Chapter 332: Keep ying, y Her to Death


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    The chalice in her hand trembled, spilling a few drops of red wine.


    Joe Heath, quick as lightning, shielded Jasmine Yale, kicked Kam Zahir away with utter disgust in his face.


    Kam Zahir, relentless, lunged at them again!


    “Sister… sister…” she called out to Jasmine Yale, her voice pitiful and pleading.


    Her voice choked with emotion, her eyes glistening with passion.


    The cry of “sister” startled Jasmine and left her heart pounding.


    Jasmine Yale’s face was indifferent, shading into dark disdain: “Unimpressive.”


    Before she was thrown out of the house, Kam Zahir had not once addressed her as ‘sister’, always referring to her as ‘Jasmine Yale’ or ‘little bitch’.


    She just imitated how Nancy Emmett called her.


    The others could notprehend the situation and turned to look at Jasmine Yale.


    “Jasmine, please, don’t let them y me to death, I’ll die… Jasmine… sister… I apologise… Can you forget about what happened fifteen years ago… I was young then, I knew nothing…”


    Kam Zahir in her bikiniy sprawled on the floor, it seemed like shecked nothing short of bowing down and begging for mercy.


    Jasmine Yale look utterly disgusted.


    So Kam Zahir was ying this card?


    When Joe Heath saw Jasmine struggling, he kicked Kam Zahir again with a terrible attitude—


    “Get lost. Don’t upset my woman’s sight.”


    Kam Zahir, simply threw herself at Jasmine, clutching onto her legs!


    This time, Joe Heath failed to stop her!


    “Jasmine, please, help me, you won’t just stand by and watch me die, would you? Good sister, good sister…”


    Everyone finally understood what was happening.


    CEO Heath brought Kam Zahir here to cheer his woman up!


    “What’s the hold-up Elder Jameson, continue the game, y her to death.” Joe Heath was growing impatient.


    “Alright.” Mr. Jameson pulled Kam Zahir away.


    “Sister, how could you be so heartless, no matter what, we’re sisters, I’m your little sister!” Kam Zahir cried out.


    “Sister? I don’t need ‘sisters’ who pointed at my nose and cursed me.” Jasmine coolly fired back.


    A chill ran through her eyes.


    “Jasmine, I’m sorry, I was young and knew nothing, I had no ill intentions… Jasmine…”


    Kam Zahir was, truly, in heart-rending sobs.


    But, Jasmine Yale remained unmoved.


    Mr. Jameson grabbed another beer and forced it down Kam Zahir’s throat.


    “Is the beer good?” he asked sadistically, while tormenting Kam Zahir.


    “Stop, stop…” Kam Zahir cried profusely.


    “Had enough? What will you do when you get to a man’s bedside in a while?” Mr. Jamesonughedsciviously.


    “I beg of all you gentlemen, could you spare me? I was foolish… Jasmine, Jasmine could you help me…….. ”


    Kam’s crying was pitiful, her face crumpled in despair.


    “What are you crying for, can’t handle a little y? Don’t dare cry in front of me.” Mr. Jameson forced another beer down her throat.


    Kam Zahir was soaked in beer.


    Her hair, her bikini, everything was soaked.


    She looked utterly disheveled, it was excruciatingly embarrassing.


    “Elder Jameson, take it easy, don’t actually y her to death.” Joe Heath chided casually, his voice nd, “If she dies, there will be no fun left.”


    “As you say, Mr. Heath.”


    Mr. Jameson and Joe Heath yed off each other perfectly.


    “Elder Jameson, unless my woman says stop, don’t you dare.”Joe Heath was in a mood for some good entertainment.


    He kicked back leisurely, appearingpletely undisturbed, his smileradiant and vivid.


    “Of course.”


    Kam Zahir crumbled under the torment, as Mr. Jameson forced onto her ss after ss of beer, her face was beet red.


    “Jasmine….”


    She began shrieking in agony, her eyes pleading at Jasmine Yale..