Love after Divorce

Chapter 137

Seeing Louis' grim face, Grace gloated a little.

She didn't expect to see such a good show before dinner!

Jasmine was such a self-inflicted bitch!

She actually turned black and white and slandered Violet.

Louis must be disgusted with Violet because Grace had beheld his aloof attitude towards Violet.

"Louis, is it true what Miss Johnson said? So Erin is Miss Elliott's daughter? She's hiding it so well. So Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

scheming!"

Grace affected to sigh casually, and said after a pause: "I don't know why Miss Elliott was pregnant

before marriage. She's still young! Probably she's just ignorant. Stupidly in love, right?"

She couldn't say too much, otherwise she would reveal herself.

But she can still deepen Louis' misunderstanding about Violet!

Louis flipped through the menu and was getting more and more annoying.

Luka on the side, with frown, glanced at Grace and said, "It's not polite to talk bad about others behind

their backs. Violet is very nice. Dad, I'm hungry."

He didn't like it when people said Violet was not nice.

In his eyes, Violet was beautiful and gentle, and he liked her!

Louis ordered food and looked sideways at his son as if he was thinking about something.

Then he didn't say anything but continued to order.

But his mood lightened a little bit.

The smile on Grace's face vanished, and she scowled Luka when they did not see her, and cursed him

as being ungrateful.

Damn Luka. Was this the bond of blood?

How dared he help Violet all the time!

Washroom.

Jasmine washed her face and was still depressed.

She touched her face and said to herself in a hateful voice: "Violet, this bitch. What's so good about

her? Is she as pretty as me? Is Isaac blind? Why does he only see that bitch?"

Since childhood, she, as a young lady of the Johnson family, had numberless pursuers who tried to lick

her shoes.

But Isaac was the odd one!

It really pissed her off!

"Does Miss Johnson like that poor man?"

A man's lazy voice suddenly sounded.

Jasmine was startled and turned around.

She saw a man, whose tails of his eyes were slightly upturned, leaning against the wall with his hands

in his pockets. And he was looking at her with a smile.

"It's you?"

Jasmine recognized the man, and her demeanor returned to coldness.

There were a lot of powerful families in Crotosi City.

But there were only few families that could be compared to the Johnsons.

Among them, the Scott family and the Johnsons had been fighting against each other.

The two families were business rivals.

The man in front of Jasmine was the eldest son of the Scott family, Marcus Scott.

He was a man with a reputation for fancy.

Jasmine finished fixing her hair, elegantly nodded with Marcus and prepared to leave.

"Miss Johnson, please stay."

The man stopped Jasmine's way and slowly approached, cornering her.

"Mr. Scott, what's wrong?"

Jasmine looked at him with a wary expression.

Marcus smiled viciously, came close to her ear and blew ambiguously, "Miss Johnson, you still haven't

answered the question I just asked. Do you really like that poor man?"

The man's voice was deliberately soft, with a hint of seduction.

Jasmine's body instantly tingled.

She swallowed, and her voice was unconsciously delicate, "What's it to you?"

"If you really like him, I can help you get him."

He can help her get Isaac!?

"Mr. Scott, I don't know you very well. Why do you want to help me?"

Marcus' long, slender fingers cupped her chin and slowly rubbed it.

"Will you believe me if I say I've fallen in love with you? I can satisfy you with whatever you want."

Jasmine had no idea how to react with that for the moment.