stunning when standing together, but the atmosphere was awkward.After waiting in line for a while, it was their turn.They walked up and took their seats.The staff handling the divorce proceedings asked, "Are you both here to file for divorce?""Yes," Yasmin replied, presenting their documents.The staff looked at them and remarked, "You two make such a good-looking couple. Why would you want a divorce?"They were certainly the most attractive couple seeking a divorce in city hall.Moreover, Blake's face was familiar to the staff, as if they had seen him somewhere before."We're not compatible," Yasmin answered casually."Do you have the divorce agreement?""Yes." Yasmin took out the agreement, signed it, and slid it before Blake. "Sign here."Blake looked at it. The divorce agreement had been revised, and Yasmin hadn't asked for anything. She even gave up the mansion in Newphoria Bay."You don't want anything?" Blake asked.Yasmin

Erik had made a move that was a double-edged sword.At first, he could use it to threaten her, but after everything had unfolded, Erik had turned into a traitor to Blake. If he could use it to intimidate her, she could do the same to him."All I did was help Blake get rid of you, you cunning woman." Erik glared at her.Yasmin retorted, "Only you know if you did it for him or yourself. You clearly wanted to help Giselle steal Blake away from me, but you hid it under the guise of helping him. Did you ask him if he needed your help? Did he ever agree to any of this?"Erik was speechless. "Aren't you afraid I'll tell Blake about the agreement with Aunt Anna?""Go ahead. At worst, the truth will come to light. None of us will have it easy," Yasmin snorted. Noticing his silence, she slowly removed his hand from her shoulder. "You tricked me once, and I returned the favor with a slap. That's fair."With that, she hailed a cab and left the city hall. ...Upon arriving at NAS Group, Ya

Yasmin shook her head. "Not yet."They started ordering food.Yasmin texted Ivan on her cell phone. "I let my staff place their orders first.""Alright, go ahead. I just finished an interview and am on my way." Yasmin put down her phone and told the others, "Mr. Burke said he's on his way. Let's start eating."As she finished speaking, the waiter entered with the food. She even brought a bottle of fine foreign liquor.Yasmin looked at it. "I didn't order this bottle of wine.""It is a gift from a lady. She asked me to wish you a happy divorce!" The waiter had delivered the message, unaware of her situation.Yasmin's expression turned cold. She picked up the bottle and asked, "And who might this lady be?""She didn't tell me her name.""Was she pale and wearing a white dress?""Yes, that's her." The waiter nodded.It had to be Giselle. She sent the bottle of wine to irritate her.Yasmin stood up. "What room is she in?"The waiter replied, "She's from room 106."When Yasm