Giving in to Her Rebellious Streak のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 111 - チャプター 120

Yasmin entered the house, catching Mary, who was just about to leave. Mary greeted, "Mrs. Ford, you're back.""Yeah. Are you heading out now?" Staff members of Oak Garden lived in a small building a short distance away. So a quick phone call would summon them to the house if anything happened. "Yes." It was already 8:00 pm. Mary informed Yasmin, "Mr. Ford is upstairs." Just then, she noticed something and called, "Mr. Ford."Yasmin looked up.Blake, who had appeared out of nowhere, was watching her with a stoic expression from the second-floor railing. Didn't she say he was bothering her? Why had he come back?"You go on ahead," the man instructed Mary. "Yes, sir. Mrs. Ford, there's some soup in the pot. Remember to have some later," Mary reminded before leaving.Instead of entering the kitchen, Yasmin headed straight for the stairs."Why did you come back?" Blake asked coldly. "I'm here to pack my things," Yasmin replied.Blake's face was twisted in a scowl, but h

Yasmin froze at the sight of Giselle. Blake had spent nearly 200 million dollars to purchase the villa for Giselle, yet he had refused to return her father's house to her.Yasmin felt a stab of pain in her chest as she realized how generous Blake was to his first love.Looking around, she noticed the similarities between villas No. 10 and No. 8, which made her miss her father even more. She slowly made her way to the backyard, where Giselle was enjoying some dessert. Giselle smiled when she noticed her. "This villa is a gift from Blake. Isn't it pretty?""Yeah, it is," Yasmin replied absentmindedly. Giselle then asked, "I heard your family used to live in No. 8. Didn't Blake give you that villa after the divorce?"Yasmin didn't want to answer the question, so she handed the handbag instead. "Ms. O'Shea, this is the bag you ordered. I've only used it once. You can inspect it yourself."If she hadn't scratched it during that one time, Yasmin could have sold the bag for over

Yasmin and Ivan stood at the gate.Suddenly, Ivan asked, "Do you want to go in?""Huh?" Startled, Yasmin glanced at the lock on the gate. "But the gate is locked.""Just climb over it." Ivan removed his suit jacket and began rolling up his sleeves. "I'll prop you up so you can climb over."Really?" Yasmin really wanted to go in and steal a peek. Fortunately, she was wearing flat shoes today. Although there were still some blisters on her feet, the pain was still bearable. "Come on," Ivan said, crouching down. "Just don't be afraid.""I won't be. I used to climb over it all the time." Yasmin grinned. In the past, she would sneak out and climb over the iron gate upon her return, so she knew what to do. Propping one foot on Ivan's knee, she pushed herself over the iron gate.Ivan swiftly climbed over as well. As the two strolled into the villa, Yasmin began showing Ivan around. "It's even prettier here during the day." Yasmin slinked between trees and paused when she reached

Yasmin answered, "How can that be? I checked it before sending it out, and the dress was fine.""The dress we received is damaged. You better come to Giselle's house now to fix it, or she won't have a dress to wear tonight," Roxy snapped before hanging up. She immediately sent Yasmin a photo of the damaged dress.Yasmin took a look. Parts of the lace had been torn, but it was an easy fix.Grabbing her toolbox, Yasmin was about to head out when she remembered she was going to Giselle's birthday banquet. She better dress up, or she might be unable to get in. Digging around, she found a light-colored dress she had designed and put it on. After applying some makeup, she rushed to No. 10, Newphoria Bay.However, when she arrived, she saw someone guarding the entrance.The guard didn't allow her to enter without an invitation.Yasmin bit her lip and dialed Roxy's number, but the latter never picked up.Yasmin's brows furrowed in agitation. Just then, a low voice came from behind

However, they didn't go to their usual spot. Instead, she was led to a small garden.Yasmin had just sat down when she heard some footsteps. She looked up and saw Blake slowly walking toward her, his tall figure casting a shadow over her."What do you want?" Yasmin studied him. Blake stood before her, blocking the light above her head. "Your life sure is exciting, Ms. Starr. Yesterday, it was Erik; today, it's Mr. Burke. You never fail to surprise me."Yasmin frowned.Blake never said anything nice.Raising an eyebrow, she said, "Well, it has nothing to do with you."Yasmin tried to leave, but the man grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.Infuriated, she snapped, "What are you doing, Blake? Did you call me over just so you could humiliate me?"Grabbing ahold of her chin, Blake peered down at her coldly. "Didn't you say I was your sponsor earlier? Well, in that case, shouldn't you be hoping to see me? So, why are you unhappy?""Who likes to be humiliated?" Yasmin was furio