Butler Santana chatted with Jasmine Yale for a while.
After dinner.
Butler Santana went to help someone watch their store, and Jasmine Yale went for a walk alone in the nearby park.
She didn't take the initiative to call Sylvan Cheney, and he didn't call her either, as if they didn't know each other at all.
Today there's no wind, and the sunlight is quite comfortable.
Jasmine Yale wrapped herself in a scarf, her hands inserted in her coat pockets, wandering aimlessly.
She looked at the road ahead, her eyes calm and serene.
The winter park was rather desolate, not much to see, and few people, only a few old men jogging and exercising.
Jasmine Yale walked to the artificial lake in the park.
The lake water shimmered in the sunlight, like a layer of silver sheets, glowing brightly, occasionally fish jumped onto the surface with a "splash" sound.
Looking at the calm lake water, Jasmine Yale called Kade Yuvan.
"Jasmine?"
"Assistant Yuvan, are you busy?"
