Chapter 980: Chapter 980: Expecting Twins Chapter 980: Chapter 980: Expecting Twins Even now, there was nothing.
Perhaps Kaine Zahir thought that since there was no blood relation between them, her life or death didn’t matter to him?
“Kaine Zahir, I have a younger brother, right?” Jasmine Yale asked tentatively.
“You…” Kaine Zahir looked at her in surprise, “You already know, and yet you still ask ? Yes, your mother was pregnant with twins, but your brother got lost; when she appeared holding you, she only had you in her arms.”
“This has nothing to do with …”
Kaine Zahir thought she had co to settle scores with him and quickly disclaid any involvent.
“As for the rest, I have no idea; your mother wouldn’t say anything,” said Kaine Zahir. “She married only for your sake; otherwise, how could she possibly have set her sights on !”
Kaine Zahir was reminded again of Yana Yale.
That woman didn’t talk much, very quiet, her favorite thing to do was to sit in front of the window and paint, holding Jasmine Yale, playing with the little girl.
If he had not been able to take her in, Yana Yale would never have married him.
This point, Kaine Zahir was well aware of.
In Yana Yale’s heart, there was only Jasmine Yale; she did not like him at all.
“I don’t know anything else,” Kaine Zahir emphasized again. “I advise you, after so many years, why look for your biological father?”
“How would you understand,” Jasmine Yale frowned.
Over the years, she had not a single relative.
Suddenly knowing that her biological father might still be alive was akin to—walking through the desert and then seeing a spring.
How would soone who has never experienced it know what it feels like?
The bond of blood and kinship is sothing that cannot be severed…
The spacious conference room once again fell into silence.
Jasmine Yale’s face was filled with a lost and helpless look, her eyes lacked any sparkle, dim and dull.
In the palm of her hand, she still held that photograph, knowing that in this world, she still had a father, a brother…
She wanted to find them.
Kaine Zahir fell silent; having said what needed to be said, he could not gain any advantage from Jasmine Yale.
Suddenly, just as Jasmine Yale lifted her head—
The door of the conference room was kicked open!
A gust of hot wind blew in!
Jasmine Yale was startled and looked up to see Sylvan Cheney!
The man exuded a strong presence, in a clean, ink-colored shirt and neatly pressed suit pants.
The door was kicked open, and he swept a cold glance around the conference room, his gaze landing on Jasmine Yale.
Jasmine Yale’s heart pounded; he had received news so quickly.
She had hardly spoken a few words with Kaine Zahir before he arrived.
Without the influence of alcohol, Sylvan Cheney always inspired fear in her; she quickly moved her hands behind her back and stepped back.
In her palm, she still clutched the black-and-white photograph.
Sylvan Cheney glanced at Kaine Zahir, then said to Charles Mcintosh behind him, “Take him away.”
“Yes, Mr. Cheney.”
Charles Mcintosh imdiately stepped forward and escorted Kaine Zahir away.
“Mr. Cheney, Mr. Cheney, please let go, I promise I’ll never return to Landon, never look for Jasmine again, please let go…” Kaine Zahir begged.
But he was no match for Charles Mcintosh, and soon, he was dragged away!
Kaine Zahir’s voice gradually faded in the corridor.
The conference room door was closed, and the vast space was left with only Sylvan Cheney and Jasmine Yale.
Sunlight shone through the window, carrying the gleam of broken gold.
It reflected off Jasmine Yale’s black hair with a bright luster.
She instinctively backed away.
Sylvan Cheney’s gaze was like ice, cold and carrying an authoritative nace.
As she moved back, he advanced.
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