"How, how big is the business..." Jasmine Yale's voice trembled a bit.
To talk business, huh...
"A few tens of millions."
"A few, a few tens of millions... Is that a lot of money..." Jasmine Yale's tongue trembled. Of course, she knew what a few tens of millions meant; she just couldn't imagine it.
"It's not as valuable as you are."
Jasmine Yale was stunned, huh???
What does that mean?
Is she worth a few tens of millions?
For the first time, Jasmine Yale felt she was that valuable, feeling a bit delighted inside.
That day, Sylvan Cheney accompanied her shopping for an entire afternoon.
Perhaps it's a girl's nature to love shopping and never feel tired.
Jasmine Yale held big and small bags, very happy, completely forgetting about the small tiff she had with him.
Living under the same roof, it's normal to have little disagreements, right?
"Then did you miss this business deal, or can it be discussed another day?" Jasmine Yale asked cautiously.
