Giving in to Her Rebellious Streak

Chapter 113

Yasmin froze at the sight of Giselle.

Blake had spent nearly 200 million dollars to purchase the villa for Giselle, yet he had refused to return her father's house to her.

Yasmin felt a stab of pain in her chest as she realized how generous Blake was to his first love.

Looking around, she noticed the similarities between villas No. 10 and No. 8, which made her miss her father even more.

She slowly made her way to the backyard, where Giselle was enjoying some dessert.

Giselle smiled when she noticed her. "This villa is a gift from Blake. Isn't it pretty?"

"Yeah, it is," Yasmin replied absentmindedly.

Giselle then asked, "I heard your family used to live in No. 8. Didn't Blake give you that villa after the divorce?"

Yasmin didn't want to answer the question, so she handed the handbag instead. "Ms. O'Shea, this is the bag you ordered. I've only used it once. You can inspect it yourself."

If she hadn't scratched it during that one time, Yasmin could have sold the bag for over 300 thousand dollars.

"Bring it to me." Giselle waved Yasmin closer.

Yasmin walked over and lifted the bag.

Giselle didn't take it. Instead, she peered at the bag in the box and let Yasmin continue holding it. "Why are you selling the bag? Are you short on money?"

"Yeah, kind of," Yasmin answered, feeling her blisters starting to hurt again.

Giselle pretended not to notice Yasmin's pain and nonchalantly suggested, "Why don't I introduce you to a part-time job? I heard you know how to play the piano. Why don't you come and perform during my birthday? I'll pay you 50 thousand a night."

"No, thanks. I'm quite busy lately." Yasmin declined with a smile.

She was mildly surprised to realize that the coming Saturday was already Giselle's birthday.

"Is it too little? Then, how about 100 thousand a night? I just want you to play the piano while Blake and I share a dance."

Giselle was clearly trying to humiliate Yasmin.

After all, she was requesting Yasmin to play the piano while the latter's husband danced with another woman.

Feeling irked, Yasmin was about to refuse when she heard Giselle ask, "What brings you here, Blake?"

Yasmin glanced over and saw a pair of long legs. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

Blake was wearing a black suit as he walked over with a bag of supplements. "I brought you some supplements."

Yasmin naturally stood aside.

Blake, not sparing her a glance, sat down next to Giselle. In a smooth voice, he said, "These are for your health. Remember to take them every day."

"I haven't even finished the ones you brought last time," Giselle complained tenderly. "Blake, didn't you give Yasmin an alimony? She's resorted to selling handbags now."

Hearing this, Yasmin's chest tightened.

Blake turned his head, his gaze landing on the bag Yasmin was holding.

Giselle continued, "Yasmin was married to you for two years. Now that you're divorced, she's just an orphan again. How is she going to survive without alimony?"

Blake chuckled coldly in response. "She doesn't need me."

"What do you mean?"

"Don't you know? She's been growing closer to Erik recently. I don't have anything to worry about with him around."

"I see." Giselle nodded and turned to Yasmin. "Yasmin, the bag is fine. You can leave it here. I'll buy it."

"Okay." Maintaining a smile, Yasmin put the bag down and turned to leave.

Suddenly, Giselle recalled something and called, "Oh, what do you say about the gig at my birthday party?"

Blake glanced at Giselle. "What gig?"

"Well, Yasmin seems to need money desperately, so I figured I'd invite her to play the piano at my birthday party. I'd pay her 50 thousand dollars in return. This way, I can help her at the same time."