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Sylvan Cheney heard her tidying up things outside.

Jasmine Yale put down her bag, unceremoniously, “Then fine, please hurry up, Mr. Cheney!”

“A man, can’t be rushed.”

“!!!” Jasmine was going crazy! She pulled at her hair exasperatedly!

When did Sylvan Cheney learn to make risque jokes?

In her mind, he had always been very serious.

At least, he was incredibly serious three years ago.

Even when she climbed into his bed that time, she was the one who had initiated.

Of course, he could’ve been pretending too.

At ten forty-five, Sylvan Cheney walked out from the bathroom.

He was already dressed neatly, with a refined aura about him, calm expression, and towering frame.

“I’m leaving.” He picked up his suit.

“Yeah.” Jasmine didn’t look up.

Sylvan Cheney’s gaze lingered on her for a few seconds.

Then he turned around and left.

Only when the door closed did Jasmine Yale raise her head.

His scent lingered in the air, and somehow, Jasmine felt a sourness in her nose.

A bitter taste spread in her throat.

After a while, she got up and headed for the bathroom.

Inside, everything was neat and clean, only the mist hadn’t completely cleared yet, blurring the mirror.

She picked up the facial cleanser on the sink, ready to pour some in her palm- With a glance down, she saw a glimpse of brilliant, transparent green hidden among a pile of skincare products.

She put down the cleanser, reached out, and picked up the object.

This-

It was the jade bead bracelet she had returned to him.

The bracelet was damp, appearing more fresh and radiant, emitting a dim luster like the bright moon.

Jasmine Yale wiped the mist lightly and held the bracelet in her palm.

It was still so beautiful, but unfortunately, it was not hers.

Why did he carry the bracelet with him today? Was he going to give it to Yolanda Fern?

Then forget it, and it fell here?

Although Jasmine Yale knew that this bracelet was valuable, she didn’t want to take anything from Sylvan Cheney.

In the past, she only fought with him because she was drunk and resented him for not giving her a birthday present.

She immediately called Sylvan Cheney.

“Mr. Cheney, you’ve left something at my place.”

Sitting in the back seat of the Rolls-Royce, Sylvan Cheney had his eyes closed, “What is it.”

“That bracelet that I returned to you.”

“Oh.”

Um? No reaction?

“Mr. Cheney, find a time to come and pick it up, or I can send it to you. By the way, I haven’t sent you this month’s protection. You should need it. The money I spent on your card last time, I’ll pay you back soon.”

Sylvan Cheney frowned, he spoke three words, and she said a bunch?

Such a chatterbox.

“Mr. Cheney?” Jasmine Yale didn’t hear Sylvan Cheney speak, and she raised her voice again.

“I can hear you.”

“Oh, then what’s your decision? Should someone come here to pick it up, or should I bring it to you?” Jasmine Yale asked again.

“This bracelet was a gift from the abbot when I visited the temple.” Sylvan Cheney changed his tone, deep and solemn.

“Huh?” Jasmine Yale said, pausing.

“It’s called ‘Green Sea and Blue Sky’, pure and spotless, it can only stay with the first girl who touched it.”

“What?” Jasmine Yale was suddenly baffled.

“It’s a gesture of reverence towards Buddhist Law.”

“Oh… so… I have to keep it?”

“Yes.” There was an undeniable command in Sylvan Cheney’s tone.

“Then why don’t you keep it?”

“It’s a bracelet meant for girls to wear.”

“Oh…” Jasmine Yale looked down, touching the bracelet..