Unveiling the True Match のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 381 - チャプター 390

Just as she finished work the following morning, Yaslyn's attention was drawn to a glaring red sports car parked nearby.She had never taken notice of the cars parked outside since Santiago's cars had always been more modest. However, that facade seemed to have been thrown out the window.The car door opened to reveal a man in a deep coffee-colored casual suit. He wore a radiant smile that lit up his face with an undeniable hint of mischief.His voice broke her train of thought. "Yaslyn, I'm here to pick you up from work. Ready to come home with me today?"With a scoff, Yaslyn thought, 'Switch outfits and he thinks he has changed?'To her, his words made it sound as though she was the daughter-in-law meeting the parents for the first time. However, maybe, just maybe, she thought, it's time to play along."I haven't brought any gifts or changed my outfit," she replied.Santiago gestured to the backseat, overflowing with an assortment of gifts. "I've taken care of the gifts, and y

The fierceness in Yaslyn's eyes gave Yessica a scare. However, she quickly snapped back, reminding herself that she was Ms. Quigg—the favored gem of her family. Why should she fear some unknown woman?"Don't try to intimidate me. I'm not afraid of you."Yessica dusted herself off and confronted Yaslyn. "Whoever you are, consider this a warning. Stay away from my cousin, and stay away from my family."Yaslyn smirked, taking a step closer. "If it wasn’t for your insistent cousin, I wouldn't even be here. Also, this is the Qasim estate. Who are you, Ms. Quigg, to make such demands here? Isn't it shameful?"The insult made Yessica's face flush with anger. "What are you blabbering about? This is my aunt's house. Why shouldn't I be here?""Perhaps it’s time you stopped treating everyone else's property like your personal playground," Yaslyn snapped.With a theatrical flourish, she brushed imaginary dust off her hands. "Since I'm not welcome in the illustrious Qasim home, I’ll take my l

Upon leaving the hospital, Yaslyn waved down a taxi and gave the driver the address Zyra had provided. The ride took about half an hour, and soon, they were outside a film set's entrance. She paid the driver and was immediately halted by a security guard as she tried to enter."Identification, please.""I'm here to visit the leading actress. She invited me to visit her," Yaslyn replied. "If you claim to be her friend, do you have any proof? If you can't provide any evidence, please leave," the guard replied.The guard appeared doubtful. After all, he could not be sure if she was telling the truth. What if she was an overzealous fan trying to sneak in?"I can call her," Yaslyn suggested as she retrieved her phone.The security guard waited patiently. However, call after call, there was no answer. It seemed Zyra was preoccupied. After three attempts, the guard grew impatient."Alright. Miss, I suggest you leave if you don't have any evidence. Don't waste any more of my time."Tu

As both sides stood their ground, a voice cut through the tension from behind."Hold on. I have something to say."It was Yaslyn, holding an ice cube that she had somehow procured. She began applying it to Zyra's face and continued, "Ms. Jurado has so many demands, but her professional skills seem to be lacking. Perhaps I should teach her a lesson."Wrenley's face was a mask of surprise. "How exactly do you plan to te—"She was interrupted as Yaslyn slapped hard across her face."There! That's how you slap someone," Yaslyn declared with an icy smile.Yaslyn had put all her strength into that slap.While Wrenley had drawn blood from Zyra with her slaps, Yaslyn's single, forceful strike sent Wrenley crashing to the ground, pain radiating from her face. She tried to speak, but her mouth was filled with blood, distorting her words."You... Why did you...?"Yaslyn smirked. "Feeling a bit dizzy, Ms. Jurado? I barely touched you. From your dramatic fall, one might think you're just p

The girl stiffened, realizing that Yaslyn was referring to her. Scrambling to salvage her dignity, she stammered, "I never intended... I was merely suggesting..."Yaslyn silently closed the distance between them, tilting the girl's chin up, examining her features closely, and gesturing to it as she spoke. "Before we discuss the shadows in your intentions, let's address this. It's less than perfect."Used to a lifetime of compliments on her beauty, the girl's expression was sour. She was full of resentment, but she was utterly helpless. Towering over her was Yaslyn, the invincible president—an industry giant—while she was just a minor actress."You've misunderstood," the girl replied as she fought back tears.Whispers erupted among the onlookers. The president is fierce.""I'm glad it's not me she's eyeing.""Can you imagine working under someone like her?"The onlookers chatted on."Oh, be quiet. Remember, she's in charge of this production."The girl, thinking there was str