Rebirth: Revenge of the abandoned heirress-Chapter 89: Amelia rise

"How can you say that with certainty?" Jazmine Harrison didn't want her hopes to get up. "The first explanation is more reasonable than the second."

"Actually, I tried hard to find any evidence related to your mother's birth to see if she was actually your grandfather's daughter. But it had been so long, and all the records were lost. So I couldn't reach a conclusion from that. So I checked the records for the day you were born. I got the records from the hospital and matched the facts. It was your mother who gave birth to you. I even confirmed that from a retired nurse, an eyewitness. I offered her a huge amount if she told us that either you were brought into the delivery room from outside. But she was adamant that nothing like that had happened. I even checked the CCTV recordings personally."

Lucian Smith had indeed worked hard.

"Maybe the girl born that day was exchanged with me later."

"Not possible. The hospital is a privileged one and keeps a drop of blood from the newborn in records for the DNA recording. And it matched yours."

Jazmine Harrison fell back and rubbed her temples. "I have no idea how to follow all that. Just look into my mother's death details to see if it was she who died or not." Jazmine Harrison still didn't let her hopes go up. Because even if it was not her mother's body she had found in the basement, there was no telling she was still alive.

"Alright, President."

Jazmine Harrison hung up and made her way up to her room. The fashion show had just ended. Caroline Anderson hadn't shown up the whole time. Jazmine Harrison planned to stop by Amelia's room before heading for her own. "Now that Caroline Anderson was not signed in, it would be Amelia they would sign." She wanted to congratulate her.

The floor was the one where all the A-list models were located, including David Anderson. It was second only to the top floor. When Jazmine Harrison passed by David Anderson's room, she paused for a second and glanced at it.

"Did David Anderson himself remember what he said to me that night he was drunk?" Jazmine Harrison wondered. He hadn't said anything to her again. He had never even mentioned it, as if he hadn't said those words to him in the first place. "Maybe he doesn't remember it."

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Jazmine Harrison shrugged off the thought and continued to walk toward Amelia's room. She had promised Sebastian Crowne that she wouldn't let any other man touch her. The promise included her avoiding David Anderson at all costs.

Jazmine Harrison could hear noises and shouts coming from a room. "Caroline Anderson?" She remembered the other day Caroline Anderson was crowding this door with her 'fans.' "What is this commotion about?"

"Jazmine Harrison!" Frank distracted Jazmine Harrison. "Did you hear what happened?"

"What happened?"

"Come inside first."

Frank explained everything to Jazmine Harrison. Amelia looked particularly happy. "So after this, not only Caroline Anderson but also her manager is screwed. And now even Amelia's name is cleared. Two birds with one stone." Sebastian Crowne was indeed praiseworthy.

"They were already screwed the day they messed with you."

"What has any of it to do with me?"

"It has everything to do with you..." Frank winked, "...and President Crowne. Even if you refuse to tell us, we know everything. The perfume brand is affiliated with Crowne Enterprises."

Jazmine Harrison wanted to roll her eyes. "It is not like that." As Jazmine Harrison said that, she grabbed her phone and typed a message to send to Sebastian Crowne.

'You said you wouldn't interfere. Then what's this?' She sent the text.

"You spent the night at his penthouse and still say it is not like that?" Amelia cackled. "Don't worry, Jazmine. We will always support you. However, this President might be, he'll be a thousand times better than David Anderson."

"I'm not here to talk about him." Jazmine Harrison slipped the phone back into her pocket. "I'm here to congratulate you on winning the position. Besides, why do you look so overly happy?"

"Uncle Osbert was so pleased with her performance today that he let her have two days off," Frank said.

"What did she even have to do now? Isn't the fashion show over?"

"Jazmine, you underestimate my duties. I don't complain all the time for no reason. Manager had filled my schedule with official parties thrown by some pompous businessmen. I hate those sorts of parties, and the cruelty is you have to smile and pretend to like them." Those were some drawbacks of the profession.

"Well. Guess you are not alone." Jazmine Harrison also hated social gatherings. But she didn't have to pretend.

"I can try all the restaurants here! We have already decided on the one for tonight. I'll be going with Frank. Jazmine, you want to join us?"

"Not tonight. I've to go to dinner with someone else."

When Jazmine Harrison said that, both Amelia and Frank paused and looked at her with question marks popping on top of their heads. Jazmine Harrison noticed that.

"Don't start again," she warned.

"We didn't say anything."

"But Jazmine, wouldn't you..."

"Don't."

Amelia sighed and gave up. There was no way to make her Jazmine spill everything.

When Jazmine Harrison returned to her room, she glanced at the papers she had prepared to present to President Crowne. Jazmine Harrison smiled. Now that she had a close connection to him, the likelihood of his accepting it would increase. After all, it would be highly profitable for him.

"President Crowne." Jazmine Harrison thought about how foreign yet close that word sounded. She couldn't combine the 'Devil' in rumors and the Sebastian Crowne in her heart into the same person. They seemed like two entirely different people.

She prepared herself for dinner. "Today's included, I would be eating with Sebastian Crowne for three consecutive nights." Jazmine Harrison laughed. She couldn't have imagined it before coming to Hong Kong that she would be dining with the rumored Devil. But at that time, she also didn't have a part of her—a part lost in memories that only he made surface.

Jazmine Harrison called Emily Carrol. "Quickly prepare the papers for transferring the properties."

"Did President Crowne already sign the contract?" Emily Carrol sounded excited.

"Not signed yet, but he will soon."

"Alright, President. I'm on it!"

When Jazmine Harrison hung up, she had received a text.

Sebastian Crowne: 'What do you mean? Are you talking about Caroline Anderson? Caroline annoyed me at the fashion show. I assure you it hasn't anything to do with you. I personally admire Amelia's skills. So I selected her. Now you wouldn't want me to ask my company to kick her because of you... Would you?"

Jazmine Harrison's lips curled up as she shook her head.