She knew Sylvan Cheney was up to no good; she detests exercising.
As a child, she was often scolded by him for not liking exercise, and at first, she was quite scared and would run with him.
But later on, she got lazy, and whenever he scolded her, she would cry.
Once she cried, he was at a loss.
At this moment, Jasmine Yale still felt a bit unsettled, or even rather absent-minded.
"So Miss Yale, I'm going out to buy groceries, are you coming with me?"
"No, I'll stay home and watch a movie."
"Alright, Mr. Cheney said you can call him anytime you miss him, anytime is fine."
Jasmine Yale's face flushed, what does he mean by missing him.
They had only been apart for a few hours, what was there to miss.
Jasmine Yale couldn't quite remember how long it had been since she last left the Cheney Residence; although life there was dull and monotonous, as long as he was by her side, it was good.
After Butler Santana left, Jasmine Yale made a call to Lilac Serval.
