Fated love: the unwanted bride
Chapter 979 - Chapter 979 Chapter 979 Probably Just a Bastard

Chapter 979: Chapter 979: Probably Just a Bastard Chapter 979: Chapter 979: Probably Just a Bastard These days, she had thought about many things.

But no matter how many obstacles there were, nothing could shake her determination to find her father, otherwise, she wouldn’t have asked Cora Jorney for help.

“Jasmine Yale, is it because Mr. Cheney doesn’t want you anymore that you’ve started to try your luck and look for your biological father, to see if he’s some powerful figure?” Kaine Zahir sneered.

“Don’t use your own mentality to guess what others are thinking. I’m not like Kamila Zahir, your blind and self-important daughter.”

“What’s wrong with Kamila? Kamila is a hundred times better than you. Jasmine Yale, not to say something unpleasant, but it’s very possible that you’re just an illegitimate child. Otherwise, why hasn’t your father come to find you?”

Jasmine Yale froze slightly.

She had contemplated this answer before.

It might be the worst possible answer.

An illegitimate child… is someone condemned to a lifetime hidden from the light.

“The ugly duckling will always be an ugly duckling, never transforming into a white swan,” said Kaine Zahir with a mean tone, “Just like you being with Mr. Cheney, you could only ever be a mistress who’s kept in the dark, couldn’t you?”

When he arrived in Landon, he had heard that Mr. Cheney had a son.

“Kaine Zahir, what else do you know? Tell me.”

Jasmine Yale didn’t want to discuss irrelevant matters with him.

She could hear deep impatience and disdain in Kaine Zahir’s voice.

Kaine Zahir realized that Jasmine Yale had broken off with Mr. Cheney, or else she wouldn’t be coming to him for this trivial matter.

“Jasmine Yale, aren’t you very capable? Go ask Mr. Cheney,” he taunted.

“Kaine Zahir!” Jasmine Yale snapped, fury making her eyes redden, “What else do you know?”

“If you get me, my wife, and my daughter out of here, I’ll tell you everything,” Kaine Zahir threatened.

He had pleaded with Sylvan Cheney last year, but had just ensnared himself instead.

Sylvan Cheney was not someone to be threatened, and instead of a successful plea for help, he ended up in prison.

He thought the professor by the door seemed powerful and influential; since Jasmine Yale could meet him, she surely had a way to affect things.

He had to admit, his adopted daughter seemed to be doing quite well for herself.

“Are you threatening me? I won’t deal with you, go ahead and keep silent, just rot in jail for the rest of your life!” Jasmine Yale issued her own threat.

“You!” Kaine Zahir’s eyes widened as he looked at her.

In fact, he didn’t really know anything; he was just threatening Jasmine Yale to gauge her response.

He hadn’t expected Jasmine to be so cold-hearted.

The two were at an impasse.

The temperature in the conference room dropped, and silence reigned.

Utter stillness!

Jasmine Yale’s heart was pounding fiercely, her palms sweating.

Her gaze was fixed intently on Kaine Zahir’s face, not relaxing for a moment.

This man, as always, was despicable.

Although he was better than Nancy Emmett, nothing could change his shrewd nature.

Always looking for an angle to exploit.

However, from what he had said, Jasmine guessed that he actually didn’t know much.

Because it seemed her mother was someone who never spilled a word to him.

He was merely threatening her.

After a long while, Kaine Zahir still didn’t give in.

As their eyes met, the air grew suddenly chill.

“Say it or don’t, I don’t have the time to waste here with you,” Jasmine Yale spoke slowly, “I can find out slowly on my own, and as for you, you’ll probably spend the rest of your life in prison. You really don’t need to be this way with me; I don’t owe you anything. On the contrary, you have never felt any remorse for abandoning me when I was eight years old.”

Fifteen years later, she saw not even a trace of apology on Kaine Zahir’s face.