It'll Come Naturally

"Daddy, how did you manage to come here?" Jasmine asked as she reached her daddy. She jumped at him in joy and hugged his muscular waist with her short arms.

"I was on the way back after negotiating some business, honey. Since your school is on the way, I decided to pick you up on the way home," Edward reached with his hand and began to smooth her disheveled hair from all the running and jumping. He then lowered his head and gave her forehead a light kiss.

"Then let's hurry! Before mommy finds out that you picked me up," Jasmine hastily opened the door on the passenger side and got into the car. She dreaded her mother's punishments, especially the long distance running.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

"Woah, take it easy! Your mommy went to a subordinate company and won't be back tonight," Edward said as he shook his head with a wry smile on the corners of his mouth. He wondered why his daughter feared only her mother and no one else.

"Really? Daddy, that's great news!" Jasmine went wild as soon as she heard Daisy was absent. Since she was the only person in the family who could suppress her, she could play as much as she wanted.

"My little angel, is your mother that scary?" Edward asked the question after he saw the relief in Jasmine's face. He hadn't been able to understand why she feared Daisy so much. He had also scolded her at times, but she didn't fear him like she feared her mother. "Of course! One look from her turns my blood to ice," Jasmine couldn't help but shiver at the memory, as if Daisy was looking at her right now.

"Aren't you exaggerating a bit?" Edward frowned upon learning how her daughter felt. He didn't have the same feeling.

"I'm telling the truth. You're not me, how can you possibly understand?!" Jasmine pouted, trying her hardest to be cute.

"You'd better never say that to your mommy, or she'll be upset," Edward reminded his daughter. He knew Daisy quite well. Despite her position of Major General, which commanded respect and fear, she was still a woman. She wouldn't feel okay knowing her own daughter feared her that much.

"I know. I may not be as good as Justin in studying, but I'm not stupid," Jasmine started rummaging through the car's drawers, looking for something to eat. She knew her daddy always had something to eat tucked away in the car.

"I know you're not stupid, you just don't like studying," Edward quipped. This little girl liked being together with her grandfather. She was likely to be the leader of The Mayfly. To be honest, Edward had been opposed to that in the beginning, but his daughter was adamant in pursuing it. After weighing the pros and cons, he finally gave up preventing her, because he knew that it might be easy to stop the body, but there was no stopping the heart.

"Hee! Daddy knows me best," Jasmine found her favorite brand of cookies by the box and began wolfing it down without hesitation.

"Of course. I'm Edward Mu," Edward said proudly as he beamed at his daughter. His eyes then turned back towards the road. His little angel was taking more after his wife as time went by. The only difference between the two women in his life, was that Jasmine was more lively and sunny, so she came across as more charming.

"You bragged again! When will you ever be modest, daddy?" Jasmine looked more like an lively, ordinary little girl than a soft, spoiled rich kid, just as Daisy wanted.

"Why do I have to be modest? I know that you know how amazing your daddy is," Edward's appearance might have stayed pristine over the years, but one thing was for sure, his skin had only gone thicker.

"Let's change the topic. Now that mommy is away, can I please, please go to The Mayfly to play? Please, daddy?" Jasmine pleaded. Her eyes turned into a puppy's. She loved The Mayfly so much, because it was like the place was built just for her. She was interested in everything there.

"That's not up to me. You know this. You need to ask your grandpa," Edward reminded, his eyes firmly planted on the road. Although he was Jonathan's son, he had never, in all his life, been at The Mayfly. That was why he didn't even know the exact location of the place. Jasmine was an different case altogether, she practically lived there.

"Grandpa won't say no, so I know I can go there," Jasmine rubbed her hands together to get rid of the cookie crumbs. She wasn't very fastidious.

While focusing on getting her daughter safely home, Edward had a complex train of thoughts just going around and around his mind. He knew clearly that once Jasmine chose the Mayfly, there was no going back. Life there was hardly easy. That was exactly why her grandfather trained her so hard. The harder he was towards her now, the lighter the weight on her future will be.

"The Mayfly" might sound like a name for an average nightclub or entertainment venue, but it actually belonged to an organization that both the government and the local underworld thought twice to deal with. It had the qualities of both good and evil. This gray area was a difficult concept to grasp for ordinary people.

Nobody could ever find the headquarters of the Mayfly if they didn't previously know about it. Since it was located deep in the mountains, a natural forest surrounded the place. A guide was needed to get to the place. When the entrance was closed, nobody could ever imagine that there was a stronghold holding hundreds of experts beneath their feet.

Needless to say, it took a lot of labor and financial resources to even build such a place, hence it was strong and magnificent. A whole mountain was hollowed out and a complicated cave was carved within. Anybody who didn't know this would see the place as an ordinary mountain.

In fact, there were often only a few people in the Mayfly, because their agents had to perform tasks in the outside world most of the time. They would get together only to discuss important mission parameters. Jasmine spent half of her childhood there, where she was trained in advanced combat skills, escape routes and various advanced weaponry.

In the beginning, she had aspired to become a military officer like her mother, but later she realized that she only loved the righteous passion of the military, but not the rigid structure it was built upon. She thought it was severely limiting of one's freedom. In light of this, she chose the Mayfly without hesitation.

When Jasmine reached the age of sixteen, she had become an agent of incomparable expertise; A master of disguise and skill. She learned many practical skills and knowledge, though her school grades remained average at best. After all these years, her school record showed no improvement. Even Daisy, who hadn't paid much attention to her daughter's grades, started to worry. Jasmine would be taking college application exams in two years time. How could she ever be admitted to a good university with such an average school record?