In Lonton, time flew by like a fleeting horse, passing quickly.
In the blink of an eye, it was time for Jasmine Yale to leave.
When they parted, the rain had stopped. Jasmine Yale hadn't gone anywhere these last few days, spending most of her time in the villa.
She specifically chose a time when Chale Cheney was at school to pack her bags with Butler Santana.
Some materials and documents she hadn't finished with, she took back to Cakago.
She had a keychain custom-made for Sylvan Cheney, with a cute version of Little Cheney and Little Jasmine hanging from it.
The two heads were touching, looking very friendly!
She couldn't bear to part with this gift herself; if Sylvan Cheney insisted on breaking up, she'd keep it.
The afternoon sunlight was like a shattered jade, spilling over the rooftop, shining with a glossy sheen. The air after the rain was fresh, with bird song and flower fragrance everywhere, like a paradise, filled with beauty.
