Jasmine says awkwardly, "It's not that I don't rely on you. I'm afraid I'll disturb your work."
Pehry doesn't expect her to say anything. This seeming explanation is more like a retort from a spoiled
child. Pehry's heart immediately softens. "Don't be afraid. You're my girlfriend. It's nothing big that you
take up some of my time."
The generosity in his words makes Jasmine grin happily. But still, she says in a calm tone, "Oh, then
don't take me as troublesome if I pester you too much from now on."
Pehry gives a short laugh, "Oh? You will pester someone? I don't believe you..."
"Really!" To make him believe it, Jasmine hurriedly defends herself, "When I was young, I was good at
pestering until I went to school. My parents even sent me to my grandmother's house for this."
This is exactly what Pehry is waiting for. He immediately says, "Alright, then I'll be waiting. I won't let
you escape if you don't pester me."
Jasmine falls for his goading, and follows his logic. After she hangs up the phone, she starts to bomb
him with messages full of texts and pictures, to pester him in "grand scale".
Winfred glances at the rearview mirror and sees the girl's smile, which brims with youth, beauty and
shyness.
It not the first time that Winfred has picked up a female for Pehry. Some of them are very famous stars
or celebrities of peerless beauty. But none of them is like Jasmine who attracts your eyes all the time.
The more you know her, the more you like her.
Beautiful appearances sometimes exhaust your eyes. Only the unique personality of kindness has the
long-lasting charm.
"Miss Jasmine, Mr. Pehry really likes you." Winfred says sincerely.
Jasmine shifts her gaze away from the screen and looks at the backside of Winfred's head.
Cluelessness fills her mind, "Why did you say that?"
"I've never seen Mr. Pehry cares about someone like this. Actually, Mr. Pehry always mentions you in
the company. All of us can feel how important you are for Mr. Pehry."
Jasmine is a little shy from his words. She raises her hand and runs her fingers through her hair near
her ear, "I'm happy to hear this."
"It's true. We've never seen Mr. Pehry pamper somebody like this." It’s even rarer for Mr. Pehry to
initiatively ask someone to pester him. Winfred recalls the story between Pehry and a popular female
actor before.
The two of them were together for at most three months. The woman wouldn't break up with Pehry and
threatens to make a scandal. Pehry did not say a word. The next day, he went to the actor's company
and directly banned her from any work. Until a year and a half later, she had some chance to reappear
in the entertainment circle.
Generally speaking, women dream of a backer like Pehry. There aren't many ways to provoke him. The
only one is to pester him.
This is a taboo for Pehry. Regardless of what it is like when two are together, relationship for him is
meeting each other's demand. There is nothing he won't let go. So, the decision to break up means the
real end. He won't relent if the other makes trouble or pester him.
However, when it is Jasmine, he is like a totally different person. It's like all the patience of his past
thirty years has been accumulated to be squandered over Jasmine. He is so urgent to give her all the
best thing in this world, which is quite obvious for all his employees.
Actually, Jasmine knows that Pehry cares about her. But she rejects him in the past and pays no
attention to his care. Recently she often recollects the things between them, and finds that he has
indeed done a lot for her.
She keeps it to her heart, but feels different when it is revealed by someone else.
Very sweet, also very ... happy.
Little girls in love always want to be recognized and envied, and at this moment, she is exactly dipped
in such sweetness.
"By the way, it's Mr. Pehry's birthday in two weeks. You may prepare him a surprise." Winfred reminds
her as if it's no big deal.
Jasmine is stupefied for a moment, "His birthday?"
"Yes, Mr. Pehry will throw a birthday party like usual. He will definitely invite you this year."
Jasmine hasn't celebrated her birthday many times. After she is 8, her birthday only means a big dinner
at home with all the families.
Pehry is throwing a party?
"Is it in the Red Club?" She subconsciously thought of the club. After all, he is the owner of it.
Winfred sneers, "Mr. Pehry won't choose his own club unless he wants it to burst because of
crowdedness."
"That's right."
Jasmine thinks that it makes sense. She used to work in the Red Club. She has seen how crazy people
could be when they want to flatter Pehry. Any party should be private to survive, not to say a birthday
party.
But where will it be if it's not in the Red Club?
Seemingly noticing her doubts, Winfred adds, "Last year, Mr. Pehry did it on a small island in the R
country of the United States. It's not far from J City, and a three-hour flight will reach it."
However, Jasmine becomes dumbfounded at this. How extravagant it is to rent a whole island for a
birthday party!
She couldn't help but worry, "Well, what kind of gift will he like?"
So rich and powerful, he lacks nothing. And he is so picky even about daily life. So, he probably won't
like anything she could afford, right?
However, Winfred doesn't think so, "As long as it is from you, Mr. Pehry will definitely like it. What
matters is not the gift itself, but the person who gives it."
"Really?" Jasmine still worries, "He's so picky...."
"Yes." Winfred says with much certainty. It might be no with others, but will be absolutely yes with Miss
Jasmine.
He even feels that Mr. Pehry will be happily slapped as long as it's Miss Jasmine.
Jasmine's entire mind is focused on Pehry's birthday. She doesn't even notice it when the car arrives at
the school gate. Winfred calls back her attention.
She hurriedly thanks him and get out of the car with her backpack, "Thank you, Winfred. I'm going in."
"Miss Jasmine, you're welcome. It's my job."
After a simple goodbye, Jasmine quickly walks towards the teaching building. She has missed several
day's classes since Cyrus falls ill. She can't be late today.
However, a familiar voice comes from behind when she was walking, "Jasmine?"
Jasmine turns around and sees Mary, her classmate and roommate, trotting towards her. Jasmine
says, "Mary? Good to see you."
"Me, too." Mary naturally took her arm and said, "I saw you at the gate just now. Who drove you here?"
Jasmine paused for a moment. Then she panics a little bit thinking of the black Mercedes-Benz that
Winfred drives, "Nobody, I called a hitch ride."
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