"Hmm hmm." The woman nodded her head as she walked, her face showing an enchanting smile.
"No need to trouble the servants, I can carry it myself. Stacy is with , she’s also helping carry so. I spent a lot of money tonight, hoping you can earn lots to support !" The woman laughed happily, speaking entirely in Chinese.
As she passed by Jasmine Yale, she noticed all Jasmine’s handbags had fallen to the ground and gave Jasmine a glance.
"Your things have dropped." She touched Jasmine’s elbow.
Jasmine snapped back to reality and looked down.
She crouched and picked up everything.
Their eyes t, and Jasmine paused briefly; the woman on the phone was none other than the mixed-race beauty who had liked the sa dress as her earlier that night.
Jasmine lifted the bags.
The woman coyly continued her call, "No no, I wasn’t talking to you just now, I was speaking to a pretty girl. Her stuff fell, and I reminded her to pick it up."
"Oh dear, it’s not like I’m ddling. Alright, let’s stop talking, I’m almost at the hotel. I’m walking there, keeping a low profile!"
The woman hung up the phone, and Jasmine softly said "Thank you" to her.
"Quite a coincidence, didn’t expect to run into you again." Erin Janus put away her phone and smiled at Jasmine. Her arms were filled with bags, and her best friend was right by her side.
"It is quite a coincidence, it’s getting late, I should head ho." Jasmine simply greeted her.
"Alright." Erin and her friend quickly departed from the fountain, the sound of their high heels fading away.
Jasmine bowed her head, checking the handbags, finding them intact.
She picked up her things and left the mall, walking along the streetlights towards the subway entrance.
Despite the crowds on the street, Jasmine’s heart felt as if there was a hollow, missing piece.
Though she had felt good all day, at this mont, seeing the man who slightly resembled Sylvan Cheney, her mind drifted again.
Sylvan was the knot in her heart, a knot that she didn’t know when she could untie.
She walked slowly, very slowly.
Her thoughts would flow out unnoticed, spreading across her heart and through her limbs.
Her lonely figure stretched under the streetlights, isolated and solitary.
The streetlights’ halo blurred into a faint, dusky yellow, with seductive allure in the unclear glow.
...
Early July.
Jasmine Yale began the long interview process.
The final exams went as expected; she took first place in the departnt. Yet, various rumors flooded everywhere, questioning how she could top the exams after missing so many classes.
There was even a report accusing the departnt of leaking exam questions to her in advance.
Naturally, so demanded a thorough investigation into this alleged leak.
None of this affected Jasmine; she had not attended classes, but it did not an she stopped studying.
Since the beginning of the year, she had diligently kept reading, and, coupled with her promise to Sylvan Cheney to rank first, she certainly wouldn’t betray his expectations.
And now, she finally achieved first place, yet he broke his word.
He constantly broke promises with her.
She has lost count of the number of tis he has done so.
Sotis Jasmine thinks he’s just a jerk, an irresponsible person, but... she cannot bring herself to truly resent him.
Jasmine’s resu was quite impressive, her academic achievents during her studies in Cakago were excellent, and although she didn’t have much work experience, most companies still offered her interview opportunities.
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