He turned his face slightly away.
Jasmine Yale's focus was completely on Kamila Zahir, ignoring Sylvan Cheney.
"Ah!"
When her dress was fully stripped off, Kamila Zahir screamed! Her face turned beet red from humiliation, yet she dare not move.
Jasmine's gun was still pointed at her head!
"Miss, Miss... if... if... you like this dress... the... then... take it... but... but... can you let me go... I really don't know how I ended up here... I really don't..."
Kamila Zahir had an innocent face, her big eyes appealing for mercy.
Jasmine scoffed.
She's indeed so innocent! So naive!
No idea how she got up here, no idea how she ended up falling at Sylvan's feet.
She's really so innocent!
The same as before!
Once, when Kamila and Jasmine were fighting, Jasmine's father happened to pass by.
Kamila immediately let go, then started to cry: "Dad, my sister hits me, I don't know why I upset her, but she hits me..."
Obviously, Kamila was fine later.
