"Mom, being a server does come with its perks, maybe she knows something!"
Kamila Zahir immediately gestured to Nancy Emmett.
Nancy Emmett listened, to her it seemed reasonable enough.
"Ahem." Nancy Emmett shifted her gaze and lightly cleared her throat, "What do you do, miss?"
Jasmine Yale smirked. It seemed they had not recognized her.
Well, it had been fifteen years.
Everyone had changed.
"Me? I'm a mistress."
Jasmine Yale took off her headphones, her smile captivating and sexy.
As expected, Nancy Emmett's facial expression changed.
However, it was just for a moment, her smile quickly returning.
"You do have a strange sense of humor, miss." Nancy Emmett laughed, she had never met such a poor mistress before.
"I'm Nancy Emmett, everyone calls me Aunt Gari. When I was young, I was the leading actress in a drama troupe, and later starred in many TV dramas."
Jasmine Yale scoffed.
Many TV dramas? A star?
