"Don't worry, I have my pot of cooked up plans with me and this time– smirking her lips, she added, "the Carlos are gonna hear from me"
....
8:10pm
Derek's apartment
Tossing her purple purse on the couch, "oh my God, am famished" walking towards the fridge, jasmine grabbed a can of cold energy drink.
Gulping everything in one go, she sighed, "ahh, damn that was a weird one, it's like I just ran a marathon." She chuckled and head towards the kitchen.
...
Kitchen
"Hmm let me see what my son's so called fiancee prepared for dinner" opening the pot, jasmine widen her eyes in shock when she found almost all the pots on the cabinet empty.
"Huh? She didn't prepare anything?" Gritting her teeths and clenching her hands into a fist, "Miranda! Miranda! Miranda!"
When there was no answer, she frowned confusedly, "where's this retired prostitute? And what was she busy doing the entire day that she couldn't make up something for dinner?"
Rubbing her stomach, jasmine groan in hunger, "Ugh my belly is empty, am super hungry, there's not even a single cooked food in this mansion not even one in the refrigerator. Everything is just raw, I would have prepared an instant noodles but I don't wanna stain my newly polished nails."
"This girl is just a pain in my ass, she couldn't prepare a common dinner, now tell me what am I gonna eat? Infact forget about me, what is my son gonna eat when he gets back?" Pausing for a while, she added, "I know what to do, I'll order some chicken pizza for Derek and I excluding Miranda"
Rolling her eyes, she cupped her cheeks and walked out of the kitchen to go upstairs.
...
Passage way upstairs
"Stupid girl, she wants me to die of hunger, Infact I should be thanking my stars, she didn't prepare anything like in those times when she cooks tasteless meals. Ugh she's just a waste bin and– jasmine stopped midway when she started heard a familiar voice screaming and moaning her son's name.
Frowning confusedly, jasmine traced the sound of the voice. "Huh? Isn't that Miranda's voice?" Stopping at the doorpost, she added, "she's busy having sex with my son when she haven't prepared dinner yet? Did she want to murder me from hunger? Am I not too young to die at the age of 47? When my husband is still alive?"
Clenching her hands into a fist, jasmine gritted her teeths, "am gonna deal with you Miranda, just complete your sex thing and then you'll come and get a renowned bonus slap from me"
Jasmine dashed into Miranda's room, scattering the whole place in search of something.
"Where is it? Where did that retired harlot kept the spell potion she casted on my son?" Opening the wardrobe, she tossed the whole clothes down, "this girl is never gonna be accepted into this family! I wonder why Derek would go to a clubhouse of harlot and picked one as his fiancee!"
"Out of all the single ladies in Los Angeles California, infact in the whole of USA, he decided to pick an harlot whom has been eaten up by different men! She– jasmine stopped midway with her eyes and mouth wide open in shock when she saw a certificate which looks more like a wedding certificate.