Chapter 4

Jasper explained the situation of the Asher family.

It was simply internal and external troubles.

If Asher didn't marry Beatrix, he couldn't stabilize his position.

Asher's father had several other sons and daughters, all Illegitimate.

"You're helping me against Asher. Aren't you worried about your sister being upset?"

Jasper suddenly said, "She deserves it. I hate Illegitimate children the most in my life."

I instantly understood. Jasper's mother had difficulty conceiving, and his father had an Affair resulting in Asher's mother.

Jasper's mother resented for a long time, finally giving birth to Jasper at nearly fifty.

Though she was mocked for Late childbirth, it was a relief.

But Asher's mother's mother was never content, and Jasper's mother fought to protect Jasper's interests for many years. Unfortunately, she died of illness.

The Mistress took over, and Asher's mother's identity was legitimized. At nearly thirty, she married into the Asher family.

Ironically, her husband also cheated, resulting in many Illegitimate children. It was karma.

I genuinely laughed, "Do you want the Asher family?"

"No, I want everything they rely on to be destroyed."

I fist-bumped Jasper's chest, "What a coincidence, so do I."

The cooperation was cleverly reached.

Jasper helped me perfect everything. Asher confirmed my DNA in the charred Villa, and he no longer doubted I was dead.

I'm inherently a bit crazy, loving the thrill of dancing on the edge.

"Jasper, since that's the case, let's go back."

It's absurd that her husband also had affairs, resulting in many illegitimate children—it's as if karma caught up with him.

I laughed sincerely, "Are you after the Asher family?"

"No, I want everything they depend on to be destroyed."

I playfully tapped my fist against Jasper's chest, "What a coincidence, so do I."

Our partnership was naturally and cleverly established.

Jasper helped me refine everything. Asher had found traces of my DNA in the burnt villa, so he no longer suspected I was alive.

I have a wild streak and particularly enjoy flirting with danger.

"Jasper, since that's the case, let's go back."

"I want to attend Beatrix's birthday party."

Jasper caressed my face, "Sure, but you need to wear this."

He placed an elegant mask on my face.

Initially, I found it novel, but it soon felt burdensome.

"Don't take it off. If you do, you won't be able to play your part."

I immediately lowered my hand.

Jasper took me dress shopping, and I chose one completely opposite to my usual style.

It was daringly sexy.

Purple certainly has its allure, making my skin look fair and beautiful. I'm sure Asher won't recognize me.

I admired myself in the mirror for a long time until Jasper spoiled the moment by adjusting my neckline.

"What are you doing?" I slapped his hand away.

"Your neckline is too low."

I pointed at my neckline, "Doesn't it look good?"

Jasper said teasingly, "Looks smaller in short sleeves—is it pushed up?"

"..."

"You're the one pushing up!" I retorted in mock anger.

Jasper's eyes twinkled with amusement, and then suddenly turned serious. He pulled me into his arms.

I leaned against his chest, puzzled, "What's wrong?"

"Shut up, your old flame is here."

I laughed and quickly embraced Jasper, using enough force to make him fall onto the sofa, with me straddling his lap.

"Asher, what are you doing here?" Asher asked coldly, noticing me and inquiring, "And who is this?"

Wearing my mask, I grinned, "Oh, is this the big nephew?"

Asher was momentarily taken aback seeing me, "You are..."

Beatrix tugged on Asher, and he quickly composed himself, "Are you Uncle's girlfriend?"

Jasper's hand rested on my waist, casually caressing it.

Jasper kissed me in front of Asher, "Yes."

Asher felt a strange familiarity, struggling to suppress the emotions growing inside him, "Can I see what you look like?"

Suddenly, I pretended to cry in Jasper's arms.

Jasper's face darkened, "Asher, you're really insensitive! Don't you know she's always been self-conscious about her appearance?"

Jasper scooped me up, looking anxious. Asher instinctively followed, ignoring Beatrix.

Beatrix hurried after them, "Asher! Where are you going?"

Lying in Jasper's arms, I smiled, "He seems suspicious of me."

Jasper's voice was deep, "You're my girlfriend, not his long-lost first love."

Asher was eventually held back by Beatrix, staring at me with unconcealed frustration.

"Asher, what's wrong? Why do you look so terrible?"

Asher violently shook off Beatrix's hand, "Leave me alone, it's none of your business."

Beatrix's face turned pale, and she fell silent.