So when Mayor Smith came to him about this matter, he didn't think too much, he just wanted to resolve it quickly.
Now, when Enna suddenly questioned him, he recalled what Jasmine had said to him before, and an inexplicable anger surged in him. He said somberly, "If Mayor Smith said so, it must be true. If there was nothing wrong, people wouldn't know about you since you just came back to the country."
Enna's heart turned cold, and she hooked the corner of her mouth, suddenly laughing, "Why does he know me? Didn't Jasmine tell you?"
Jasmine's face stiffened, and she retorted sharply, "What do you mean? If you want to say something, say it. Don't drag me into it."
"You should know very well what I mean. Weren't you at the Money House that day?" Enna didn't want to endure anymore. Why should she? In this family, there wasn't a single person who treated her like a family member. She didn't need to live as a submissive, white lotus.
