Yasmin was the daughter of a wealthy man who'd fallen from grace. She had a gorgeous face but no way to protect herself. Someone like her was the ultimate prey for the old lechers of the upper echelons of society.Besides, Stuart had offended many people in the past. Countless men wanted to have their way with Yasmin as a way of getting revenge.Yasmin said coldly, "I don't need you to tell me what to do."The mere thought of him impregnating Giselle disgusted her. She didn't want to say another word to him, so she turned to leave. As soon as she turned a corner, someone splashed coffee all over her."How dare you try to seduce Ivan, you bitch! Who the fuck do you think you are?" It was Roxy. She had a bunch of models behind her. They all glared at Yasmin.Yasmin was about to say something when Roxy grabbed her by the hair. She screeched, "You're just a slutty bitch who tricked my cousin into marrying you, Yasmin. Now that Giselle's back and Blake doesn't want you anymore, are you

Yasmin was running low on cash right now. It was all she needed to settle the problem. Everyone was taken aback as they turned to stare at her. She smiled. "What? Don't tell me the daughter of an affluent family isn't even willing to compensate me for my medical bill."Roxy couldn't stand being provoked. She held her head high and said, "Who said anything about not wanting to pay you? Name your price.""50 thousand dollars." Yasmin was afraid she would go back on her word and quickly flashed her QR code.Roxy pulled out her phone and scanned it. "There, I've transferred it to you. Check your balance. Don't go around saying I haven't paid you.""It's in." Yasmin was in a much better mood when she saw the additional 50 thousand dollars in her account. Earning such a huge sum in exchange for two slaps was pretty worth it.The atmosphere turned odd. Blake watched as Yasmin took the money, his expression frosty as could be.She didn't linger, turning to leave after getting the money.

Yasmin felt ill at ease and wanted to get out of this amorous situation. But with the paparazzi chasing them, she didn't dare to move. She was afraid that they would catch something and blow things out of proportion, affecting the company's share price."Don't be scared." Blake seemed to sense her trembling and wrapped his hand around hers.Yasmin was taken aback when he interlaced his fingers with hers and pulled her even tighter against him. She was even more flustered when she sensed his arousal. "Mr. B …"Blake said in a low voice, "Stop talking."Her voice was so gentle and tender. He couldn't take it."But …" She felt so uneasy. Their bodies were pressed flush against each other, and she could feel him pressing his arousal against her through the material of their clothes. Her face burned.The car would occasionally jolt as it went over potholes and speed bumps, worsening the scenario. It was as if it were spicing things up for them.Yasmin was so flustered that she hitche

When Blake returned to Oak Garden, it was already nighttime. Mary walked out and said, "Mr. Ford, Mr. Arthur's secretary called to ask you and Mrs. Ford to drop by on Saturday night.""Alright," Blake said. "Has Yasmin had dinner?"Mary looked confused. "Mrs. Ford hasn't returned since leaving the house in the evening."Blake was taken aback. He hurried upstairs and saw that her desk was empty. A portion of her clothes had been taken away.Blake's expression turned icy. His handsome features looked especially menacing.…Yasmin had dinner with Eunice at the studio. Eunice bought some beer. As they drank, they talked about the collaboration with NAS Group.Eunice was surprised. "Are you serious? NAS Group is at the top of the luxury brands industry. Do they really want to work with us?""I just can't help thinking that everything's going too smoothly." Yasmin didn't know why she felt this way, but she wasn't really ready to take the risk.Eunice felt the same. "Maybe we should look out

Yasmin was drunk, so she felt like she was dreaming. She wrapped her arms around Blake's neck. "You're back, Mr. B.""Sucking up to me won't work." Blake thought she was trying to butter him up. His expression was cold as he reached up to pry her hands away."Mr. B, don't get together with anyone else." She leaned against him and held his face, bringing their faces close together. "I'm better than them, aren't I?"She looked into his eyes. The corners of her eyes were red from her drunkenness. She caressed his face. "I'm obedient, aren't I? Isn't that good enough?"Blake's eyes darkened. "You're the one who's been demanding a divorce, remember?"She pouted. "I feel horrible."Blake couldn't bring himself to push her away now. He held her in his arms and asked her, "Where do you feel horrible?""My heart." Yasmin put a hand over her chest. She mumbled, "I told myself that my family's in the wrong because Dad tricked you, so I can't blame you for how you've treated me. You're inno