Semua Bab Hidden Twins of a Billionaire Daddy: Bab 61 - Bab 70

★★★★ The evening arrived and Jasmine found no cocktail dress in her wardrobe. She was also not willing to buy one before going to the party since she did not care how people would look at her. If people raised their fingers on her, she would be extremely glad because, from now on, she would care for the opportunities that could ruin that jerk's image. "Mummy, are you deliberately trying to look bad?" Payne asked as she watched her mother wearing old, dirty clothes, with excessive makeup on her face. "Do you think I look bad?" Jasmine asked her daughter. "Yeah, your face looks like a two-year-old drew on it with crayons. And the dress you're wearing looks like you haven't bought a new dress in years; a homeless woman,” Payne described distastefully, as her mother had never adorned herself in such a horrifying way. "I like your thoughts. Today is Halloween for me," Jasmine said, dragging her brush with blush powder across her cheeks, making herself even more hideous. "Are you going

★★★★ Meanwhile, Cesar and Jasmine arrived at the top floor. Cesar led her to a room filled with beautiful dresses. "Take your pick," he said, gesturing grandly. Jasmine's eyes widened at the selection. "These are amazing! Thank you." He winked. "Choose wisely. This could be your moment." Jasmine selected a stunning emerald green dress. Cesar's eyes lit up. "Now, that's what I'm talking about. You will look incredible." "Thank you, you've been a great help, even though I've probably ruined my chances with my own stupidity," Jasmine admitted, her tone tinged with regret as she realized how her actions might have been perceived by Damon. "Well, truthfully, I'm quite curious to see you all dolled up. I've never known my friend to be so considerate towards someone else," Cesar remarked with a playful grin. "Now, get yourself ready before joining the party. Oh, and I'm not sure if there's any makeup left for you." Jasmine felt a blush rise to her cheeks, though it was well-hidden unde

★★★★ "God damn, this man!" Cesar cursed under his breath, loud enough for Jasmine to hear. She heaved a sigh and turned to face Damon, who was glaring at her as if her action upset him. Jasmine rolled her eyes in response. "What kind of requirement can her presence possibly fulfill?" Cindy demanded, her ears turning deep crimson in anger. "I have selected her as the lead face of our film," Damon answered without hesitation, shocking both Jasmine and Cindy, who had never guessed this was what Damon had been planning all along, despite having asked him multiple times about the lead actress. "Is this some kind of joke?" Cindy snapped, disbelief flashing across her face. "I recommended Maria, who is not only a talented actress but also a three-time award-winning star." "The board of directors wants a new face," Damon replied coldly. "You may have a say in company matters, but do not question my decisions." "You've forgotten that Grandfather also said my consent is required for such

★★★★ "I mean to say, if you are thinking of ruining my friend's life even for a moment, I will make sure the following morning your family files your missing complaint," the woman said with a creepy smile, impressed by Jasmine’s silence. She knew Cindy was watching them from somewhere. She turned around to leave, but this time her hand was grabbed by Jasmine, who dug her nails into her arm. She winced in pain, turning around as her tears trickled. "What the hell?!" the woman cried out. "I did not feel the same amount of pain you are going through, but this is what you deserve. And if you think your threat has successfully worked on me, then you are a complete fool. Tell your best friend that sometimes insecurity is the only thing that can easily make her look aged, which she already is. There are many handsome men in this country other than Damon Colley," Jasmine said, withdrawing her nails from her skin as she stepped back, adding, "Tell Miss Cindy if she wants to hide her love, t

★★★★★ "What kind of purpose brings you here, if it's not so personal?" Harley asked in a comfortable tone rather than a curious one, so Jasmine wouldn’t raise her brow at him. "I thought this party would be packed with producers and directors. Maybe I’d get a chance to talk to them. That’s what was going on in my mind until I realized I’m a fool," Jasmine said with a sigh. She thought Damon would help her, but he was busy somewhere with his girlfriend. "Hah!" Harley laughed. "What?" Jasmine asked, a little puzzled by his response. "Who told you there would be directors and producers at this party? Was it Damon?" Harley asked. "Yes," Jasmine replied, her eyes looking for an answer. The dance momentarily stopped. "This party is an elite event; no producers or directors are present. Even your entry is impossible without someone influential. I don't know what Damon told you, but there are no producers or directors here. Even if there were, they wouldn’t bother looking at you if you’