Chapter 4

Heather sat down on her ass in the seat next to me, and held her back in a seemingly unobtrusive manner.

"Sorry Jasmine, the last few days Adam Gray he ...... I've been too tired to stand for long."

This society is willing to be a mistress of a lot of people, but as a mistress when out of pride, but also the main wife to declare sovereignty of the people is still rare.

She's a bitch and I'm too lazy to argue with her.

The story of Adam Gray and her in bed, I don't want to know. I came over here today for one reason and one reason only, and that's to ask for money.

I leaned back against the back of the couch and closed my eyes.

Unfortunately, I wanted to wait for someone in peace and quiet, but someone had to come up and provoke me.

"Jasmine, I've heard from everyone that you and Adam Gray have been married for over three years, how come you don't have any kids yet?"

"And don't don't think I'm nosy, look at Adam Gray, someone has to carry on his family business right?"

"I have a doctor I know here who is quite good at pregnancy preparation and conditioning, I can refer you to him if you need,"

"But ......"

At that, she gave a lurch.

When she opened her mouth again she smiled triumphantly and delicately, "It is said that the late conditioning is not as good as the original physique suitable for conception, like me, that doctor said it is especially good for childbearing."

I looked at each other steadily.

Heather was no more than early twenties, full of collagen, a complete contrast to my thin, dried out self, with rosy, plump cheeks that did look well-born.

Her eyes were full of notorious ambition.

"Why don't I know when Adam Gray's family fortune needs to be worried about by an outsider?"

The words fall out of my mouth and Heather clenches her hand instantly, and I only look at her askance with a smirk.

"There's no telling who's going to be the outsider in the future."

After calming down, she tucked her cynical expression away, her mouth curving with a sneer as she tried to win me over with this preemptive strike.

I wouldn't have counted on such unpleasant words before she took the initiative to provoke me, but now I didn't want to give in to her.

"Hey, what do you guys think the people who know three as three are thinking?"

"I also wonder what kind of family would educate someone as faceless as Chu."

I played with my fingers absently and phrased it nonchalantly.

The other man's face flushed green and red, and I slowly said the words that bothered Heather the most, "By the way, do you know why Adam Gray is staying at your place these days?"

"Because ......"

I leaned in close to her ear and lowered my voice, "Because he found out I was on the pill."

"So ...... it's not whether I can have a baby or not, it's not whether he wants me to have a baby or not, it's whether I want to have a baby or not, understand?"

"You bitch!"

Probably spoiled by Adam Gray, after all, I did once see how much he pampered someone when he really spoiled them.

The kind of indulgence that puts you first in everything can spoil that person beyond belief.

Heather snapped to her feet, her eyes rolling back in anger as she glared at me with a deadly glare.

She had been standing in the office entry position, it was not a good idea to leave, but to stay lest the employee who had caused the trouble get anxious.

"Heather, let's go ......Jasmine, sorry, she is too quick-tempered and talkative, don't mind if you don't mind, I will take her away."

She stepped forward and pulled Heather back, apologizing at me as she tried to stop it, but it was too late.

The other man broke away from his coworker's hand and started mouthing off.

"Who in the company doesn't know that you're not favored! What qualifications do you have to be arrogant here!"

"How dare you call others mistresses? Those like you who are unloved and still hogging the position of Jasmine are the real mistresses!"

"But it's just an orphan girl ...... who was picked up by an old miscreant from the dump! What are you doing!"

She didn't get to finish that sentence before I grabbed a handful of hair and slammed it against the wall.

I used all my strength in that one move just now, and my wrists are a little sore.

I hung my hands, and when I raised my eyes that disinterested, diffident look was hidden.

Heather can taunt me and steal my husband, but not a word of disrespect to the grandmother who raised me, not anyone.

It broke from her forehead and blood flowed downward, looking a bit shocking against her pale skin.

The employee who had pulled her froze in shock.

And Heather was about to talk back again, but swallowed her words when she made contact with my eyes. She covered the wound with a tissue as she did so, tears welling up in her eyes and hanging from her lashes as she tried to drop them.

Just then, footsteps appeared in the doorway.

"What are you doing?"

A familiar magnetic voice rang out.

I couldn't hear joy or anger in his tone.

"Adam Gray!"

The tears in Heather's eyes fell at once, like swallows throwing themselves into the forest generally ran into the arms of the person who came, turning her head to look at me when the bottom of her eyes are all the smugness of the presence of the mountain.

Adam Gray's cold eyes sweep over my face, the silent questioning obvious.

I tugged at the corner of my lips, fearless, "Didn't you get it? It's a mistress beating."

Upon hearing this, Heather whimpered even louder.

"Adam Gray ...... I just love you so much, is that wrong?"

She tilted her head back in Adam Gray's arms and looked at him pearly.

Adam Gray looked at her for a few seconds, then glanced up at me and suddenly raised his hand.

The second he raises his hand, a smirk floats across Heather's face while I subconsciously tense my body.