"Yes, that's right. After I dropped off the president downstairs, he went up with the cake, and it seemed like he had a gift prepared too. Miss Yale, do you prefer celebrating your birthday with many people?" Elder Axel expressed his confusion about Jasmine Yale's question.
He only knew that Jasmine Yale didn't show up that night, and the president waited for her all night long.
By around ten o'clock at night, the president, having drunk too much, came downstairs with bloodshot eyes and unsteady breath, and Axel almost thought something had happened.
But at that time, the president said nothing, just instructed him to drive to where Jasmine Yale lived.
He did as told.
Counting the time, the president waited for Jasmine Yale in the neighborhood for almost an hour.
"No..." Jasmine Yale was in a daze, her hand moved awkwardly, feeling uneasy and awkward, "Wasn't that night a celebration for him and his colleagues winning the casino partnership?"
