Chapter 487: Chapter 487



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“What are you talking about?” Boyce shoved Armand away.

Armand waved his hand at Jasmine, “I’m leaving. You can let Boyce take you to play with us if you’re free.”

After that, before Boyce could get angry, he quickly got into the car and sped away.

Boyce stroked his forehead and explained, “I’m sorry, he just likes to talk nonsense.”

Jasmine stood under the streetlight and turned her head to look at Boyce with a cold expression, “I didn’t take it personally. I appreciate what you just did. If it wasn’t for you a moment ago, I’m afraid I’d…. well, thank you very much, but I don’t want to see you again in the future.”

He shrugged and said, “Goodbye.”

After saying that, he turned and walked down the street. At first, she had a good feeling about this mature, upright man, but she wasn’t in love with him.

It was his charm that made her feel comfortable.

But today they met for the second time on such an occasion. The good feeling she had for him when she first met him vanished after this encounter. He also turned out to be a hypocrite.

Boyce frowned-what had he done wrong?

gⱯlnσνe𝓁s․com is your update hub It wasn’t that he couldn’t accept this attitude from Jasmine. He just wanted to find out why she was treating him with such antipathy. So he reached out to her, “You don’t have to thank me. Without your mother’s request, I wouldn’t have bothered with your business. There are so many people on the wrong path every day. How many of them can I stop? Everyone’s life is their own choice.”

Jasmine stopped and turned to look at him, “My mother asked you to do this?”.

Her mother was the person she was most attached and closest to in the world. Whenever her mother was mentioned, she always found it difficult to hide the pain in her heart.

Although she acted calmly, after all, she was still young. Although she had suffered a lot and had matured early, she was still too young in front of Boyce.

She thought she was calm enough. But in reality, her eyes had already betrayed her.

Boyce said indifferently, “Yes, she said it’s hard for you to support yourself alone in this city, so she asked me to take care of you. Do you think I care about everything?”

After saying that, she raised her head, her dark eyes shining. Her straight body looked imposing under the colorful light, “You’re a girl, so be careful all the time. You won’t have such good luck all the time.” After saying that, he paused, “I don’t like people talking to me strangely.”

Jasmine pursed her lips, trying to apologize, but she couldn’t say it. She could only stand in place with her hands clasped helplessly.

“Why did you come here?” asked Boyce.

He didn’t want to say anything. He only asked about her sense of responsibility. He knew it wasn’t easy for her to support herself as a college student who hadn’t yet graduated. She promised her mother that she would help her when she was in trouble, so she asked.

Jasmine ducked her head and said, “It’s nothing.”

Although she still didn’t have a job or a steady source of income and had to earn money doing part-time jobs, she had her pride. She didn’t want to show her distress in front of others.

Boyce didn’t force her. Everyone had pride.

He held out his hand to her, “Do you have a cell phone?”

“What do you want?” Jasmine instinctively became defensive. She stared at him with wide, wary eyes.

Boyce let out a laugh, “If you were always so vigilant, you wouldn’t have put yourself in a bind like you are now. I asked for your phone because I wanted you to keep my number. You can call me when you’re in trouble. Don’t overthink it. I don’t want to say anything. I only promised your mother and I don’t want to break my promise to her.”

Jasmine hesitated and wouldn’t pull out her phone. Boyce frowned, “You don’t trust me?”

He hated forcing himself on people, “Okay, be careful when you come back alone. I’m leaving.”

After that, he crossed the street, ready to hail a cab to the office. Matthew was waiting for him. He must have something to tell him.

He didn’t have time for this.

“Well, wait,” Jasmine called to him suddenly. Boyce turned around. The girl in the streetlight was slim, not very tall, and her skin was fairly fair, but her eyes under her eyebrows made her as lively as a fairy.

“You can tell me your phone number. I can remember it.”

Boyce realized then that it wasn’t that she didn’t intend to reveal her phone, but she probably didn’t have one. After pondering for a while, he gave her his phone number anyway and said, “This is a wonderful world and there are many temptations. It’s up to you to choose what kind of path you want to take, but you should think clearly before you make your choice.”

I didn’t know this girl well. What I could do to help her was ultimately limited. Her future depended on her, so he could only give her advice.

At that moment, a cab arrived. He reached out his hand to stop the cab. After opening the door, he looked at her, “Be careful.”

After saying that, he bent down and sat in the car.

Jasmine stood on the shoulder, watching the cab drive away, and shouted, “I’ll remember that.”

She didn’t know if Boyce could hear her. She just wanted to tell him out of politeness.

Boyce heard her. But instead of rolling down the window to give an answer, he told the driver he was going to the WY Tower.

At this hour, the financial business district became very quiet and not as tense and pressing as during the day. People on this street were walking faster than usual during the day. But such a bustling place was also left with the colorful neon lights flashing by themselves at night.

Boyce paid and got out of the car, entered the elevator and went straight up to the top floor.

Only the lights in Matthew’s office were still on. He pushed open the door and stepped inside.

Matthew was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. The light from across the river cast a hazy glow on him. Armand sat on the couch, cross-legged, squinting to rest.

“No doubt Declan will have someone look into what I just said. Find someone to follow up on the people he sends and, while you’re at it, give him some leads now and then.”

Boyce knew what could and could not be discovered by Declan. They just needed to convince Declan that Jeffery approached him about kidnapping Victoria because he didn’t want to get in trouble again.

And the way to make him believe that was to let him know that Jeffery had something to do with Eddie ending up in that situation.

Almost everyone knew about Jeffery and Eddie’s relationship. They were very close. If Eddie’s downfall was related to Jeffery, Declan could be convinced that Jeffery was using him.

By then, the dog-eat-dog show would be great.

“Leave it to me.” Boyce had already thought of that. It wasn’t hard to give Declan’s men fake news.

Matthew’s voice was flat, “Well, be careful. Don’t let him find out.”

“Understood,” Boyce said.

He sat on the couch and looked at Matthew’s back, wanting to say something, but in the end said nothing. He was about to ask Matthew if they should show Jeffery some mercy. After all, it had something to do with Dolores.

However, once he thought about Dolores’ departure, he seemed to understand why she had left. She probably didn’t want Matthew to feel restricted by her relationship with Jeffery.

Since everyone had made their decisions, he was not to say anything more.

“You guys go back,” Matthew said casually, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

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