The next day in Landon, the rain had stopped.
As a result of the rain, the temperature was very low, leaving everywhere feeling damp.
Cheney Residence.
After Sylvan Cheney left, Jasmine Yale slowly got out of bed and went downstairs.
She picked out a sapphire blue sweater to wear and sat on the sofa with her breakfast.
There was no Sylvan at home, so she was very casual; no one would mind her.
She ate her breakfast while turning on the television to watch the morning news.
Munching on a sandwich and hugging a fluffy teddy bear, Jasmine was the picture of indolence.
"Miss Yale, your chocolate milk tea," Butler Santana said, bringing over a mug steaming with tea.
Jasmine laughed, "Don't tell him I'm drinking milk tea."
"Okay, I won't say anything," Butler Santana replied with a smile.
Jasmine took the milk tea.
If Sylvan was home, he would never allow her to drink such high-calorie, nutrition-less beverages.
