She was very fond of the Blue Demoness, as was her mother.
But the Blue Demoness has always been expensive, her mother seldom bought it, and she never saw her father give it to her mother.
As a child, she saw the Blue Demoness only in her mother's paintings, the image of the flower deeply imprinted in her mind.
It was enchanting without being voluptuous, coolly beautiful without appearing aloof.
Such a beautiful flower.
"Can I try it?" asked Jasmine Yale.
The salesperson shook her head: "Sorry, miss, you cannot."
"Can I take a photograph? I really like it, from the moment I first set eyes on it." Jasmine Yale pleaded.
"That is allowed."
Jasmine Yale took a few photos with her phone.
She would show them to SJC later, who knows, he might be rich and powerful enough to be able to buy it.
Obviously, the ordinary person wouldn't be able to buy this ring.
"What is this one called?" asked Jasmine Yale curiously.
