Jasmine*

"Through the media, everyone knows that you are the wife of the well-known billionaire in town, Mr. Jason."

Now, I didn't always want to hear his name being mentioned in my ears.

"A glass of apple juice."

I said that so she could back off from the discussion.

I followed the waitress outside the room. "I'll be waiting at the counter."

"Alright, ma'am."

Irene stood, conversing with a young girl who stood with a man around his early thirties.

"How much is the charge for five hours?"

I ...