Fated love: the unwanted bride

He opened his arms, looking at Jasmine Yale: "Come on, there’s still time to come to me now. What I’ve promised you, you won’t lack anything. Marriage, status, money, and I’ll be good to your daughter too. You have to trust me. Come on, come into my arms."

Jasmine Yale was in a daze, unable to clearly hear what he was saying.

But she wouldn’t go with him.

She shook her head, continuously shaking her head.

"Hah, still not willing to come? Baby. Can this man give you what I’ve promised? Think clearly, you can’t run away."

Navy Caddel got closer and closer, as if he was about to snatch Jasmine Yale away.

As he approached, Jasmine Yale trembled more fiercely.

In an instant, Sylvan Cheney said in a deep voice, "Hold me tight."

After speaking, he placed Jasmine Yale on the ground, almost simultaneously pulling out a gun from his pocket, aiming it precisely at Navy Caddel’s temple.

His finger was on the trigger, his gaze filled with a vicious coldness.

The faces of several bodyguards changed, and in an instant, they all raised their guns.

Navy Caddel’s expression changed too, lowering his hands, he chuckled awkwardly: "Is there a need for this? It’s unnecessary. I already said, just a woman, brother, tell me, what’s your purpose in taking her? I couldn’t find any boyfriend of hers."

"I said she’s my woman, and I won’t allow others to touch her, understand?"

"Hah, put down the gun, let’s talk it out." Navy Caddel looked at Sylvan Cheney.

The cold feeling of the gun barrel on his temple was not a good feeling.

"Get out of my way, or I’ll blow Navy Caddel’s brains out!" Sylvan Cheney’s icy gaze swept over the bodyguards in front of him.

The men looked at each other, without daring to loosen their vigilance, with the black gun barrels all pointed at Sylvan Cheney.

Navy Caddel waved his hand: "Put the guns down, don’t harm the peace."

"Move!" Sylvan Cheney shouted coldly.

The bodyguards made way, voluntarily opening up the exit.

Sylvan Cheney’s gun was still aimed at Navy Caddel’s temple: "Don’t think about her again, or I can’t guarantee I’ll be this good-tempered next time. Also, she’s not your woman, you’re not worthy of her."

Jasmine Yale was already unconscious, with only the effects of the drug controlling her body.

Her entire body was unbearably hot, she originally had her arm around Sylvan Cheney’s arm, but it slowly moved down... His neck was very cool, she liked this coolness, she wanted more.

Her face was pressed against his chest, constantly rubbing, the drug effects growing stronger, her fingers unconsciously tugging at his shirt.

"Uncomfortable..." her flushed face, her brows furrowed tightly, took a long time to utter two words.

Her voice was very light, but Sylvan Cheney heard it.

He still had the gun aimed at Navy Caddel, walking towards the exit while keeping a close eye on Navy Caddel.

Navy Caddel’s eyes moved, the glint of shrewdness flashing under his glasses.

Just as he was about to tell the bodyguards to pull a trick and shoot, Will Caddel came out, his cold eyes looking at Navy Caddel: "Let them go!"

Will Caddel’s voice undoubtedly stirred up another wave.

Navy Caddel squinted at his oldest son, while Sylvan Cheney gave Will Caddel a glance, the corner of his lips a sarcastic and icy arc, his eyes full of contempt.

Jasmine Yale heard Will Caddel’s voice even in her confused state, but she didn’t have the strength to look over, she was very uncomfortable...

Sylvan Cheney put away the gun.

Once again picking up Jasmine Yale, he quickly walked towards the exit.

"President Caddel," a bodyguard’s voice sounded behind, "Chase them?"

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