Chapter 7
Author: Ameiry Savar
last update2025-09-23 08:55:53

Jasmine looked at the woman from head to toe. She looked at Carl.

“Who is she, Carl?”

Carl sighed. He turned to Sofia, but Jasmine grabbed his arm again.

“Don’t you dare turn away from me! Who is she? And why does she interfere with us?” she demanded.

Sofia’s eyebrow arched high, her smirk sharp enough to cut glass.

“Who am I? This man—” she strode forward and pulled Carl away from Jasmine, linking her arm possessively through Carl’s, “—is with me.”

She leaned closer, her voice deliberately sweet. “Sorry for keeping you waiting.”

Jasmine’s lips parted in shock. Never in her life had she seen another woman dare approach Carl like that. For years, he had belonged only to her. The sight rattled her in ways she didn’t want to admit. Michael, too, stiffened, a flash of envy sparking in his chest at the sight of the stunning Sofia clinging to Carl’s side.

Michael gave a mocking chuckle. “Miss, don’t you know who that man is? He’s an ex-convict!”

Sofia only rolled her eyes, tossi
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