Fated love: the unwanted bride

Those days, more and more roses piled up in Jasmine Yale’s office.

They came in all sorts of colors, releasing a rich aroma.

Jasmine was reluctant to throw them away, so she took many of the roses home.

“Jasmine, where did you get so many roses? Are you secretly dating someone without telling me?”

Peyenne Jones curiously eyed the roses.

Jasmine shook her head: “No, remember I told you about a little boy I met? He’s the one who gave them to me.”

“A little boy? Isn’t he just three years old?”

“Yes, but he’s very smart, incredibly so, and also handsome. You should see his long eyelashes, they’re prettier than a girl’s.”

“Jasmine Yale, so you have a taste for younger men.” Peytonne Jones smirked playfully.

“Stop talking nonsense.” Jasmine grunted, “I intend to treat him like my son.”

“Why don’t you have your own?”

“With whom should I, a single woman, have a baby? With you?”

“Hahaha, I don’t possess that ability.”, joked Peyenne, with a devilish grin on his face, “Jasmine, how are things going with Senior Colin?”

“I turned him down.”

“Hmm? Senior Colin is a pretty good guy, with a promising career. Don’t you find him attractive?”

“Not really, I just don’t like him.” Jasmine said honestly.

“So, what kind of man do you like?”

“Peytonne, tonight I’m going to a news gathering on the Prosperous Era Cruise Liner. Wait for me to come back with a wealthy bachelor.”

“So, you like rich guys?”

“Yes, rich guys.” Jasmine smiled, her eyes lit with amusement.

“Jasmine, always joking around with me. I would believe others if they said they loved money, but you…I don’t believe that.”

Peyenne eyed Jasmine, then tossed her another piece of tangerine that he jerked from his hand.

Jasmine’s response was to take a bite of the tangerine and stayed silent.

Is that so? Doesn’t she love money?

But in Sylvan Cheney’s mind, she’s only after his fortune, in love with his money.

Jasmine and Peytonne ate tangerines together, with her keeping silent, while Peytonne mercilessly rambled on and on.

“Jasmine, you have to dress up nice for tonight. You know, so many people are dying for such opportunities. Dress nicely, and you might catch someone’s attention.”

“You’re right, maybe someone is blind.”

“This rose you have is lovely; I’ll grab a few for my bedroom.”

“Go ahead, I’ll send you a big bunch next time.” Jasmine replied with a laugh.

“No, no, no. I am waiting for a man to give me flowers. Don’t you dare give me any, don’t you dare…”

Peyenne took the roses and retreated to his bedroom, leaving Jasmine belly laughingly rolling on the floor.

She has never gotten roses from a man either, but she doesn’t have any expectations.

Jasmine went back to her room to pick out an outfit.

The cruise liner party was scheduled to start at 18:18 p.m.

Jasmine applied light makeup, holding onto the exclusive invitation card from Respected Majesty.

The Prosperous Era Cruise Liner, one of the most luxurious cruise liners in the country, was docked at Landon harbour and had a total of ten floors.

This place had it all; swimming pool, gym, skating rink, movie theater…

The lights were dazzling, booze flowing freely; the atmosphere was buzzing with excitement.

People, some seductive, some sweet and charming, some gentlemen parading around…

The party was held on the second floor and Jasmine joined many other reporters heading there.

As expected, she saw plenty of celebrities!

She had even interviewed a few of them before.

One of those happened to be Brianna Belle.

So, Lana Fern must also be here somewhere, though Jasmine couldn’t spot her.

Jasmine wore the high heels given to her by Little Chale.

As she wasn’t used to wearing them, she lifted her dress and walked slowly.

As she walked on the red carpet, someone stepped on the tail of her long dress!