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Jasmine Clark was still crying, but Juliet Jordan didnât comfort her. Instead, she put down the teacup in her hand heavily and snorted coldly, âYou still have the nerve to cry.â
âMom?â Jasmineâs teary eyes widened.
Had she seen a ghost today? Why was everyone treating her like this?
It was bad enough that Brother William and Dad were angry at her, but why was her usually doting mom treating her this way? What had she done wrong?
Julietâs gentle eyebrows were chilly, and she asked accusingly, âWhat did you do at The Singing Vault that day?â
The Singing Vault again⦠Jasmineâs eyes flickered, and she stopped crying.
Then she said grievously, âMom, even you donât trust me? I didnât do anything. Enna framed me! Sheâs jealous that Iâm together with Brother William, so she slandered me in front of Dad and Brother Williamâ¦â
âEnough!â Juliet interrupted her impatiently, âI know whether you did it or not. You can confess, or Iâll investigate.â
She had heard that Mayor Smithâs son had recently been disabled, and the police had arrested him without going to the hospital. Considering Mayor Smithâs sudden attack on their company and what Enna had said, she couldnât help but think about Jasmine.
In front of the Sullivan family and Jacob Clark, she had to defend Jasmine. But in private, she had to find out the truth to avoid any bigger trouble.
âWhat did you do to Enna?â
âIâ¦â In the family, Jasmine was most afraid of Juliet, who seemed to have a gentle temperament. Juliet always meant what she said. If she said she would investigate, she would! Jasmine gritted her teeth and braced herself to say, âI introduced her to Finn Smith.â
âIntroduced?â
Jasmine told her what had happened at The Singing Vault and defended herself unconvincingly, âI didnât expect things to turn out like this. I just wanted to introduce her to Young Master Smith. If she could marry into the Smith family, it would be good for our company. Even if she couldnât enter the Smith family, being with Finn at least could bring some benefits to the family. Who would have known that that little bitch would be so ungrateful and offend Young Master Smith! And let the man who was keeping her hurt Young Master Smith!â
The more Jasmine spoke, the angrier she became, âWhatâs wrong with Young Master Smith? He is, after all, Mayor Smithâs precious son. What is she? She has been living off our family for decades, and itâs difficult for her to contribute a little? All she knows is to say that we donât treat her like family. If she really considered us as her family, she should have tried to please Young Master
Smith!â
Juliet had never imagined that Jasmine had done so much behind her back. She was so furious that her face turned green with anger. If it werenât for the fact that Jasmine was her own daughter, she would have slapped her! She suppressed her anger and interrupted Jasmine, âEnough!â
âMom?â Jasmine still didnât realize what she had done wrong and looked at Juliet pitifully.
Juliet didnât even look at her and warned her coldly, âYou are not allowed to mention this to anyone, understand? No matter who asks you, your trip to The Singing Vault that day was a coincidence!â
âI know, of courseâ¦â
Juliet continued, âAnd, Iâve told you to be polite to Enna in front of your dad.
How did you do?â
âI donât want to hear your explanation, Jasmine. Remember, youâre not allowed to mention Ennaâs background in front of your dad anymore, and stop calling her mean names like âbitchâ and âbastard childâ.â
If Enna was a bastard, what did that make Jacob?
She couldnât believe her daughter was so clueless!
Juliet suppressed her anger, looked at Jasmineâs pitiful appearance, and softened her voice, âLet it go this time. Donât mess with Enna anymore, understand?â
Enna was merely a wild plant, while her daughter Jasmine was the legitimate First Young Lady of the Clark family. Why should she bother with a weed!n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Jasmineâs tears fell again, and she clenched her fists tightly, hiding the resentment in her eyes. Reluctantly, she said, âI understand..â