Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart Chapter 333: I’m Your Dad, You Don’t Believe

Chapter 333: I’m Your Dad, You Don’t Believe

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“Once Jasmine turns herself in at the police station, I’ll naturally delete the recording.”

“Jasmine will go to the police station to turn herself in…

Enna sneered and interrupted him, “Do you think I would believe that? What if

I delete the recording and President Clark goes back on his word right after?”

Jacob Clark initially had this idea in mind, but Enna bluntly exposed it, and he couldn’t save face. His voice involuntarily carried his forr authoritarian tone, “Enna, I’m your father! Don’t you trust ?”

“I trust you as Jasmine’s father, Auntie Jordan’s husband, and the CEO of the Clark Group.” Unfortunately, it doesn’t include being her father. Her father died long ago, on the night her mother passed away during childbirth.

Jacob Clark’s face alternated between pale and dark before settling on an iron blue. Suppressing his anger, he switched to a hypocritical soft tone, “Fine, I’ll have Auntie May take Jasmine to the police station right now.”

“It’s not just the police station. I want to see a video of Jasmine confessing to the police, along with her official arrest, including the arrest warrant. Take a photo and send it to .”

“You—

It was the first ti Enna had spoken to him like this. Her left hand clenched into a fist, with veins bulging on the back of her hand. Maintaining her tough stance, she coldly reminded him, “President Clark, I gave you a choice, but you didn’t cherish it. Now the choice is in my hands, not yours. You can refuse. I don’t absolutely need those things. It’s just that when the remaining recording is revealed, the police will naturally co knocking. By then, everything I want to see will be on TV screens across the country.”

But the precondition for Jasmine’s trouble to escalate is that netizens, with all sorts of ans, will dig up her grudges with Jasmine, as well as her secrets, her beloved Bobby, and even possibly involve Baron Lawrence.

Considering this, Enna chose the safest and least damaging part of the recording when she intercepted it.

She was gambling that Jacob Clark valued his reputation above all else!

She was gambling that Jacob Clark didn’t really care about Jasmine!

She wanted to use Jacob Clark’s hand to slap Jasmine and Juliet Jordan hard, just like when Juliet Jordan used Jacob Clark to slap her back then!

“So, President Clark, have you made up your mind? Long-distance phone charges are expensive. Though you can afford it, I can’t.”

Jacob Clark looked darkly at Jasmine and then at Juliet Jordan, frowning and agreeing as Enna had predicted, “I’ll have soone send it to you. But you also have to promise to delete that recording. Otherwise, Enna, don’t bla for not showing father-daughter affection!”

The last sentence was a blatant threat.

Enna sneered and asked mockingly, “President Clark, do you and I have that sort of affection? It looks like we don’t, right? Before, I used to have it, but you didn’t. Now even if you have it, I don’t.”

With that, she decisively said, “All right, I’m waiting for President Clark’s video materials, goodbye.”

The phone sounded a busy tone.

Jacob Clark put down the phone, unable to suppress the anger in his heart. Noticing Jasmine still crying, he beca irritated and mustered a deep breath before slapping her, “Cry, cry, cry, do you even have the face to cry? If it weren’t for you, would there be so much trouble?”

Jasmine staggered from the blow, but luckily Juliet was quick to support her. Jacob said irritably, “Later, I’ll have my secretary take you to the police station and record it on the way. That’s it.”

Leaving these words, he stord out..