At 7:20 p.m. Jasmine goes out and gets into the black Land Rover parked at the roadside.
She buckles up and politely greets the man beside her, "Hello, Doctor Karl."
"Hello." Karl looks at the girl in the front passenger seat. She has a fair and tender face, a full forehead,
and a small nose. Her hair is long and black. There is a small dimple on her cheek when she smiles.
She looks so sweet and pretty.
She is only twenty years old and has a light air of youth. Her big bright eyes are charming.
Karl couldn't help but say, "You can all me Karl. Just skip the formality."
Who doesn't want such a cute little sister?
Jasmine agrees and calls him, "Karl."
"Have you had dinner?" Karl starts the car and focuses his gaze on the road.
"Yes." Jasmine nods and places her hands on the bag on her knees. She is a little reserved and
maintains a stiff posture. "I ate in the hospital canteen."
"I heard that your father is ill. How is he now?" As a doctor, he is most concerned about patients'
conditions.
"He's fine. He will recover as long as he follows doctors' instructions."
"That's good. Health matters the most." Karl pauses and then changes the topic excitedly, "I'll take you
to Red Club later. Pehry is there. I called him in the late afternoon."
As he mentions the man, Jasmine gets a little nervous, "Does he know I'll go there?"
"Yes." Karl glances at her hands, which are crossed in anxiety. He comforts her softly, "Take it easy.
He's more bark than bite. He will be fine if you take the initiative to talk to him."
"He was really angry last night. Will it annoy him if I go to see him now?"
"No." Karl replies without thinking, "He will be happy if you go there. Definitely."
Pehry doesn't mean what he says. Sometimes his heart agrees, though his head differs. He says that
he doesn't want to see Jasmine, but in fact, he is desperate to see her.
Despite what Karl says, Jasmine is still very nervous. She feels uneasy on the way. Finally, they arrive
at Red Club. It has been a long time since she came. She panics when she sees the golden gate.
When they are about to get out of the car, Jasmine flinches, "Karl, I... Maybe I should not get in there."
Karl won't let her go as they have arrived. He says, "We've got here. Anyway, you should go see him.
Don't worry, I'll be waiting for you right outside."
"What?" Jasmine raises her hand and points at the door doubtfully, "Aren't you going with me?"
"No. He will be nervous if I'm there. It's better for you to meet him on your own. Call me if you need
help. I am right here." Karl is like an elder sending a child to kindergarten. He says with a reassuring
tone, "Go. I'll be here waiting for you."
Jasmine swallows and looks at the gate behind her. Karl is right. She has come all the way to see
Pehry. She must get in there. Otherwise, she will regret.
Moreover, Pehry has done her a big favor. She should explain to him what she said yesterday.
Jasmine has never cared about Pehry's attitude towards her and his opinion. After this incident, she is
now concerned about what he thinks.
Therefore, after taking a few deep breaths, Jasmine decides to go in to see Pehry.
When they get out of the car, a manager immediately comes to greet them. He is a little surprised to
see her, "Miss Jasmine?"
"I... I'm here to see Mr. Pehry."
"Alright. I'll show you the way." Everyone in Red Club knows about Jasmine's relationship with Pehry,
so no one stops her. And the manager is reverent to her.
"Miss Jasmine, Mr. Pehry is in the room with his friends. Do you want to go in now?"
Jasmine follows the manager to a VIP private room on the second floor. Her heart beats violently. She
let out a deep breath and nods.
Only then does the manager reach out and open the door. All of a sudden, she is overwhelmed by the
loud music mixed with the noise of the crowd. Jasmine subconsciously frowns and looks around. Under
the dim light, she sees the man sitting in the middle of the sofa at a glance.
He wears a dark shirt, no tie. He looks sexy as two crystal buttons are undone, revealing his
collarbone. The hand-made suit pants perfectly wrap around his long strong legs. His clearly outlined
face is the most eye-catching under the light.
Jasmine feels uncomfortable as there is a woman sitting beside him.
Jasmine looks up and down at the woman. She wears a black sleeveless tight dress, which reveals her
fabulous figure. She is sitting so close to Pehry that her breast is almost on his arms. It's a rather
feminine woman with a stunning little face.
Jasmine glances at herself. In contrast, she wears a sweatshirt, jeans, and a pair of while flat shoes.
She looks like a childish student.
"Who is she?"
Someone asks as he notices her and stops the music.
All of a sudden, everyone in the room looks at her. Jasmine doesn't like to stand under the spotlight
and feels stressful.
She uneasily takes a small step forward and glances at everyone. Then her gaze stops at Pehry.
She gathers up her courage and says, "Pehry, can you go out for a moment? I want to talk to you."
Her voice is low and timid. Does the tender little girl just call Mr. Pehry by his name and even ask him
to go out?
People in the room are a little dumbfounded, waiting for Pehry's reply.
The man stretches his legs and says without even looking up, "I'm busy."
What's going on?
A school girl comes to Red Club to meet the famous Mr. Pehry?
Everyone is confused. They are not sure about their relationship and don't dare to utter a word. In the
end, Pehry says, "Play the music. Let's continue."
The music is on again, and the door behind her closes automatically. People ignore her as if she is
invisible.
She knows that there is a misunderstanding between them and Pehry is still mad at her.
Jasmine doesn’t shrink back when she thinks of the quarrel in the tea room last night. Instead, she
plucks up and walks to the sofa. She stands in front of him.
She looks down and sees the wine glasses on the table. She frowns deeper and says, "Karl says that
you have stomach trouble, so you can't drink."
Pehry doesn't drunk tonight, and the glasses are just casually put there. However, he is provoked by
what she says and reaches out to a glass.
Jasmine presses down on his wrist with a very serious expression. She says firmly, "You should not
drink."
Jasmine doesn’t shrink back when she thinks of the quarrel in the tea room last night. Instead, she
plucks up and walks to the sofa. She stands in front of him.
She looks down and sees the wine glasses on the table. She frowns deeper and says, "Karl says that
you have stomach trouble, so you can't drink."
Pehry doesn't drunk tonight, and the glasses are just casually put there. However, he is provoked by
what she says and reaches out to a glass.
Jasmine presses down on his wrist with a very serious expression. She says firmly, "You should not
drink."
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