Chapter 51 The Tumult in the Restaurant

As soon as Jazmine finished speaking, Giancarlo looked up, his eyes utterly cold as he stared at her. His gaze went so deep into her heart that it almost impaled her. Jazmine suppressed the fear deep down and met his eyes bravely. "You want to die?" Giancarlo's fingers that were holding the knife and fork were slightly pale, and the cold he gave off almost made the temperature drop below the freezing point. Yoselin's heart skipped a beat. She was aside, yet she was also terrified by Giancarlo's anger. Jazmine was under the greatest pressure. She had been hammered to withstand pressure well, and she was particularly good at handling the pressure given by Giancarlo. So, of course, she was capable of adjusting herself. She was not afraid of Giancarlo, and she could deal with him calmly. "Of course not." After Jazmine sat down, she took a plate of crab meat, placed it in front of her, picked up a pie