Novel & Cerita Jasmine Joseph

Their gazes moved from my face to Sebastian, then dropped to the hand he still had at my waist. “Jasmine.” The woman’s voice came from the left side of the hall. Zenna Romano broke away from a group of board members before they could finish whatever they were saying. She wore a simply cut navy gown and a delicate necklace that probably cost as much as a school building. Her black hair was swept into a neat bun. A tablet rested in her left hand, and she wore the expression of someone who had already solved twelve problems since the afternoon. The moment her eyes found my face, that expression disappeared.

After taking a warm shower , I picked my blue suit , it always had the good luck charm attached, I effortlessly knotted my tie and picked my briefcase, heading downstairs I was welcomed with a conscience awakening aroma , I was almost used to this , mary never seized to surprise me , opening the plat way my e's scrambled eggs tasted, my eyes unconsciously closed to savour the sweetness, it is extremely delicious. I heard footsteps in the kitchen , that should be joan or mary tidying up the place , I concluded. I saw the entering figure of a younger woman with Jean bum shorts and a shoulder length Polo, it was isabella. "Good morning" she greeted smiling like a tutor whose student made proud

Being is bar is directly proportional to getting the hand on first hoe that is present at hand. James Russo turned to her and give her his enraged glare, "you know how much I hate it when you use fowl language. Act like docile woman! And no I wasn't with any other woman. I just enjoyed with friends and came home. Trust me or but I have been faithful to you since our marriage." "Okay," she said calmly and was about to walk out of her room but James Russo held her wrist stopping her. "Okay? After shooting a question as sharp as blade, where are you off too?" He asked with gritted teeth.

"Scarlett." ******

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

The servants all looked at Amelia who was eating. Amelia felt better now that she had people who are eating with her. "May I ask all of your names?" Amelia said as she puts down the spoon that she was holding. "I'm Amy, young madam," the maid with light brown hair said. "My name is Lily, young madam" the maid sitting beside Amy said. "I'm Rosieanne, young madam, Anne for short" The maid with blue hair said. Amelia looks at Jack, waiting for him to introduce himself. One of the chefs poked him when he didn't notice. Jack looks up and saw Amelia's bright eyes staring at him.

She felt relieved when she closed the doors and went back to her seat. Like any other assassin, she had done her research. She was iconic in the fashion industry and had her own fashion line and was an investor in many popular cloth and shoe brands. She was rich, famous and was head over heels for Levi Wushi. However, even though she had everything she could ever want, she couldn't get any love or affection from Mr. Wushi.

Hesitating, she glanced around, noticing a few curious stares from other tables, making her even more uncomfortable. “Mr. Blackstone, I don’t think—” “I wasn’t asking,” he cut her off, gesturing to the chair opposite him. She glanced toward Mr. Whitman, who gave her a subtle nod of approval—or perhaps warning. Swallowing her nerves, Jasmine sat down, her notepad still in her hand as if it could shield her from the intensity of his gaze. Chad leaned forward slightly, his expression unreadable. “You’re Jasmine Withers. Twenty-three years old. You’ve worked here for two years. You’re known for being diligent and… unapproachable.”

“I can’t go. I’m exhausted—I don’t feel good, and I don’t look good enough to attend.” I left Dema alone at home and went to the event by myself. The evening dragged on—my team handled everything perfectly, leaving me with little to do. That’s when I spotted her. Her name is Jasmine . She's One of our former managers. She’d quit years ago when she got pregnant, choosing to raise her son over climbing the corporate ladder. Now here she was, gliding through the crowd like she’d never left. She smiled when she saw me. “Rami, how are you? It's been a long time.”

Rhye smirked. A few months ago, Joseph and his sidekick were ready to tear out each other’s throats. They’d been tossed together by Leon as unwilling partners when she-wolf agent Jasmine showed up at the compound with information about a dangerous magical drug and to solicit help from the hunters in getting the shit off the streets. Now, Joseph, Leon, and Jasmine were almost inseparable in the field; they had been ever since Jessa, Jasmine's older sister, left her and came on board officially as a member of the hunters.