Chapter 5

Derek was efficient.

He blocked Jasmine at the villa that very day.

“You’re Jasmine? Pack your bags. This is my brother’s house; we’re taking it back.”

Jasmine had only heard that Liam’s younger brother was a scoundrel but never expected him to be such an animal, actually trying to seize the house.

Jasmine gave him an impolite glare.

“Who are you to say? Liam bought this for me. What does it have to do with you?!”

“You good-for-nothing thug, get lost! You’re disgusting me!”

Derek got angry hearing this, grabbed Jasmine’s hair, and slapped her twice across the face.

“You b*tch! How dare you curse at me? Who do you think you are? My sister-in-law is sitting pretty at home!”

Jasmine bit Derek’s shoulder.

“You won’t get the house, and you won’t get the money! Your brother already made a will. Once he dies, the house and money all go to my son!”

Derek visibly froze: “A will? A son? What do you mean?”

“What do I mean? It means your brother never planned to leave you a single cent. He wrote a will leaving all his assets to my son.”

“Your sister-in-law is a barren woman; I helped your family carry on the lineage, you should be thanking me!”

Derek, usually arrogant, was speechless for the first time.

In one swift move, he grabbed Jasmine’s hair and dragged her onto the main street.

“You cheap mistress, acting so self-righteous? Everyone, come on, take pictures, look! Look at this mistress’s wretched face!”

The onlookers, drawn to the drama, started filming with their phones.

Jasmine covered her face and tried to run.

Derek yanked her back, tearing her white dress.

Exposing half of her butt.

“Why are you running? Are you afraid people will know you’re a mistress, Jasmine?”

Jasmine’s name was out in the open. She couldn’t care less about anything else.

She lunged forward and bit Derek’s arm, holding on for dear life.

Derek screamed in pain, pushing her to the ground and slapping her.

Their battle intensified. The crowd, watching the spectacle, filmed with their phones and whispered.

“I heard this woman raised her child alone every day; I used to feel sorry for her, but she’s a mistress?”

“She looks decent, but it turns out she’s nothing but trash!”

I watched the video sent by my close friend from the front lines on my phone, laughing uncontrollably at home.

Jasmine didn’t return for a long time. Her nanny, fearing something had happened, came out with the child to check.

The child looked so much like Liam that Derek recognized him at a glance.

He snatched the child and held him high above his head.

“You said my brother left all his money to your son? What if he dies?”

Jasmine, seeing this, lunged at Derek like a madwoman, frantic and helpless.

“Please, please give me the child!”

Derek sneered, holding the child even higher. The child’s cries attracted more people.

Mrs. Hayes, watching from the crowd, quickly tugged at Derek’s sleeve.

“Quick, put the child down! He’s your brother’s child after all!”

“Besides, so many people are watching! Hurry up! Hurry up!”

Derek impatiently shoved Mrs. Hayes away and pointed at Jasmine.

“Three days! If you don’t move out, I’ll kill your son! Let’s see what you’ll inherit from my brother’s estate if your son is dead!”

With that, he tossed the child high into the air towards Jasmine. Jasmine visibly froze at Derek’s words.

At the moment the child fell, she actually missed him.

The child accidentally rolled onto the ground, crying even more heartbreakingly.

Seeing this, Derek quickly waved his hand.

“You missed catching him! It has nothing to do with me.”

With that, he quickly ran into the crowd and disappeared.

I hung up the video call, lay on the sofa, rubbed my eyes, and mumbled to myself.

“Dog eat dog. What a show.”

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