Chapter 270: Growing Up to Be a Hostess
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“I, Nancy Emmett, have lived for half of my life, and I have never been afraid of anyone. Dare to mess with my daughter, there’s only one ending!” Nancy asserted viciously.
Last time, seeing her daughter running out naked, she was heartbroken!
Kamila is her precious pearl, someone she has cherished and pampered. When was she ever treated this badly!
Whoever dares to bully her daughter has to pay back double!!!
“Nancy Emmett, so what if I’m hostile towards your daughter? So what if I made her run out naked? It was night time, what’s so disgraceful about it.” Jasmine Yale chuckled.
Kamila started to cry, pointing at Jasmine, tears rolling down.
“What ‘you’? I’m here, I didn’t run away, come, want to settle the score? If so, let’s have a good old tally.”
Jasmine laughed, she was naturally beautiful, and when she laughed, she was even more so.
Kamila tugged at Nancy’s clothes, “Mom, she, she’s too bullying, I didn’t offend her.”
Nancy’s eyebrows knitted, pointed at Jasmine and cursed, “Aren’t you just relying on a man? Appearing all splendid in the daylight, but don’t know how many times you’ve been fucked to tears at night! What, one sale doesn’t pay enough? Look at you, you’re dressed in rags, worse than a washroom cleaner at a hotel!”
Jasmine was long accustomed to Nancy’s vulgarity!
She had to endure quite a lot of humiliation from Nancy after her mother passed away.
She was still a child then, and many words cut deep.
Many words, one remembers them for a lifetime.
For example, when Nancy called her “a hostess in the making”.
Previously, she didn’t understand what ‘hostess’ meant, but after being scolded, she understood and cried for days.
Fifteen years had passed, and Nancy hadn’t changed a bit.
Such a fiery temper, it’s hard to imagine how her father was attracted to her!
Of course, her father wasn’t any good either, drowning in alcohol and becoming insane whenever he got drunk.
“Nancy Emmett, did I go too easy on you the last time?” Jasmine glanced at her coldly, “Hasn’t learned your lesson yet? Want a bullet in the head to satiate you?”
Kamila was still traumatized, her body shuddered.
Her facial expression changed instantly!
“Mom, let’s go, don’t provoke her anymore.”
Kamila was genuinely scared. Guns didn’t discriminate.
Moreover, with Mr. Cheney’s status, he could crush her in an instant.
“Kamila, what are you afraid of, she’s just a paper tiger, all bark and no bite! I heard that Mr. Cheney is a married man, he even has a three-year-old son. So she is nothing more than a mistress!”
A glint of shrewdness and brutality flashed in Nancy’s eyes.
“Mom, what if she goes and tattles on us to Mr. Cheney? She’s still serving him!”
Nancy said, “After today, she will cease to exist!”
She must take revenge for this injustice!
Her daughter’s loss will not be in vain!
Jasmine leaned against the wall, shifting a bit to the side.
This place was dangerous, very dangerous!
If she fell from this window, yes, exactly, she would cease to exist!
No, she couldn’t be done in by these two women, that would be too embarrassing.
“Nancy Emmett, if you and your daughter leave now, I won’t tattle on you. If you don’t, don’t blame me for being ruthless,” Jasmine threatened them first.
Nancy smirked, “With your behavior, you wouldn’t tell? Last time, you practically destroyed my daughter, and I should just watch silently? Am I even fit to be a mother then?”