Chapter 614: Chapter 614: Not The Person He Loves

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She couldn’t believe that was the truth.

And now, the reality doesn’t seem to be much better.

Jasmine Yale’s head throbbed dully, and she held her head as she waited for Sylvan Cheney’s answer.

“Teagan Cheney tampered with the car, causing an accident. I barely survived.” Sylvan explained to her.

“He truly doesn’t deserve to be a father,” Jasmine said indignantly. “Why would he do such a thing?”

How could a father in this world want his son dead?

Sylvan is Teagan Cheney’s biological son after all. Even if he didn’t love Qiana Childe, how could he do such a thing!

Now, it’s karma.

The only thing is Sylvan has been implicated.

“No reason, people die for greed.” Sylvan said nonchalantly.

Jasmine understood.

The only reason that could lead Teagan Cheney to do such a crazy thing is money.

Just like when he married Sylvan’s mother, it was all for money and benefits, wasn’t it?

Jasmine’s eyes were filled with righteous anger and sorrow.

How ruthless must Teagan Cheney be to resort to such measures?

“Little Chale was taken away by someone today, you have been constantly having him protected, haven’t you?”

“Yes.”

“Have you figured out who’s trying to harm Little Chale?”

“No.”

“Oh.” Jasmine nodded and didn’t ask further.

The incident happened too quickly, so it was normal for him not to find out.

He will definitely seek justice for Little Chale. She didn’t need to worry.

The car drove at a slow pace, and the atmosphere in the car was somewhat delicate.

Jasmine always felt that something between her and Sylvan had subtly changed again.

Quietly, it became a complete change.

But she couldn’t figure out the trajectory of the change, the final result of the change, or even capture this unreal and ethereal change.

She could only feel that something was changing.

The trees by the side of the road retreated one by one, and the winter in Landon was still cold.

There was no sun today, it was gloomy and freezing.

“Mr. Cheney.” Jasmine called out to him.

Her hands were nervously twisting together. She wanted to ask a question but didn’t know if she should.

“Hm?” He turned his head and looked at her.

His deep gaze fell on her pale face, half deep, half calm.

“It’s nothing.” Jasmine swallowed her words.

He said that she wasn’t allowed to mention Yolanda Fern.

“If you want to ask something, just ask.” Sylvan spoke indifferently.

“Well… Charles McIntosh mentioned something to me… He said you don’t like Yolanda Fern, and your engagement to her was for my sake, is that true?” Jasmine hesitated.

“Do you want to hear ‘yes’ or ‘no’? Hm?” Sylvan looked at her with amusement.

“I… don’t know.”

Jasmine didn’t expect him to ask her that.

“You answer me first, then I’ll answer you.”

“I asked first!” Jasmine argued, glaring at him.

She asked the question first, shouldn’t he answer it first?

“Hm, you asked first, so what?” Sylvan raised his eyebrows.

“You…”

This man is still as shameless.

Shameless to the point that she has no power to refute.

Shameless enough to be serious and calm!

Jasmine was obstinate, he’s shameless, then she didn’t ask anymore.

Whether she knows the answer or not doesn’t really matter.

In Sylvan’s heart, she and Yolanda Fern are the same, neither of them is the one he loves.

It was Little Chale’s mother who he loves.

When a man is infatuated, he only loves one woman for his whole life.

Others are just for show and fleeting images.

Jasmine closed her eyes, snorted coldly, and leaned against the window.