Jasmine stared at the hypocrites before her with little interest, they had gone behind her back to meet her father.
They want her out of her position. But instead of them going strong against her, they were arguing between themselves.
"Old fools!" She thought.
"I made myself clear the last time that I do not welcome any suggestions from you all.
All you know how to do is invest money into businesses, none of you can successfully run an enterprise.
Don't make me repeat myself, this is the last time I will be speaking about the L & S group" she warned and they went quiet.
They might be very vocal about their disapproval but they are all scared of the consequences.
No one was bold enough to face her head on, and that fact is well known to Jasmine.
"I don't support that" A voice broke the silence and everyone's gaze turned to the direction of the person.
Jasmine's mouth curves to the side in a sneer.
Brandon.
"It's not your place to support or disagree with anything" Jasmine replied as she sized him up.
He is her step brother, her step mother's son from her previous marriage.
Her frown deepened when a smirk appeared on his face.
He walked closer to her and bowed gently before proceeding to sit beside her.
"Father has given me his signed order to replace you from your current position so that you can focus on your marriage sister" he announced, loud enough for the rest of the people to hear and brought out a white envelope.
Jasmine did not bother to look at the paper and merely sit back.
"It seems Samantha is finally bringing out her claws". She thought pensively.
Ignoring the mocking gaze from everyone she left the meeting room, her expression grim when she got to the privacy of her office.
Everything seems to be going well until her grandfather decides to marry her off to the heir of the L&S group.
She was happy the plan had fallen through but now it seems someone else is pulling some strings in the shadows.
But who could it be?
"Ma'am, I received an email just now from the tax agency" Rachel announced suddenly.
She had knocked several times and her boss's usual response did not come until she had decided to come in and now she watched in silent bewilderment as she sat down staring blankly ahead.
"What does it say?" Jasmine asked, barely paying attention but she had heard her clearly.
"That we have two years worth of tax unpaid" she replied, her voice shaking.
That is a lot of money, she thought in fear.
"How is that possible?"
"I do not know".
"Get out" Jasmine ordered and she nodded before scrambling out.
She chuckled darkly to herself.
Only one person was prominent in her mind to be the mastermind behind all these.
Bane.
I will fucking kill you!.
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Jordan was brought out of his thoughts when Austin knocked loudly on the door before rushing in.
"Have you seen the news?" He asked in excitement.
"What news?"
Jordan had spent most of the morning thinking about one person.
Her hazel eyes that stare with little to no emotions in them.
Jasmine.
He had always been indifferent about every member of the Whyte family.
He knew his grandfather and theirs had some scuffle a few decades ago but he never considered it as any of his problem.
When he was informed about their marriage, he had been nonchalant about it at first but meeting with her a few times had changed his mind.
And her interaction with those strange men also intrigued him.
She is a mystery to him and he was ready to unravel her.
"Are you even listening to me?!" Austin asked in frustration.
"What news did you see?" Jordan asked with little interest.
"It's more of a rumor anyways since they have not confirmed or denied it.
Miss Whyte has been stripped of her position in their company.
Do you know what that means?
We won't have to deal with her in the future since our companies are discussing some cooperation" Austin babbled on and did not notice the change on Jordan's face.
"She was dismissed?" He asked and Austin nodded but it is still a rumor and I'm hoping it's true.
"See what you went through just because you wanted to get married to her.
I asked the driver to drive quickly to inform others about it and some of those men came after me.
No matter how I see it, she is very scary, "he said, mimicking a shiver.
Jordan's mind stayed clouded even after he had left, his parents had been more worried and angry even without knowing the truth about what really caused his disappearance.
His phone rang and broke his line of thought.
"Son, come home early today". His father implored and he agreed.
He got home faster than he intended and was wondering what had made his parents ask him to come home but nothing could have prepared him for the sight of Jasmine sitting and having a discussion with his mother.
"Jordan, here. I did not know you would be back so early" his mother gestured towards him.
His eyes collided with Jasmine's for a few seconds and he frowned at the slight smile she threw at him.
What is she doing?
"Jasmine had come to pay you a visit after she heard what happened to you. Isn't she sweet?"
"What are you doing here?" Jordan asked after they were alone.
He knows more than anyone to believe what his mother said.
"What did Bane say to you when you were with him?" She asked, looking at the flowers in front of them in the garden.
"Bane?"
"Yes, the one you both pointed guns at each other" she replied a little irritated.
"Why don't you tell me how you know him?, and I would tell you what happened between us" Jordan bargained and that made her scowl.
"I hate being told what to do".
"That makes the two of us," Jordan said with a smirk.
Jasmine's eyes hardened as she stared at him.
She needs to know if Bane was making a move on her but the man before her is proving to be unreasonable.
"And if I don't want to tell you?"
Jasmine asked defiantly.
"You will have to tell me, if you want to know" He countered.
"Fuck you" Jasmine spat and turn around.
"Well, that is something I would most definitely accept" Jordan threw after her and Jasmine turned a vicious glare at him.