Fated love: the unwanted bride

The man pounced on Jasmine Yale, making the narrow edge of the pool even more cramped.

Jasmine Yale dodged, "Vice President, I hope you can respect me, and also respect yourself. We’ll be working together in the future, and it won’t look good for anyone if this blows up. At most, I lose a job, but you, you’ve already climbed so high, you don’t want to fall, do you?"

"Don’t pretend, everyone knows the industry rules. You’re new and inexperienced, I don’t blame you; I can teach you slowly. For a woman in this industry, there are only two ways to get promoted. Do you want me to teach you?" The man leered at Jasmine Yale, laughing exaggeratedly.

Jasmine Yale was cornered by him, not daring to breathe, just trying to calm her nerves.

"You’ve had too much to drink, we need to go back to the private room. This is the women’s restroom, anyone could walk in at any time." Jasmine Yale didn’t lose her temper, suppressing her emotions.

In this industry, such things are unavoidable. She can’t fall out with people every single time.

"You haven’t heard how brother will teach you. Listen carefully, for a woman in the financial circle, there are two ways." The greasy middle-aged man stuck out two fingers, smiling meaningfully, "One is having someone above, and two is having someone above. Got it? Young girl, learn well from brother, and you’ll have smooth sailing, saving you many years of struggle."

Jasmine Yale sneered.

"Are you shy here?" The man began to grope again, "If you’re shy, come to brother’s room tonight, it’s in this hotel, room 1389, remember? 1389, follow brother, and you won’t suffer any losses, guaranteed to make you comfortable."

The man put his arm around Jasmine Yale’s shoulder, pressing her against the wall.

"Get lost!"

Suddenly, Jasmine Yale lifted her leg powerfully, kicking his kneecap, and pushed him away forcefully, running straight out of the restroom!

Outside the restroom was a long, dimly lit corridor.

A carpet covered the floor, and when Jasmine Yale ran out, there wasn’t a sound.

The man wasn’t willing to let it go. Not only did he not let it go, he became enraged.

He ran out, fueled by alcohol, grabbing Jasmine Yale from behind as she exited, pushing her into a corner and starting to tear at her clothes.

Jasmine Yale was wearing a black thin sweater, and in the struggle, her fair shoulder was exposed!

"Let me go!"

"If you don’t accept a toast, you’ll drink a forfeit. I’ll have you right here!" The man was bold, used to such things, forcefully tearing at Jasmine Yale’s clothes, cursing as he did, "Stop pretending to be pure, you’re not a virgin, why act chaste? You secretly want me. The benefits I offer don’t tempt you? Fifty thousand for a night with you isn’t enough? Bah, I’m doing you a favor, see how I’ll handle you!"

"Let me go, I’ll call for help."

"Scream all you want, even if you report it to the police I don’t fear you! Pretending again, one time won’t kill you." The man’s face was ugly, pulling at Jasmine Yale’s sweater, cursing loudly.

Her clothes were in disarray.

Jasmine Yale’s vision darkened, scattered shadows flickered unpredictably.

Her hands were held up by the man, her whole body pressed against the wall.

Jasmine Yale’s ears were filled with the scent of alcohol; she struggled, curling her knees, barely able to hear the man’s cursing, her ears buzzing with noise.

"Tear" ——

The sound of the black pencil skirt ripping.

Jasmine Yale’s knee was pinned by the man’s leg, unable to move.

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