```"Jasmine Clark!"
Jasmine Clark had already hung up the phone and with a smack, threw the cell phone to the ground.
The cell phone immediately shattered into pieces, and as if not yet satisfied, she started the car and ran over it.
The phone couldn't withstand the crushing weight of the car, and was instantly smashed to bits!
She gripped the steering wheel tightly, her temples pulsing, tears still reddening her eyes, yet her knuckles turned white with fierce rage.
When she was Enna Clark's sister, he really liked her?
Better to just tell her straight that he never liked her at all, that would be less painful!
Who wants to be the sister of a child born to a mistress!
She, Jasmine Clark, doesn't need that!
Even if William Sullivan didn't like her, she didn't need to be noticed by him just because she was that mistress's sister!
Enna Clark... Enna Clark...
The words from the airport ground staff flashed through her mind.
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