The company has nothing to do with her or Sylvan Cheney anymore.
She has only been there a handful of tis, even though she misses it.
Not only now, but there will be no entanglents in the future either; she and Sylvan Cheney might settle in Cakago.
"Mr. Owen, I understand."
"Miss Yale, don’t call Mr. Owen, just call Frederick or Little Fann." Frederick Owen was very polite on the other end.
"Alright..."
After hanging up the phone, Jasmine Yale felt slightly dazed.
The wind blew, bringing a bit of chill.
Jasmine Yale adjusted her coat, stood up, and slowly strolled in the park.
The leaves quietly spiraled down, disappearing with a gust of wind.
While walking, Jasmine Yale would casually buy groceries, saving Sylvan Cheney a lot of ti.
She really enjoyed this carefree and simple life, probably what she had always longed for. However, the rise and fall happen in a mont, especially since Sylvan Cheney inherently belongs to the jungle of tigers and wolves.
Tigers and wolves are not willing to linger in peaceful plains.
The B plan he is working on now is the greatest proof of his ambition, isn’t it?
He had also told her that he has ambition.
She couldn’t restrain him, nor would she do so.
A cat ran to Jasmine Yale’s feet.
"ow..."
Jasmine Yale paused her steps and smiled.
The kitten really liked her, lying on her shoe, chewing her shoelace without any fear.
The kitten was very small and skinny, with big eyes, looking holess.
Such a kitten reminded Jasmine Yale of her Sweet Kitty.
Her Sweet Kitty used to be so small, owing, fussing, keeping her company.
Sweet Kitty was her first friend when she ca to Cakago.
After Aunt Camden moved away from Cakago, she couldn’t take care of Sweet Kitty anymore, so she let Aunt Camden take Sweet Kitty with her.
At this mont, seeing this kitten, Jasmine Yale really missed Sweet Kitty.
Missed it a lot.
Unfortunately, now she could only look at cats and dogs, those little animals.
"ow..." The little one looked up and called to her again.
Jasmine Yale played with it for a while, smiling.
She hadn’t played enough, and the little guy ran off on its own.
If Sweet Kitty were here, it wouldn’t have run away, wishing it could cling to her all day long.
After returning ho, Jasmine Yale sat on the balcony working on a project, sotis texting Sylvan Cheney.
Jasmine Yale: "Will you be ho for lunch?"
Sylvan Cheney: "I’m afraid I can’t. You can co to the office; I’ll take you to the restaurant."
Jasmine Yale: "Okay, I’ll wait for you at the milk tea shop downstairs at the building. Co find when you’re done."
Sylvan Cheney: "Drink less milk tea."
Jasmine Yale: "Afraid I’ll get fat?"
Sylvan Cheney: "Not afraid of you getting fat, just that milk tea has too much sugar and crear, too much is not good."
Jasmine Yale sent him a "flipping table" emoji and didn’t reply further.
On his end, Sylvan Cheney looked at the emoji she sent and stared at the screen, smiling for quite a while.
Jasmine Yale put on light makeup, tied her hair up, changed into a caral-colored thick cape coat, casually slipping into black small leather shoes, and then grabbed her bag and went out.
Though more than seven months pregnant, she was in good spirits, especially after moving in with Sylvan Cheney; she looked even healthier.
She liked to walk around; it was said to be better for the baby’s birth.
Sylvan Cheney’s apartnt wasn’t far from the company; it didn’t take long for her to arrive downstairs at the old company building.
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