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    When Jasmine was moved to a regr ward, Ste pulled out her phone. “I’ll transfer the payment we agreed on. Give me your ount number.”


    Jasmine’s tired eyes brightened slightly as she recited the numbers.


    Ste typed them in, then frowned when the name popped up on her screen. “Justin Chadwick?”


    Jasmine nodded weakly. “Yeah. He’s my boyfriend. I told him from the start I’d give him the money once this was over.”


    Ste’s fingers froze above her phone. Boyfriend?


    Their agreement had been for one million.


    And if Jasmine had died, Ste would have sent another million aspensation.


    And now… she was handing the entire amount over to her boyfriend?


    Ste’s finger hovered over the screen, but she hesitated. Something about the whole situation didn’t sit right with her.


    “Are you and your boyfriend… nning to get married?” she asked, trying to sound casual.


    Jasmine’s eyes softened, a dreamy smile spreading across her pale face. “Yeah. He said he’ll marry me once he’s saved enough. With this one million, that should be enough, right?”


    Her tone was so hopeful it almost hurt to hear. Jasmine wasn’t the type to chase luxury. She just wanted a small house and a simple life with the man she loved.


    But instead of easing Ste’s concerns, that sweetness only made her more uneasy.


    “What does he do?” Ste asked carefully. “Does he know about our deal?”


    The words slipped out before she could stop herself. It wasn’t really her ce to ask. She and Jasmine were only business partners.


    “Sorry,” Ste added quickly. “Forget I said anything.”


    Jasmine shook her head with a faintugh. “No, it’s okay. Honestly, it’s nice having someone to talk to.”


    Maybe it was because they looked alike, or maybe because Ste had stayed by her side through everything. Either way, Jasmine felt safe enough to open up.


    “He’s between jobs right now,” she said softly. “But he’s working hard. He told me he’s negotiating a big deal. Once that’s done, he’ll finally have enough to marry me.”


    Ste tilted her head. “He’s in business? What kind?”


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    She figured that if she could help Jasmine in any way, she would.


    But when Ste asked what kind of business Justin was in, Jasmine only shook her head. She didn’t really know. All she could say was that he was always gone before sunrise and came home looking worn out.


    “Ms. Russell, just send the money to his ount. I trust him.”


    Ste hesitated. There was something almost childlike in the way Jasmine said it, a blind and devoted trust. Still, she nodded.


    But she wasn’t about to act blindly. She contacted William, making sure the transaction could be reversed within a month if anything went wrong.


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