"Even if you’re not pregnant, no one would be interested in you," Stacy said coldly. "You seductress, maybe you don’t even know whose child you’re carrying!"
Jasmine Yale chuckled lightly, "It’s my beloved’s, so what? Are you going to dig into the details?"
"I’m curious, do you have more lovers in your heart or in your bed?" Stacy took a drag of her cigarette and smiled charmingly.
"Is this considered personal attack on a company employee, or is that just your nature?" Jasmine laughed, "If there’s nothing else to discuss, I’ll leave now. The smoke is too strong, it’s not good for my baby. Also, tell CEO Janus that even I, a pregnant woman, am a suspect; she seems to distrust CEO Cheney quite a lot."
"So arrogant," Stacy frowned, looking at Jasmine Yale.
Jasmine didn’t say much more; there wasn’t much left to say.
Being suspected wasn’t sothing new for her.
"There are enough people chasing CEO Cheney in Cakago to form a circle around it, and soone like you, with your illegitimate child, doesn’t even qualify to stand in line," Stacy said arrogantly. "Go back and do a DNA test on all your n; you might find the father of your bastard."
Stacy really couldn’t stand won like her, flaunting a big belly while still trying to seduce n.
She actually had the gall to ask CEO Cheney where to find the most beautiful fireflies in Cakago.
Only couples would do such romantic things, and Jasmine’s intention was clear!
Stacy especially felt indignant on behalf of her best friend, such a wonderful person shouldn’t have to endure so much pressure.
"No one can insult my baby. If you do again, don’t bla for being rude," Jasmine’s expression suddenly turned cold, and her body temperature dropped as she stepped forward, staring icily at Stacy.
"Rude? Hahaha..." Stacy laughed heartily, "Are you going to hit ? Or expose ? Co on, let’s see if you can walk out that door. Listen, the child you’re carrying is a bastard, probably with more than one father! Haha."
Jasmine raised her hand and swung a slap at her.
However, being pregnant made her movents awkward, and before the slap landed on Stacy’s face, Stacy had already dodged away.
Stacy’s expression instantly changed, becoming unpleasant.
She raised her hand and twisted Jasmine’s arm, "You thought you could get away with hitting just because I was being nice and showing so leniency?"
Jasmine’s arm hurt badly from Stacy’s grip, leaving long nail marks, blood red.
"Enough, stop this," suddenly, the door to the cubicle opened, and Erin Janus ca out looking unaffected.
She was just the sa as before, her blue eyes appeared very clear.
"Let her go," Erin said calmly.
"Erin, can you tolerate this? I for one can’t, how can there be such a shaless woman, look at the texts she sends to CEO Cheney. This kind of woman doesn’t know the limits, if she’s not taught a lesson, who knows what she’ll do next. n, after all, can’t change their nature, when faced with a woman throwing herself at him, they think ’why not take it’. Plus, I heard pregnant won are quite a unique experience..."
"Evan isn’t like that, don’t speak nonsense."
Stacy was straightforward, "Erin, don’t be fooled by him, you haven’t known each other that long..."
"It’s ti to get off work," Erin said, displeased, interrupting Stacy.
Stacy released her hand, giving Jasmine a cold glance.
Jasmine didn’t want to argue with them any longer and headed towards the door.
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