At a certain six-star hotel.


    After taking a shower, Christine received a phone call.


    On the other end of the line, Jack stood by the window, his half-closed eyes were fierce. "Did you not hear anything I said?"


    When he chose Christine, it was because she was vulnerable and easy to manipte. She didn''t seem very clever either. But if one day she disobeyed, Jack was prepared to deal with her without hesitation. Christine gripped her phone tightly. She hadn''t expected Jack to get the news so quickly!


    Fortunately, she had anticipated that Jack might find out ande to question her. She wasn''t too flustered, and presented the exnation she had prepared, feigning ignorance. "Did I do something wrong to make you angry?"


    Jack''s face was dark. "Someone drugged Charlotte at the party!"


    Jack might tolerate other issues, but this particr matter was not something he would allow to happen.


    "What?" Christine was genuinely surprised, sounding as if she didn''t know anything. "Someone drugged Ms. Wilson? That''s impossible. Are you sure you''re not mistaken? In a setting like today''s, no one would dare tamper with things..."


    Of course, she had to act the partpletely. She asked, "Wait... what kind of drug was used? Is Ms. Wilson okay?"


    Jack squinted his eyes. "It wasn''t you?"


    "Of course not..."


    Christine hurried to exin, her voice sincere. "You just warned me tonight. Even if I had the nerve to do it, I wouldn''t dare... And besides, where would I get the drug?"


    The substance added to my drink that night was obtained through aplex procedure. Even Jack wouldn''t be able to trace it.


    However, since Jack was questioning her, he was clearly prepared. "I''ve checked the surveince footage from the banquet hall. You were the one who asked the waiter to deliver that ss of juice. Christine replied, "Then you should have seen that I didn''t touch that ss of juice!"


    She had made use of a surveince blind spot. In the brief moment when she turned, she had poured the drug in. From the angle of the footage, it appeared she was just picking up another ss of juice. While Jack was contemting, Christine seized the moment and said in an innocent tone, "I only knew you liked her and thought of her as a potential future hostess, so I took a bit of care of her." Jack''s gaze was sharp., "Mind your own business. Don''t use your little tricks for this kind of thing!"


    I won''t do it again!" Christine''s tone was submissive.


    Deep down, she couldn''t help butugh!


    In the end, Jack was just angry because Charlotte had been drugged. But the person around Charlotte was not him!


    It was just his possessiveness at work. If I had been taken away by him that, he would likely be extremely grateful to her tomorrow. Thinking about how pitiful Charlotte was to be liked by such a despicable and selfish man made Christine feel a bit sorry for her. Jack put aside this matter and got straight to the point. "I heard you''re going on the variety show that Scarlet is a permanent guest on?" Christine blinked and lied, "Yes, Scarlet invited me. I guess it''s to do Yasmin a favor..."


    Click-


    The door was suddenly pushed open.


    Joanne stood at the door, and upon hearing thetter part of the sentence, her expression became somewhat off.


    "Yasmin."


    Yasmin had been extremely devoted to this girl. Yet this girl had never truly reciprocated.


    Christine was momentarily taken aback, hiding her displeasure. She looked at Joanne with a sweet smile. "Joanne, what''s wrong? Is Mom looking for me?"ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    "No."


    Joanne, not wanting to confront her, suppressed her emotions and ced the milk by the bedside. "Your mother prepared milk for you. I''ll leave it here." "Okay, thank you."


    After the door was closed again, Christine''s gaze turned cold, but her tone remained like a helpless little bunny. "What should I do? Joanne just heard me call Yasmin by her name..." "Can''t you handle this?" Jack sneered. "How will you continue to y Yasmin''s ''daughter'' if you can''t even manage this?"


    "I... I... I''ll take care of it!"


    She acted flustered, but deep down, she was calm.


    She had long since figured out Yasmin''s nature. Skilled in her work, adept at dealing with people, but she felt a deep sense of debt towards the "daughter who had not been around since childhood.


    As long as she used this to her advantage, she should be able to handle any exnation. Moreover, in Yasmin''s eyes, she was indeed the real daughter.


    Jack, lighting a cigarette, said coldly, "Once you''re on the variety show, be mindful of what to say and do. I''m not in the mood to clean up your mess." "Okay!" Christine nodded vigorously.


    This was something she would keep in mind without needing Jack''s reminder.


    After all, this was her best fallback if her true identity were ever exposed.


    Although Yasmin dominated the entertainment industry, ultimately, no one could control everything. As long as she had the audience, she would have a way out! No more enduring the hardship of splitting a loaf of bread into two meals.


    After hanging up, Christine smiled!


    She wondered if Charlotte had slept with Ryan.


    If she had, Jack would surely go mad!


    The more she thought about it, the wider her smile became...