As the whispers spread through the crowd, Jasmine's hands slowly curled into fists. When her eyes met mine, she forced herself to remain composed."It's fine, Tristan. I hurt you before by siding with Marcus. It's only fair that you want revenge."She kept that composure even as she watched June and me kiss. She lasted until the ceremony ended.The very second the music stopped, she shot to her feet and strode onto the stage. "Can you announce the special gift you prepared for me now?"June and I exchanged glances. I smiled and nodded."Sure," I said. "But first, you need to admit out loud the things you've done. That includes all the mistakes you've made.""No problem," she replied, turning toward the guests."Sorry to take a few minutes of everyone's time. I'm Jasmine Turner. I was once Mr. York's fiancee. On the eve of our wedding, the butler's son, Marcus Lockwood, seduced me through despicable means. I lost my judgment and deeply hurt Mr. York."I'd like to extend my apolo
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