Chapter 698: Chapter 698: Extremely Resemble Mr. Cheney
“I’m not sure if it counts.” Jasmine Yale stroked the ring on her ring finger.
“A man like Mr. Cheney, decisive and bold, either he doesn’t love, or he loves for a lifetime. Jasmine, I wish you the best.” Ann Nolan smiled.
Although she had only met Sylvan Cheney a few times, she could tell that he was a mature, steady, and responsible man.
Jasmine Yale felt bitter inside.
Either he doesn’t love, or he loves for a lifetime, is it?
“Ann, Professor Mackenzie called me a few days ago, he told me that he helped me get a study abroad opportunity at the University of Cakago.” Jasmine Yale changed the topic.
“That’s good news, the exchange opportunities at the University of Cakago are rare, Professor Mackenzie must have put in a lot of effort, keep it up.”
“Mmm.” Jasmine Yale nodded.
“Jasmine, if there’s anything you don’t understand, feel free to ask me, I’m happy to help.”
They chatted casually, after finishing their meals, both of them didn’t feel like sleeping and sat on the sofa watching TV.
Jasmine Yale found that she and Ann Nolan had many common topics to talk about.
Ann Nolan went with Jasmine Yale to the room to see Chale Cheney.
The little guy was just as adorable as she had imagined.
“Jasmine, Little Chale is very likable, he likes you a lot, doesn’t he?” Ann Nolan asked.
“He’s quite clingy to me; I like him too.”
“Does he have the same character as his father?”
“Not really.” Jasmine Yale laughed, “But when he gets cocky, he’s just like his father.”
“He looks just like Mr. Cheney.” Ann Nolan said, sounding quite envious.
“Yes, everyone says he looks like him.” Jasmine Yale touched her forehead, tilting her head.
He really looks like Sylvan Cheney, not like Lilac Serval.
Ann Nolan saw that Jasmine Yale genuinely liked the child, and she would surely treat him as her own in the future.
The wall clock pointed to “1”.
Just as they were busy conversing, suddenly–
Ann Nolan’s phone rang!
Ann Nolan picked up her phone, saw the name flashing on the screen, and pressed to disconnect.
The caller was relentless and continued to call.
Ann Nolan still pressed disconnect.
“Zaiden Santos?” Jasmine Yale asked.
Just as she was about to turn off the phone, a new text message popped up: “I’m outside of Mr. Cheney’s villa, either you come out, or I come in, you choose.”
Ann Nolan froze; her finger remained on the screen, not moving for a long time.
Her sight gradually blurred. Each word in the text message jumped into her eyes, extremely harsh.
This man’s tone, filled with his usual dominance and coldness.
This tone, she feared, was just for her.
“What’s wrong?” Jasmine Yale asked uneasily, noticing Ann Nolan’s change of complexion.
“He’s outside the villa.” Ann Nolan stood up, “Jasmine, sorry for the trouble, I’ll leave first.”
She didn’t want to bring the mood between her and Zaiden Santos to Mr. Cheney’s villa. If she made a scene, Zaiden Santos surely wouldn’t let her off easily.
She couldn’t let herself do that.
Ann Nolan quickly went to get her overcoat from the clothes rack.
“Ann, don’t go, I’ll go check.” Jasmine Yale wanted to stop her.
“Jasmine, it’s between him and me, I will solve it, he wouldn’t dare do anything to me.” Ann Nolan reassured with a faint smile.
“He will bully you!” Jasmine Yale frowned.
Zaiden Santos, that beast of a man, in a fit of temper, would surely torment Ann Nolan.
“Jasmine, don’t come out, take care of Little Chale, I’ll go take a look.” Ann Nolan stopped her, “Don’t wake up Little Chale and the others in the villa.”
“It’s okay, I’ll handle it.” Ann Nolan reassured her.
Having said that, she hastily left the villa.