Fated love: the unwanted bride-Chapter 893 - They Look Very Well-Matched

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Chapter 893: Chapter 893: They Look Very Well-Matched

Chapter 893 -893: They Look Very Well-Matched

The feeling was like an electric current passing through, intricate and indescribable.

“Jasmine,” Ann whispered her name softly, “go on up.”

She looked up and saw Sylvan Cheney as well.

Though they were not close, she recognized him immediately.

There were a few other customers in the elevator, but not many, and standing by Sylvan Cheney’s side was a refined, elegant lady.

The girl appeared young, dressed in a beige Chanel-style suit dress.

Her hair was long, the tips curled slightly, and her airy bangs and pink headband made her look exceptionally youthful and beautiful.

She was holding a red Gucci clutch with both hands, her demeanor meek, sensible, and unobtrusive.

The girl was like a noble heiress, exuding a gentle and mild aura from head to toe, even her perfume was a quietly elegant floral scent.

She stood out in the crowd.

Jasmine Yale found it hard to overlook her.

Jasmine withdrew her gaze and, clutching the straps of her bag, stepped into the elevator.

Ann followed close behind and stood next to Jasmine.

Nobody spoke a word.

The elevator was very quiet, and amid the silence, Ann took Jasmine’s arm.

Jasmine showed little emotion, quietly watching the numbers on the display.

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The two-floor journey was over particularly quickly.

With a “ding,” the elevator stopped again, landing on the second basement floor.

“Jasmine, let’s go,” Ann said as she escorted Jasmine.

“Mmm.”

They walked quickly ahead, hardly pausing at all.

But the second basement was also Sylvan’s stop for retrieving his car.

His steady footsteps were not loud, but Jasmine’s sensitive hearing was slightly jumbled; she could hear that Sylvan was right behind her.

“Mr. Cheney, thank you for joining me for lunch, and later on, you’ll have to take me to the orphanage, which is really such a hassle,” Joan Harry’s voice was quiet, but in the silent parking lot, every word was clear.

Sylvan did not respond.

Joan walked beside him, heading toward his car.

Ann reached the car and hurriedly opened the door.

“Jasmine, get in.”

“Mmm,” Jasmine ducked her head and slid into the passenger seat.

Once inside, she saw Sylvan and the girl walking side by side past the front of her car.

The girl was neither tall nor short, wearing golden high heels, and was very poised.

She was speaking softly to Sylvan by her side, Sylvan’s expression calm, as always cold and indifferent.

The two of them together looked very compatible.

Ann started the car and drove out of the parking lot.

It was still raining outside, and as the car moved, the pattering raindrops fell on the glass.

Ann turned on the windshield wipers; both inside and outside the car were exceptionally calm.

Jasmine’s heart fluttered, but once the car had driven quite a distance, she supported her forehead and braced her head.

“Which mall shall we go to?” Jasmine asked with a grin, turning her head to look at Ann.

Ann was very focused while driving.

“How about going to Rongsheng Plaza on Jiuzhou Road?” Ann smiled back.

“Mmm!”

Ann hadn’t expected to run into Sylvan Cheney in such a place, especially seeing him with another woman and with no one else around.

It appeared that Sylvan had just finished dining with the girl in a restaurant.

But looking at Jasmine, she seemed indifferent, they didn’t even greet each other.

It was as if they were strangers who had never met before.

“Ann, I think I lost the little doll,” Jasmine said, spreading her hands helplessly.

“Oh? Here, take mine,” Ann said with a laugh, handing hers to Jasmine.