For a long time, she waited for his answer in vain.
Jasmine Yale knew in her heart, she actually knew it long ago.
She sneered coldly: "CEO Cheney, I'm not a toy, to be called and dismissed at will. Please respect me in your heart, and I will thank you."
"You still don't listen to what I say, do you?" Sylvan Cheney's tone remained unchanged.
If there were light now, Jasmine Yale would surely see his somber expression, just like she had countless times before.
"Why don't you marry me? Marry me and I'll listen." Jasmine Yale mocked, her voice innocent yet imperious, but hiding deep helplessness.
"Give up on it."
"Ha..." Jasmine Yale closed her eyes, silently listening to the heartbeat in her chest.
Give up... She had long given up, hadn't she?
Jasmine Yale said nothing more, even her breathing was extraordinarily calm.
For a while, in the silent suite, only Sylvan Cheney's heavy breathing could be heard, Jasmine Yale seemed like she didn't exist.
