Yasmin turned back and saw Blake leaning against the door. He was even exuding an inexplicable
charm.
Life was indeed unfair. Not only did Blake have unrivaled authority, but he also possessed a perfect
and seductive appearance.
âDid you buy this?â asked Yasmin.
Blakeâs gaze met hers, and he smiled. âYes, you can take it if you like it.â
âOh,â Yasmin responded.
Then, she placed the purse back in its position.
The pink diamond necklace he had given her previously was still in the closet. Yasmin would never
take things that did not belong to her.
When Blake saw Yasmin putting the purse back, his expression, which had softened, turned icy
again.
âYou donât want it?â he asked in a low voice.
Yasmin replied, âNo need. This purse is too expensive. I canât afford to pay you back if I damage it.
âIâll just take a look at the design and create one myself. You should give it to Giselle. Iâm sure sheâll
like it.â
After putting down the purse, Yasmin went to find Blakeâs shirt.
On the other hand, his expression turned colder.
âShe has something better. You donât need to worry about her,â Blake added with a straight face.
As soon as he finished speaking, he took the purse and walked out.
Yasmin paused momentarily, thinking he might send the purse to Giselle. So, without
saying another word, she continued to look for Blakeâs shirt.
Half an hour later, she finally found the shirt.
However, when Yasmin walked out of the room, Blake was already gone.
She placed the shirt on the bed and headed downstairs to look for him.
âWhere is he?â Yasmin inquired.
Mary answered, âMr. Ford has already left.â
Yasmin could not help but feel puzzled.
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