Chapter 704
I could still remember the scene when we first met Yasmine tonight. I was already drinking wine on the boat with Ernest. It was Yasmine who initiated the conversation, and that was when we realized she was with Bruce.
Interestingly, she had called out to Ernest first. If she claimed to have no feelings for Ernest and even felt pressured enough to move out to escape him, why had she approached him in the first place?
I looked at her in confusion. Just then, the streetlights illuminated the road.
I pulled my gaze back to the drive but heard Yasmine let out a soft sigh. "Actually, Ernest isn't a bad guy. He would make a good friend. As long as he doesn't push too hard, I think we could all…"
She didn't finish her sentence, but I already grasped her meaning. Yasmine didn't truly have any feelings for Ernest at all.
After all, Ernest was the second son of the Harold family. He and Bruce were cousins. Though they had different styles, they were both exceptionally handsome.
The Harold

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