Fated love: the unwanted bride

“Mom, being a server does come with its perks, maybe she knows something!”

Kamila Zahir immediately gestured to Nancy Emmett.

Nancy Emmett listened, to her it seemed reasonable enough.

“Ahem.” Nancy Emmett shifted her gaze and lightly cleared her throat, “What do you do, miss?”

Jasmine Yale smirked. It seemed they had not recognized her.

Well, it had been fifteen years.

Everyone had changed.

“Me? I’m a mistress.”

Jasmine Yale took off her headphones, her smile captivating and sexy.

As expected, Nancy Emmett’s facial expression changed.

However, it was just for a moment, her smile quickly returning.

“You do have a strange sense of humor, miss.” Nancy Emmett laughed, she had never met such a poor mistress before.

“I’m Nancy Emmett, everyone calls me Aunt Gari. When I was young, I was the leading actress in a drama troupe, and later starred in many TV dramas.”

Jasmine Yale scoffed.

Many TV dramas? A star?

“And what dramas would those be? Please, do tell me. I might not have heard of them.”

Jasmine Yale was not afraid to be direct.

“Uh…”

Nancy Emmett hadn’t expected Jasmine Yale to ask directly.

In this circle, little white lies were often boasted about, but nobody ever called them out.

This woman, however, seemed to not know her manners.

“Can’t remember your own roles?” Jasmine Yale asked provocatively.

Kamila Zahir became defensive: “One wouldn’t remember if they played too many roles, just like how you wouldn’t remember every minor position you held growing up!”

“I’ve never held any official roles, I’ve only been a mistress.” Jasmine Yale chuckled, “Especially when the man has a wife and children, those are my favorite.”

Kamila Zahir’s eyes widened, certainly not expecting this audacious and open confession!

There were many mistresses in their circle, but who would dare to admit it publicly!

This woman! She’s not simple!

Nancy Emmett’s face fell.

She thought this woman was aware of her dark past!

“Aunt Gari, people say that people like me should go to hell, but I feel like I’m living quite well. I have money to spend, a car to drive, right?”

Kamila Zahir’s face changed, was this woman mocking her mother?

“I think, if I’m to go to hell, so be it. In this life, never lifting a finger, simply by sleeping with men I can have it all, it’s wonderful. Those people, they are just jealous of me.”

Jasmine Yale laughed, revealing a row of white teeth.

When she smiled, she seemed harmless.

Even innocent.

“Heh, you really have big ambitions, little sister.” Kamila Zahir mocked, with a smirk on her lips.

Nancy Emmett couldn’t stand it any longer, she abruptly stood up.

“Kamila, let’s go. We don’t need to chat with a lunatic.”

Jasmine Yale’s right hand tightly grasped her wine glass, her knuckles pronounced!

A ball of fire had been brewing in her chest for fifteen years.

She thought she’d never have any connection with these two again in her lifetime, but, heh, what a surprise.

They would meet in Landon.

No matter, she was alone, with nothing to lose.

She wouldn’t fear them.

The Jasmine Yale of fifteen years later was certainly not the timid little girl who allowed them to bully her at will.

Jasmine Yale’s eyes were blazing, tightly biting her lower lip.

It seemed that with a little more force, the wine glass in her hand could be crushed into pieces!

Her face was terrifyingly grim.

Noise buzzed around her, but she heard nothing.

In front of her, only the figures of the two women flickered!

She tipped her head back, draining the red wine in her glass.

The wine slid down her throat, burning hot.

Tears welled up in her eyes as the liquor burned, her heart felt blocked..