Pehry lowers his head to look at the small hand on his hand. She presses hard, but it's quite easy for
him to shake it off as long as he wants to.
However, Pehry doesn't do it. He likes the warmth of her hand. He raises his eyebrows and looks at
her, "Let go."
"No." Jasmine has never retorted him so boldly. Thinking of what Karl said, she doesn't retreat at all, "I
know you are very angry about what happened last night, but you misunderstood me. I did not..."
"You don't need to explain." Pehry interrupts her. As he remembers their conversation in the tea room
last night, he is even more annoyed. He withdraws his hand and says, "I won’t listen to someone who
trades affections."
"I didn't trade..." Jasmine wants to explain. But he has turned around and turned the loudspeaker to the
loudest. Her voice is overwhelmed by the music and fades in the laughter of the crowd.
The woman sitting beside Pehry has heard what they said. She assumes that Jasmine is just someone
unimportant. Looking at her plain clothes, the woman deliberately spills some wine on Jasmine's shoes
from the glass in her hand.
Jasmine hurriedly dodges, but it is too late. The white canvas shoes are soaked.
"Ouch. I'm so sorry." The woman says to her casually, her face filled with indifference.
She turns to look at Pehry and says softly, "Mr. Pehry, you should let the child go back to change her
shoes."
Pehry glances at her wet shoes and frowns slightly, but he doesn't say anything. He just reaches out
again to take the wine glass on the table.
Seeing that he still wants to drink, Jasmine is furious. She immediately picks up the glass. She doesn't
know what to do with it and could only start to drink it. She has never drunk before, but now she is so
angry that she gulps a half glass of whisky.
Pehry is not used to mix alcohol with soft drinks, so the glass of whiskey is pure and not watered at all.
A man with a long drinking history needs a good capacity to gulp it down, not to mention Jasmine.
Jasmine's actions draw the attention of the crowd again. After Pehry gives her a cold face, everyone
think that this little girl would leave in disappointment. Unexpectedly, she is so bold that she takes
Pehry's wine and drinks it up...
They don't know whether they should admire her courage or worry about her situation now.
Some men feel sympathy for her, while others get evil intentions. Seeing that she coughs after a glass
of wine, a man among the crowd, Robert, knows that this girl doesn't go often to clubs and is not good
at drinking.
He looks up and down at Jasmine. She is pretty although she’s in plain clothes. She looks childish but
has a distinctly outlined face. And her skin is especially fair, typical for a young woman. Robert can't
help but wondering whether other parts of her body are also so tender...
Robert is not Pehry's friend. He comes to this party today by accident. Mr. Pehry's temperament has
changed a lot recently. He won't refuse anyone who wants to drink here. Robert has spent a lot of
money in the club today and thus got the chance to come here.
Robert doesn't know about Pehry's temperament. He assumes that Pehry doesn't like Jasmine, so he
stands up and walks to the girl. He stretches out to hold her in his arms.
Jasmine's shoulders ache due to his strength.
Jasmine subconsciously resists him. She struggles but fails to break free. She panics, no longer
arrogant like when she drank the whisky.
"You... What are you doing..."
"Little girl, do you know how strong the wine is?" Robert deliberately lowers his voice.
Jasmine can only see his lips opening up and down, but she can't hear him. She asks, "What did you
say?"
As if waiting for her to say it, Robert lowers his head. They are closer now and his lips are almost on
her cheek. He says, "I said, the alcohol content of this wine is not low. You just drank so much, you will
be tipsy."
The man breathes right at Jasmine's ears. Jasmine immediately has goose bumps all over. She holds
back her neck and dodges backwards, but he forcefully holds her arms. There is nowhere to hide.
Jasmine also knows that she is drunk. It has been less than five minutes since she drank the wine. But
she feels dizzy and her cheeks are burning hot. She thinks that she will start to talk nonsense after a
while.
However...
Jasmine looks at the man sitting on the sofa motionless. The woman seems to notice her gaze and
deliberately moves closer to Pehry. She rubs against his chest with her breast and waist, but the man
doesn't resist at all.
Jasmine's eyelashes tremble slightly. Their intimacy reminds her of the star she saw at Pehry's house
before.
Affections? Love? Everything is a lie. He drinks and fools around with other women every night, doesn't
he?
She has felt guilty since last night. What about him? He will get a new woman as long as he reached
out. And he enjoys it.
In her early twenties, Jasmine is not able to control her emotions well. Jasmine is completely irrational
now due to what she saw. She doesn't realize her love for Pehry, so she doesn't know what is going on
with her.
She only knows that she is very mad and wanted to annoy him too.
Therefore, she makes a very bold move.
She suddenly changes her expression and grabs the Robert's hand on her shoulder. Holding back her
disgust, she turns to him and says, "I'm not going to fall asleep here, am I?"
As she responds to him, Robert becomes even more excited. He hurriedly pulls her to his seat and
whispers obsequiously in her ear, "Don't worry. I'll teach you how to drink. You won't get drunk."
Jasmine secretly grits her teeth. She feels extremely disgusted in her heart, but she replies obediently,
"Alright."
They are not far from Pehry. He can see them sitting quite close to each other as he raises his head
slightly.
She's drinking with another man and hugging him?
Pehry sneers in his heart and put on a serious face. He has underestimated her. Anyway, she trade
with affections, so it's also easy for her to fake it.
He is worried about her when he sees her drink all the wine in one gulp. Now, it seems that he is the
only one that cares.
"Mr. Pehry, what's wrong?"
The woman beside him asks in a tender voice. This woman has been bothering him all night, and he
doesn't even look at her. He is angry with Jasmine, so he pretends to be intimate with the woman after
Jasmine came in.
Pehry stares at the woman, who wears delicate makeup. She gets nervous.
"Mr. Pehry, did I..."
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