"Whatever it is, I've had enough of you, you bastard!" Yasmin hung up.Blake was positively furious as he looked at the dark screen of his phone. After a moment, he received several messages in succession. They were all records of purchases—Yasmin had bought all sorts of furniture, and more messages were coming in.Blake thought about the contents of the divorce agreement, and his expression turned steely. He said to Malcolm, "Find out whether she went to Newphoria Bay today.""Yes, sir." Malcolm got right on it. A moment later, he returned. "Mrs. Ford did indeed drop by the villa at Newphoria Bay, sir. She also hired a few cleaners to clean the place up."It looked like she was really intending to move in there.Blake's fingers tightened around the divorce agreement, crumpling it. Two years ago, Stuart's company had gotten into a tight spot. He'd had to sell everything he owned, including the villa at Newphoria Bay.Yasmin had begged Blake to buy the villa. He never expected it

Yasmin didn't expect Blake to be so shameless. She forced herself to continue, "Look, we are married for two years. Now that we're about to divorce, you won't even give me a house?"She'd served him for two years, hadn't she? Wasn't she getting anything out of this marriage?"Did I agree to a divorce?" Blake repeated."I already told you that I'm definitely going through with it," Yasmin said. She was being serious. How could she stand her husband already having a bastard?"Still throwing a tantrum, I see." Blake looked at her coldly. Then, he sneered. "Fine, then. If you're so insistent on getting a divorce, there's no point in me keeping the Newphoria Bay villa."Yasmin paled. "What do you mean by that? Are you going to sell my villa?""Is it yours or mine? Who paid 120 million dollars for it? Since you want a divorce, I might as well just sell the villa. I don't want it to bother me whenever I think of it."Yasmin suddenly felt exhausted. At her silence, Blake thought she'd backed d

"This is my home. I can be here whenever I want," Blake said sarcastically.Yasmin glared at him. She shoved him away at the thought of the current state of their relationship.Blake staggered backward from the force. He looked at her and asked coldly, "What was that for?""We're getting divorced soon," she said in a low voice.Blake sneered. "I seriously doubt that. You were all about moving out yesterday, yet you're back here today. Is that how someone who wants a divorce acts?"Yasmin couldn't be bothered to argue with him over this. The more she said, the more he'd want to quarrel with her. She zipped up her dress and walked out."Yasmin Starr!" Blake's eyes flashed as he strode after her and grabbed her arm. "Aren't you just throwing a fuss to catch my attention? What do you want? Does your uncle want money from me, or is he interested in another project?"Yasmin looked up at him. Her uncle constantly sucked up to him to the best of his abilities, so to Blake, everyone in t

Yasmin asked, "Do you and Mr. Burke know each other?""Of course. We used to be classmates back in Merania." Giselle smiled at Ivan. "Long time no see, Ivan. How have you been doing?""Pretty well." Ivan's smile was faint. It was hard to discern his thoughts from his eyes, which were hidden behind his glasses. "You guys continue chatting. I need to answer a call."He walked to one side and answered his phone.Giselle said with a smile, "Your career's advancing pretty well. You can work with NAS Group now!"Yasmin smiled politely. "It's all thanks to Mr. Burke."She didn't actually want to spend any time alone with Giselle. The latter asked so many questions that it got on Yasmin's nerves."Thanks to him? I think he likes you, you know. I'll let you in on a secret—Ivan's single. If you like him, you'd better get him while he's still on the market. You have an advantage, after all. Plenty of women are interested in him."This baffled Yasmin. Why was Giselle suddenly playing match

As Blake and Yasmin chatted, a model walked past them on the catwalk. Suddenly, the bag she held flew in Yasmin's direction."Watch out!" Ivan cried as he pulled Yasmin out of the way. The bag missed her.Yasmin was taken aback as she stared at the model. The latter put on an apologetic look and walked past them. Despite that, Yasmin still recognized her. She was Roxy Ford, Blake's cousin and the apple of her father's eye.Before this, Yasmin had heard about Roxy running off to become a model for the sake of the man she liked. Was that man Ivan?It was much too coincidental. Yasmin's lips twitched as she asked Ivan, "Does Roxy like you?"Ivan was surprised. "How do you know her name?"Yasmin was lost for words. She'd actually guessed correctly! It was no wonder Roxy had flung her bag at her. She was jealous! Roxy had always been obnoxious because of her upbringing. She didn't have the best temper."I've seen her a few times," Yasmin said. At the same time, she couldn't help glan