Jasmine swallowed heavily.
"Her name is… Mari… Marie." She finally managed.
Otto just stared at her, which further made her nervous.
She was terrified of this man.
He looked like he was ready to throw a tantrum any minute.
"Marie?" He rose a brow. "A witch?"
Jasmine nodded in delight as his eyes lit with a faint of recognition.
"Yes her." Jasmine said breathing a sigh of relief.
"The same one who had a sister who was a different variant of a witch?" He asked.
Jasmine nodded. "Yes Eleanor. The exact same one. She is the one."
"Well that's a bit too bad for you." He said.
Jasmine frowned.
"You know why?" He requested with a mean grin on his face.
Jasmine shook her head.
She was now very much confused.
"Because the stupid bitch stole from ME! And she owes me a goddamn amount of money!" He explodes.
Jasmine was taken aback so much she flinched.
