Fated love: the unwanted bride

“Tsk tsk, does Miss Yale enjoy breaking promises? Being untrustworthy… it’s not a good habit.”

Joe Heath stood in front of her, narrowing his eyes as he took a thorough look at her from head to toe.

A white shirt, a denim jacket, denim pants.

Today’s outfit was not as flattering as that day but had its own charm.

Most importantly, that face was unforgettable.

Not seductive, not enchanting, but capable of toppling kingdoms and cities. Jasmine Yale felt uncomfortable under his gaze and retreated two steps back. “If I refuse to drink, does that mean I won’t be able to continue in this line of work?”

“It wouldn’t be that serious, at most you would not be accepted in enterprises in Landon. Rest assured, I haven’t got the influence to rule everything. Ah, but…” Joe Heath gave a subtle smile, “My older brother does have such influence. Our relationship is quite good.”

Jasmine Yale understood. If she dared refuse to drink, she would lose her job instantly.

Even being expelled from Landon is a possibility!

She immediately thought of Little Chaley…

If she lost her job, she wouldn’t be able to buy things for the little guy anymore.

She had promised to buy him all the best things.

Joe Heath tapped his fingers on the table, watching her silently without pressuring her.

“I’ll drink.”

Jasmine Yale picked up the tall glass on the table and tilted her head back!

A full glass of liquor!

She frowned, drinking it down one gulp at a time.

A little left in the glass, but her throat and stomach were already feeling upset.

Joe Heath clapped his hands, praising her.

“I appreciate Miss Yale for her flexibility and understanding of circumstances.” Joe Heath looked amused as he watched, his smile becoming more evident. “Cough cough.”

Very soon, after finishing a glass of alcohol, Jasmine Yale’s brows were knitted together, her face showing discomfort.

“Bang!”

She had forcefully thrown the glass aside!

In an instant, there were pieces scattered on the ground!

“I’ve finished drinking, cough,” Jasmine Yale couldn’t help but cover her mouth.

She felt awful, her stomach was churning as if on fire.

It had been a long time since she had drunk such a large glass of alcohol.

The most recent time was three years ago.

“Miss Yale, this wine I have is an aged Romane Canti, and you just drank it like that? Tsk tsk,” Joe Heath stared at her.

Jasmine Yale wasn’t knowledgeable about wine, but she’d heard of Romane Canti.

The wine was astonishingly expensive!

The glass she just drank, if it’s real, would probably worth a year of her salary. Capitalists! Damn capitalists!

“I’ve already drunk it, shall I spit it back out for you?” Jasmine Yale spoke coldly.

“No, no, I don’t care about the wine, but I’m a bit worried about you.” “Worrying about me yet making me drink? My, you certainly are a man of contradictions.”

Joe Heath immediately laughed.

What a sharp tongue she has.

“There are two more glasses,” said Joe Heath, “Actually you could beg me, I’m quite a kind-hearted person. If you begged me, we wouldn’t have to drink, we could start discussing partnership.”

“Cold-hearted snake!” Jasmine Yale couldn’t resist, the alcohol was already having some effect.

Her face was red, hands rested on the table.

Her stomach was really uncomfortable!

If she still had the control of her senses, she would’ve slammed the table and argued with him right then and there!

No matter what, she wouldn’t let herself be bullied.

“I’m a cold-hearted snake? You haven’t seen my older brother who’s even murdered people.” Joe Heath threatened her.

Just a little scare and the young girl will behave.

“Don’t give me an opportunity, otherwise I will retaliate,” Jasmine Yale glared at him, her eyes red.

“Don’t be like this, aren’t we friends? Remember when we first met at that party, it was so lovely..”