Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect by Henry Foster

Chapter 285

Yasmine shot Ivette a chilly look, "What if the Sanchez hnever wanted us around? Let's just leave."

Ivette hurried over, trying to calm the situation. "Christine, this is our mistake. Please stay; it's really not a big

deal. We don't want to give others something to talk about."

Donna gave Yasmine a playful glance before approaching Christine with an air of understanding. "Grandmother,

Aunt Ivette, everyone is enjoying themselves today. | don't want things to get awkward because of me. Since she

hit me, she pay the price? What if | slapped her back in front of everyone, just as a small payback?"

Christine pressed her lips and asked, "Ivette, what's your take on this?"

Ivette turned to Yasmine, "Yasmine..."

"I refuse," Yasmine's voice was ice-cold.

shouldn't

Christine was shaking with anger. "You actually have the nerve to refuse! I've watched Donna grow up and never

lifted a finger against her, and yet you dare to treat my granddaughter like this." She then cast an icy glare at

Yasmine.

Ivette shot a glance at Donna, who immediately walked over. "Alright, Grandmother, it's alright. We're at Aunt

Ivette's house, and people might laugh at us if this gets around."

Christine's face darkened as she looked at Ivette, then at Yasmine. "You should thank my granddaughter for

pleading on your behalf. Just look at how considerate she is. Take this as a warning-next time, consider the might

of the Mayfield family."

The cto a halt once Christine stepped outside. Donna cast a sharp glare at Yasmine. If it weren't for

Aunt Ivette's plan, there was no way she would let her off so easily. During dinner, thanks to Ivette's careful

maneuvering, Donna seemed to forget all the harsh things she'd said before, her disputes with Yasmine, and

even that slap.

When Yasmine took her seat, Ivette, with a curious air, placed her next to a man. Donna, with a playful edge,

remarked, "Yasmine, the man next to you is my cousin, Caleb. He's quite an impressive guy."

Caleb was the son of Ivette's brother and the sole heir of the Mayfield family. At the moment, he was eyeing

Yasmine sideways with a mischievous smirk.

Just then, Ivette added, "Yasmine, Caleb is a really thoughtful guy. You should spend sttogether and see

how it goes."

Yasmine stayed silent throughout, her mood darkening with every passing moment. If not for Uncle Jared and

Morgan...

By the tshe got home, it was quite late, and she chose not to tell Morgan what had happened that day. As

the dawn's early light chased away the darkness, she finally embraced a new beginning. Yasmine thought she'd

never cross paths with Donna again, but the next day, someone knocked on her door.

"Yasmine, | realize | said the wrong things yesterday, and I'm here to make amends," Donna begged, her eyes

reddened. While speaking, she looked around, "Is Morgan home?" She had dressed up nicely today specifically to

see him.

Yasmine glanced at her coldly, "Morgan's at the office. I've heard you, but I'm busy now, so I'm not available to

host you." Her intention was clear-tto leave.

Donna's eyes betrayed her anger, yet she spoke softly, "I'm here to apologize to you. Aren't you a big fan of

Brielle's shows? | went the extra mile to score a box seat with the best view just to make it up to you." She

flashed an innocent smile, as if yesterday's events had never happened. Yasmine frowned, "The Starlight Stage?"

Why there again? The last tan incident happened with Yoselin, it was at this

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Donna chuckled, "That's right, Brielle's performances at The Starlight Stage are just unmatched. Want to go?

This time, Aunt Ivette is treating us, and she insists you join."

She hadn't visited The Starlight Stage yet, and with Teresa's issue weighing on her, she had been eager to see it

for herself.

She wanted to check the surveillance at The Starlight Stage and also see what performance Donna was putting

on.

Donna's eyes lit up with excitement. "The show at four today is Romeo and Juliet. You're in for a treat! You should

hurry and change into something nice. Wantto help you pick out an outfit?" She walked into Yasmine's

dressing room as if she owned the place. The walk-in closet was filled with rows of wardrobes and even had a

glass case just for jewelry. Yasmine noticed the envy in Donna's eyes. Those wardrobes held custom-tailored

dresses, specially made by Morgan. Donna couldn't help but gently touch a few dresses hanging nearby. They

were made from luxurious silk and featured the trendiest patterns and styles.

Donna looked around quickly, trying hard to mask her jealousy. That dress looks great," she said, though her

eyes kept drifting back to the dress.

Yasmine chuckled, tossed aside the other dress, and slipped into the elegant dress.

"I'll help you with that," Donna said enthusiastically, hurrying over to assist. The dress was a light pink satin with

intricate embroidery, giving Yasmine a radiant yet elegant charm, perfect for a night at the theatre.

Donna's father lacked drive, leaving the Bowers family to rely heavily on the Mayfield family. His gambling habit

made a luxurious lifestyle out of reach. Donna mostly wore small-brand clothes, occasionally splurging on

something designer, typically gifts from Grandma Christine. She had little in terms of new jewelry.

Yasmine wore the perfect shoes and handbag to go with her pearl and diamond bracelet. Donna's eyes widened

in admiration. She had dressed up, even wearing her mom's necklace, hoping Morgan would notice who was

prettier. But now she felt overshadowed and refused to let it go.

"Yasmine, that brooch is stunning," Donna said, eyes glued to the emerald brooch in the display case.

Yasmine managed to suppress a sardonic note and gave a slight smile, "That brooch was a gift from my cousin,

Morgan. They say it's worth several million."

"Wow, that's pricey," Donna remarked, her eyes glimmering with envy. With a sigh, she lamented, "You're so

lucky, Yasmine. Cousin Morgan is not only handsbut also treats you incredibly well, giving you such fantastic

gifts. | don't have any of that..."

Yasmine said in a reassuring tone, "Yeah, Morgan really does pamper me. There's an auction coming up in a

couple of days, and he mentioned a diamond coming all the way from South Africa that he wants to get me.

They say it's the size of a dove's egg."

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Donna's eyes widened at the thought of a diamond ring that big-she'd never seen anything like it. Yasmine

couldn't help but smile; sfolks really wear their hearts on their sleeves.