Chapter 269: Miss, We Meet Again
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But children are innocent, she couldn’t bring herself to hate.
Plus, the little one has brought her immense joy, even though he is indeed Sylvan Cheney’s son.
Sylvan Cheney didn’t answer her question, his gaze resting on her delicate face.
Jasmine Yale put on light makeup, combed her hair, and prepared to leave.
Sylvan Cheney grabbed her wrist, suddenly leaned over and pecked her on the lips, doing so with practiced ease.
After the kiss, he laughed heartily.
“Orange flavored lipstick?”
Jasmine Yale was taken aback, clearly, she hadn’t expected Sylvan Cheney would do something .
Consequently, she angrily raised her hand to slap him!
However, Sylvan Cheney’s reflexes were exceptional.
Before her hand could land, he caught it.
“Sylvan Cheney, you seem to have quite some experience.”
Exactly, the lipstick she was wearing today had a sweet orange flavor.
Sylvan Cheney looked innocent, “I don’t have any problem with my sense of smell or taste.”
Jasmine Yale’s face was filled with anger, she pulled her wrist away and moved past him.
As Jasmine Yale walked downstairs, she wiped her lips.
Utterly ruining her lipstick.
Her face was grim, and she nearly stumbled as she walked.
Fortunately, this didn’t affect her afternoon interview.
World Championship Hotel.
It turned out to be Susan Rangoon, the daughter of Landon’s Director Rangoon’s birthday banquet.
It’s said that Director Rangoon is quite powerful, therefore, his daughter’s birthday banquet was also extremely grand, attracting many celebrities and rich second generation attendees.
Susan Rangoon was talkative and cheerful, a very cute girl with a soft smile.
She was wearing a beautiful sky-blue evening gown, her skin fair, her fingers long and slender, she was the most eye-catching little princess in the entire venue.
A limited number of journalists were invited, Jasmine Yale being one of them.
Such a report was easy for her, she was now quite adept at handling it.
Halfway through the banquet, she moved to the window to get some fresh air.
The hotel was right next to the bay, a beautiful view of shimmering waves could be seen from the window.
The banquet hall was bustling, and the window side was quiet.
She peacefully watched the scenery.
“What a coincidence, enemies always cross each other’s path. Miss, we meet again.”
A chilling voice came from behind!
Jasmine Yale spun around forcefully, leaning against the window!
She was also invited?
“And you are? Do we know each other?” Jasmine Yale smiled.
Nancy Emmett went all out with her makeup today, even her dress was strapless. She was clearly a mature woman but dressed so indecently!
Was she here to hook a rich man?
“Miss, don’t play dumb. We’ve met before, on the cruise ship,” Nancy Emmett flicked her hair and advanced towards her.
Jasmine Yale laughed.
It seemed she still didn’t recognize her as Jasmine Yale.
That made sense. Fifteen years ago, she was just a wiry little girl.
Kamila Zahir ran over hurriedly!
She clung to Nancy Emmett’s dress hem, eagerly spoke, “Mom, why did you invite her here? I just casually mentioned it, why did you actually invite her? She is Mr. Cheney’s woman, she has a gun…Mom, let’s leave quickly???? ”
“What’s there to fear? I won’t let her walk out of here,” Nancy Emmett lowered her voice.
Jasmine Yale was not deaf, with no one around, she heard everything loud and clear.
“Mom, let’s go!” Kamila Zahir was desperate, her little face flushed, “This woman is not to be trifled with!”
“Who are you calling names?” Jasmine Yale approached them, her face looking particularly grim.
With a ‘clang’, Jasmine Yale smashed her glass of red wine at their feet!
The red wine splashed all over the floor, bright red, bright red!