More than ten minutes had passed since Jasmine arrived at her ancestral home for breakfast and her grandfather was yet to arrive. She wished she could say that it was because he wasn't a morning person but that's not so.
From what she heard from the nosy house helps, it's because of an important phone call he received from the Lazmado family.
The Lazmado family third her family in wealth in the city. They are an important figure in the city and her grandfather has been gunning for a business merger with them hoping to ensure their power don't decline.
A dream Jasmine found to be quite admirable if it wasn't keeping her from her food. "Is breakfast happening?" she asked.
Her aunt, Helena raised her eyes at her and shot her a death glare. Jasmine raised her hands in submission, she wasn't looking to start world war three before eating something.
