Fated love: the unwanted bride

Jasmine Yale gave a cold humph, true to form, she was all brawn, no brains.

Just hearing this rumor made it obviously false.

Mr. Cheney went abroad because he couldn’t let go of his delicate wife; he went to get married and have children.

Guns and bullets, indeed!

The story they spun was remarkably legendary and realistic.

“Can we even meet people like him, Kamila?” asked Nancy Emmett with doubt etched across her face.

Kamila Zahir nonchalantly replied, “What’s so difficult if we put our minds to it?”

“Kamila, did Mr. Cheney get married?”

“Apparently he did, but you know, Mom, these kinds of big shots, there usually aren’t any scandals about them, nor would anyone dare to sneak a photo.”

“So, whether he’s married or not is still a question?”

“Yeah, a while ago someone captured a photo of Mr. Cheney and his wife, but then some people argued how could he have gotten married so quietly?”

“Indeed, when these rich people get married, surely they’d declare it to the world.”

“Exactly, Mom, that’s why nobody knows whether Mr. Cheney is married or not.”

“Kamila, listening to your analysis, I’m beginning to wonder… could Mr. Cheney be your destined husband?”

Kamila Zahir covered her blushing face, “Mom, don’t be absurd, I’m nowhere near worthy of Mr. Cheney.”

“Oh dear, my daughter is so beautiful; how could she not be worthy?”

Jasmine Yale was fighting back the urge to vomit…

If Sylvan Cheney knew that people were talking about him like this, would he vomit blood?

This thought did seem to improve her mood, though.

“Kamila, at today’s party, I heard that many wealthy businessmen and elites will be attending. Do you think Mr. Cheney will be there too?”

Nancy Emmett craned her neck and started to look around.

“I don’t know, even if he’s here, he wouldn’t come to the main hall, right?” Kamila queried. “And, even if he does come, I wouldn’t have a chance to meet him, right?”

“Why not, let me teach you a trick. If Mr. Cheney really shows up, you just need to accidentally bump into him and fall into his arms, looking all lovely and vulnerable. Can you do that?”

“Huh?”

“Men can’t resist a delicate woman, especially the cold and masculine ones.”

“Mom, will that even work?”

“If you weren’t beautiful then certainly not. But you’re so beautiful, if you act all weak and coquettish, no man could resist.”

A light bulb seemed to go off for Kamila Zahir, her face registering a sudden understanding.

Jasmine Yale snickered coldly.

This mother-daughter pair really is devoid of brains!

A man like Sylvan Cheney, who always carries a gun, is certainly not someone they can manipulate!

Probably before they even get close to him, he’d pull out his gun!

However, thinking about guns reminded her inexplicably of Sylvan Cheney’s dirty jokes.

Damn it!

Now she’s got a mental scar.

Gradually, the mother and daughter’s moods improved, and they started laughing.

“Mom, this woman sitting next to you, she’s been sitting here for quite a while now.” Kamila Zahir pointed at Jasmine Yale.

Only then did Nancy Emmett turn to take a look. She sneered with disdain.

“Just some server who snuck in.”

“I guess so, her dress is so cheap, even our dog wouldn’t wear it.” Kamila chimed in.

“Exactly, a sea of Chanel and Gucci all around… how could she get in dressed like that?”

“Look at her, she doesn’t even have a branded bag.”

“That’s exactly why I said she’s just a server who snuck in. Don’t bother looking at her.”

Nancy Emmett’s disdain grew even deeper, she even rolled her eyes.

Jasmine Yale heard everything. True enough, a leopard never changes its spots.

This cruel woman is still as cruel as ever!

She reeks of sour grapes!

She simply couldn’t comprehend how her father could have been so blind as to marry a woman like this!