She smiled slyly. “Think about it, I'm sure the people would love to hold a welcome home party for you,” she said with a sweet smile.Dylan looked around while nodding slowly. “I get you, but I don't need any of that now,” he said, looking back at heShe became agitated. “Well... If not now, then when?“Maybe when we've finally sorted everything out properly and my father has found his justice for the untimely death.” He said bitterlShe inhaled and nodded. “Then I must let you rest. I'm sure his Highness must be tired, and the journey must have been stressful,” she said while bowing her heaDylan looked at the lady. He wanted to correct her because he could still remember his journey here. It was rough, but roughly good, he must admit. It wasn't as bad as one who viewed it. The journey wasn't to his expectation, but he also liked the way it went. At least he had his first time with the girl who also gave her first time to him. He valued her for that, but he also hated her for his fat

Dylan pulled her to the corner and pushed her against the wall, startling Jasmine. She looked clueless, but when she gazed at his face, she couldn't help but feel the need to talk to him and make him believe her. She just felt like she could make good moments with him and be more than just the lady he hated.Jasmine opened her mouth, but Dylan gave her a look that made her almost swallow her tongue immediately. He stared at her, and she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable under his scrutinizing gaze that made her tremble unknowingly.“What were you doing?”“I don't understand,” she seemed stupefied by his words.“So what do you want? And who gave you the right to walk around whenever you choose to?”“No one. I mean I'm now your slave and that comes with cleaning, washing, working, and even going on errands that are sometimes irrelevant.” She explained.Dylan was quiet. He could see anger on her face, and he knew that she was upset or maybe tired because it was imprinted on her face.

Jasmine stood with her head bowed while Dylan's scorching gaze watched her like she was in trouble and something within her told her the same, but she prayed that he would actually spare her for today.She could barely sleep or even eat properly. Her eyes had dark circles around them, with her collarbone which was more visible than before. Yes, she knew she barely ate before, but now it was more terrible. She was starving, and she didn't have anyone to turn to, not like she did before anyway but now it was more terrible because everyone here must despise her.Though, she kept wondering if they even knew her to begin with. She wondered if they actually knew her to begin with, but she couldn't care less, besides she was just a prisoner.Now, she stood in front of the man she believed would save, yet instead he was the first to break her heartlessly. His words still got to her, and she could still remember how he bluntly told her that she mistook him for someone else, but she couldn't be

Jasmine could hardly believe what was happening. First she was at the party, serving drinks, and then the next she was tossed harshly to the ground in front of everyone.She was actually told about the party, but she had no idea about why they were hosting the party. But she was told by Mrs. Jane to come and work there, and she did just that, but the least she was expecting was being tossed to the ground. She also earned a perplexed look from everyone. She tried to stand up weakly and glanced to look at Dylan, who stood in front of her, close to his intimidating throne.“What are you doing?” Dylan heard his aunt ask in a whisper.Turning towards her. “Vivian, that question would be answered very soon,” he spoke and turned back to look at Jasmine with a cold gaze.“This right here is the sister of the man who killed my father. Her brother fled with his parents, but she was caught doing the same. I have passed my judgment already, and I believe it's the best judgment that would suit he

Dylan's eyes almost popped out when he saw the room in chaos as the doctor kept yelling while the nurse rushed to follow his instructions. It was like a horror movie playing in front of him, and he prayed that it was really a horror movie. However, he looked at Jasmine's face through the little glass on the door, he could feel his heart crushing this time, and he took him forever just to walk to the door to take a better look.His eyes were teary, heart heavy, body weak and his mind blank. All he could see was Jasmine lying unconscious on the bed while the doctor and nurse ran helter-skelter around the room. He gasped when her breathing went up, alerting the door.The nurse from earlier came back and tapped his shoulder. “Please Alpha, can I go in?” She asked politely, but the look on her face alone was enough to tell him that it wasn't a request but a statement because he did otherwise than the person inside would die and getting that part clearly, he immediately stepped away fro