Chapter 16

Chapter 16

“This is my home. I can be here whenever I want,” Blake said sarcastically.

Yasmin glared at him. She shoved him away at the thought of the current state of their relationship.

Blake sta ggered backward from the force. He looked at her and asked coldly, “What was that for?”

“We’re getting divorced soon,” she said in a low voice.

Blake sneered. “I seriously doubt that. You were all about moving out yesterday, yet you’re back

here today. Is that how someone who wants a divorce acts?”

Yasmin couldn’t be bothered to argue with him over this. The more she said, the more he’d want to

quarrel with her. She zipped up her dress and walked out.

“Yasmin Starr!” Blake’s eyes flashed as he strode after her and grabbed her arm. “Aren’t you just

throwing a fuss to catch my attention? What do you want? Does your uncle want money from me, or

is he interested in another project?

Yasmin looked up at him. Her uncle constantly sucked up to him to the best of his abilities, so to

Blake, everyone in the Starr family was no different from leeches.

“No, I don’t want anything from you. I just want a divorce. To prevent further

misunderstandings, I’ll say this once more-I’ve decided to get a divorce, and I mean it. I might return

tonight, but only because I need to collect all my stuff.

“I hope you’ll stay out of the house when the time comes. From now on, we should avoid seeing

each other,” Yasmin said c oolly.

Blake looked like he could murder someone. Yasmin curtsied for him and said, “Thanks for taking

care of me for the past two years, Blake. Bye.”

She took her drafts and left the room without another look at him. Blake watched her leave. Where

was she going with those drafts and dressed so nicely?

As he pondered this, Malcolm walked into the room after knocking on the door. “We should head to

NAS Group now, Mr. Ford. Today’s the day they’re soliciting new designs.”

“Okay.” Blake changed into a suit before leaving the house.

+15 BONUS

Yasmin hailed a cab to NAS Group after leaving the villa. She was almost late and told herself to

hurry up as she ran toward the building after getting out of the cab. As she tottered forward in her

heels, a sudden gust of wind bl

drafts out of her hands. They landed by

the building’s entrance.

the

Yasmin looked anxious as she bent down to pick them up. Suddenly, a Bentley pulled up before her.

Then, a pair of feet in leather shoes stepped out of the car and onto her drafts.

She stared at the shoes for a while. Before she could do anything, the man bent down to pick the

drafts up before handing them to her. His tone was gentle as he asked, “Are these yours?

Yasmin looked up. The man looked to be about 27 or 28. He had a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on,

and his suit was neatly pressed. He gave off a sort of charisma that only mature men had.

It stunned Yasmin for a while. Then, she accepted the drafts from him. “Thank you.”

“Keep a good grip on them. The wind’s pretty strong here.” With that, the man strode into NAS

Group’s building.

“Mr. Burke.” As soon as he entered the building, a female secretary strode forward to greet him.

Ivan Burke nodded as he walked into the president’s elevator. “I heard that Yasmin Starr of Erinnyes

is here today?”

“Yes, sir.” The secretary nodded.

Ivan’s eyes flickered. “Take her to my office when she arrives. I want to meet her in person.”

“Yes, sir!” The secretary didn’t dare to probe further. She backed away when they reached the top

floor.

Then, Yasmin received word that the president of NAS Group wanted to see her in person. The

secretary came to receive her. She said respectfully, “Ms. Starr, Mr. Burke has a deep admiration for

your work and wants to meet you in person. Please, come with me.”

Yasmin was dumbfounded. Was she that great? Could a few of her drafts really win the attention of

NAS Group’s president and reach the depths of his soul?