Fated love: the unwanted bride

Chapter 85: Is That a Call for Her?

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Due to Brianna Belle’s exclusive interview, the websites, magazines, and newspapers under Respected Majesty saw a massive increase in traffic and sales soared in a straight upward trend.

Jasmine Yale was very pleased and treated Peyenne Jones to meals for several consecutive days.

Nevertheless, Peyenne Jones was continuously complaining, she was driven mad by Lincoln Lamar!

Lincoln Lamar had many assistants, but he particularly liked assigning all kinds of tasks to her, the only thing left was for her to help him bathe.

Jasmine Yale listened to Peyenne Jones’s grumbling for a while, then began to laugh heartily without any care.

“Hahaha, Peyenne, this young lad Lincoln is quite adorable.”

“He’s adorable?” Peyenne Jones spit out her drink in shock.

“Well, anyway, he’s quite different from the Lincoln Lamar we see on TV.”

On screen, Lincoln Lamar typically plays roles that are deep and filled with strategy, while in reality…

Hearing Peyenne Jones say so, he does seem quite adorable.

“Enough about that, I’ll just swallow my hardships alone.”

Peyenne Jones looked heartbroken, clutching at her chest.

“No, hahaha, am I not listening?”

“I’ll need to leave soon because I have to accompany him for a night shoot later.

I’ll just have a bit more food and then take off.”

“That sounds really exhausting.”

“Don’t remind me, don’t remind me…” Peyenne Jones lamented.

She quickly ate some of her favorite dishes. “Jasmine, go home by yourself later, be careful on the road.”

“Alright, you take care too.”

“I’ll be fine, Lincoln Lamar is sending someone to pick me up.”

“Really? It seems like Lincoln Lamar is quite meticulous.”

“Don’t praise him… Look, speak of the devil and he shall appear.”

Peyenne Jones pointed to a silver Range Rover outside the restaurant, she hung her head, almost resting it on the table.

God knows how unwilling she was to go to the set…

God knows how reluctant she was to see Lincoln Lamar…

But, considering the considerable salary, she put up with it.

Endure, endure, endure!

“So, Peyenne, will you be coming back later tonight?” Jasmine Yale asked while biting into a grape.

“I won’t be able to, the scene tonight is crucial.” Peyenne Jones blinked, “You could have a man spend the night at your place though.”

“Psh, am I that sort of person?”

“Hahaha, Jasmine, it’s alright, young and fresh, you deserve it.”

Jasmine Yale picked up a grape and pretended to throw it at Peyenne Jones.

Peyenne Jones dodged with a laugh and gave her a heart gesture.

She then got into Lincoln Lamar’s driver’s car and left.

Once again, the restaurant was left with only Jasmine Yale, feeling bored and aimless.

She was unable to keep eating after a few bites, sitting alone and peeling grapes to eat.

The grapes at the end of summer were sweet, not sour or bitter.

It was just half past six now, and it was still light outside.

This little girl Peyenne, she didn’t even eat that much either.

Jasmine Yale felt bored eating alone, she had half a small bowl of grapes, clapped her hands clean, and stood up.

The sunset gradually went down, the evening lights came on, and night fell.

Jasmine Yale didn’t want to go home so early and decided to take a stroll around the street with her bag on her back.

This place wasn’t far from where she rented, neither was it particularly busy. However, it was just after peak hour and there were lots of cars on the road. Jasmine Yale walked along the sidewalk, counting the street lamps as she went along.

One, two, three…

The street lamps brightly lit the road, and her shadow was elongated by the lights, solitary and lonely.

Last time in the hotel, Lana Fern had another cup of hot cocoa spilled on her by her, but Lana Fern didn’t seem to have sought trouble afterward.

It was best if she didn’t look for trouble, every encounter was always a situation where both sides were hurt.

This Lana Fern, as long as she didn’t apologize for a day, Jasmine determined not to speak to her properly.

“Sister, big sister!”

Just as Jasmine Yale was deep in thought, suddenly, it seemed like someone was calling out to her.

Big sister? Were they calling her?

The voice was clear and young, who?

Jasmine Yale turned her head..

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