At Declan's villa…
Declan lowered his eyes toward Yasmin. His pleasant smile slowly faded as he looked at her worried appearance.
"What?"
"Natasha was talking about Earl," Yasmin said anxiously.
"Hmm…" Declan's lips curled. "She was ranting about her boyfriend! There is no doubt that Natasha is quite bossy. I won't be wrong if I call her arrogant. And Earl is the polar opposite of her… sigh… Poor Earl… I feel sorry for him."
Yasmin twitched her mouth, looking at his mocking smile. "You will feel sorry for yourself," she grunted and pinched him in the arm.
"Ouch…" He grimaced and rubbed his arm.
"You are calling my sister arrogant! How could you?" She pinched him again, this time in the waist. "It is you who is arrogant here. You didn't even care about your brother's prestige. Ruthless tyrant."
She turned around and crossed her arms across her breastbone, fuming.
"Yasmin…" Declan held her shoulder and tried to turn her.
