Giving in to Her Rebellious Streak

Chapter 100

Yasmin shook her head. "Not yet."

They started ordering food.

Yasmin texted Ivan on her cell phone. "I let my staff place their orders first."

"Alright, go ahead. I just finished an interview and am on my way."

Yasmin put down her phone and told the others, "Mr. Burke said he's on his way. Let's start eating."

As she finished speaking, the waiter entered with the food. She even brought a bottle of fine foreign liquor.

Yasmin looked at it. "I didn't order this bottle of wine."

"It is a gift from a lady. She asked me to wish you a happy divorce!" The waiter had delivered the message, unaware of her situation.

Yasmin's expression turned cold. She picked up the bottle and asked, "And who might this lady be?"

"She didn't tell me her name."

"Was she pale and wearing a white dress?"

"Yes, that's her." The waiter nodded.

It had to be Giselle. She sent the bottle of wine to irritate her.

Yasmin stood up. "What room is she in?"

The waiter replied, "She's from room 106."

When Yasmin got the room number, she held the bottle of wine and turned to Eunice. "Eunice, wait for Mr. Burke. I'll return the bottle to her."

Yasmin left the private room, went downstairs, and pushed open the door to room 106.

Inside were several men. They gave off an air of unpleasantness.

"Hey, if it isn't my niece, Yasmin?" The man speaking was named Caleb Zimmer. He sat in the middle of the group and appeared to be in his 50s.

When Yasmin saw him, she turned to leave.

He was one of Stuart's enemies. Caleb had a grudge against Stuart.

"Get her!" Caleb ordered. It seemed that he had anticipated her visit.

Someone blocked the door.

Yasmin's face faltered. She turned her head and asked, "Caleb, what are you doing?"

"Yasmin, I heard you divorced Mr. Ford." Caleb smiled and released the woman in his arms. His look was suggestive.

"How did he know?" Yasmin thought.

Yasmin was startled and turned to say, "Who told you that?"

She couldn't admit it. If Stuart's enemies knew that she was divorced, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"I have my sources." Caleb stared at the face he had longed to see. He approached her and cupped her face.

"Your skin is very soft. Yasmin, I've wanted to know more about you ever since I saw you at your birthday party." He grinned. "How about staying here tonight and having a few drinks with me?" This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"I'd rather not," Yasmin said and tried to leave.

Caleb grabbed her.

Yasmin felt nauseous. She shook off his hand. "Get away from me!"

"Don't go, Yasmin." Caleb grabbed her hair and forced her to drink from a bottle of wine.

Tears welled in Yasmin's eyes as her mouth filled with alcohol.

"Drink up, Yasmin. Don't let it go to waste..." Caleb held her as he poured more alcohol for her.

As she began to get drunk, he ordered the others to leave.

Only the two of them remained in the private room.

Caleb dragged her onto the couch. He held her in his arms and touched her waist.

"A few years can really make a difference. Your skin is so smooth." Caleb looked at her flushed face.

He lowered his head, ready to kiss her.