Chapter 68


    The two stood by the sidewalk, Jasmine still with a dazed expression, clutching Axel’s armi


    desperately. “She’s dangerous,” she urged, her voice filled with urgency.


    “What are you talking about?” Axel asked, yanking his arm free from her grip. There was a distinct air


    of craziness about her; the faraway look in her eyes only intensified the Crazy look.


    “You don’t understand, that woman, she–she… Jasmine struggled to articte her thoughts. Axel,


    growing impatient, snapped, “She what?!”


    Jasmine snapped out of her initial shock, blinking rapidly as if trying to regain herposure. Her


    words hung in the air.


    Sheported herself, her demeanor shifting as if a switch had been fl*pped.


    “Nothing,” she said, her eyes turning cold and detached.


    “You dropped this,” Axel stated, shoving her keys back into her arms.


    “Thank you,” she replied slowly, her tone devoid of emotion. She walked away, each step. measured


    and deliberate.


    Axel stood there for some time, watching her retreating figure. There was an air of mystery surrounding


    her, and he couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more to her story than she let on.


    Sebastian leaned back in his car seat, observing as Jasmine walked slowly back to her office. On the


    phone, Be’s voice came through sternly, “You should be careful next time. We’ll meet in somece


    private, an alley or somewhere, not a mall close to my office.”


    The hum of people, the distant chatter, and the asional car passing by created a backdrop to the


    intense conversation with Be.


    Sebastian shifted in his seat, his gaze still fixed on her “You met with someone just now after you left,”


    he stated. Be’s response was elusive, a nonmittal sound, she had met with Axel, her husband’s


    assistant not anyone of importance to be noted.


    “The girl I told you aboutst time,” he continued, referencing the mysterious Jasmine. “The one I said I


    was watching closely. I think she knows. She recognized you.”


    His watchful eyes had caught the subtle yet telling reaction from Jasmine as she passed by Be at the


    mall


    “I believe she is one of the girls from that pack, Sebastian asserted.


    Be, eager for information, questioned, “Who? Who is she?” Her voice tinged with a mix of curiosity


    and anxiousness.


    Listen, Seb, get rid of her if you have to…,” Sebastian instructed, his words carrying a sense of


    urgency.“…Of Anyone from there who might recognize me.” She pleaded.


    I’ll take care of it” He assured her.


    Sebastian remained seated in his car, quietly observing Jasmine as she walked at a leisurely pace.


    Soon, his attention was drawn to another man trailing directly behind her. At first nce, the man


    appeared to be an ordinary passerby, but Sebastian had observed and noticed him on multiple


    asions, that same b*dy frame concealed with heavy clothing and a face mask.


    If became evident that this man was following Jasmine, much like Sebastian himself.


    The mysterious man’s actions raised suspicions, hinting at motives that were far from innocent, he


    seemed to be stalking her.


    Sebastian let out a heavy sigh as he leaned back in his chair, contemting the unfolding events. It


    appeared that he might not need to directly intervene; the situation with Jasmine seemed to be


    resolving itself. However, he decided to maintain his vignt watch to ensure she wouldn’t be a


    futureplication. While he strongly disliked the idea of resorting to murder, he acknowledged that it


    could be ast resort if absolutely necessary.


    Jasmine reflected on the necessity of her walk. It had been a needed escape, a moment to distance


    herself from the embarrassment of her recent encounter with Mrs. Wild, her neighbor. The irrationality


    of her actions lingered in her mind, and she couldn’t shake the feeling of being perceived as a crazy


    person.


    As she strolled through the familiar streets, Jasmine attempted to rationalize her earlier assumptions.


    “There’s no way Mrs. Wild was the woman from that time. They just look a little alike, she reasoned


    within herself. However, her impulsive deration of Mrs. Wild’s alleged evil nature to Axel, her


    associate, haunted her. She cringed at the thought of how he might perceive her now. From the


    incident at the art exhibition to sleeping on his couch, to outright attacking him, and finally,beling the


    wife of a prominent man as evil–it was a series of events that painted an erratic picture of her


    character.


    Heading home, these thoughts consumed her. The weight of her actions and the potential


    repercussions loomedrge. Jasmine grappled with the consequences of her words and behavior,


    unsure of how her rtionship with Axel would be, it was clear him and Be were acquainted.


    Jasmine stood at the ground floor of the building, patiently waiting for the elevator. The weight of recent


    events lingered in the air.


    Feeling a mix of frustration and shame, Jasmine let out a sigh, momentarily releasing the tension that


    had built up within her. In a moment of emotional release, she found herself gently banging her head


    against the wall adjacent to the elevator. The rhythmic sound echoed her inner turmoil.


    As she raised her head, she was met with Axel’s gaze, his expression seemingly inscrutable. His nk


    stare left Jasmine wondering about the thoughts that upied his mind. It was evident that he, too, had


    just returned from work, and an unspoken acknowledgment. passed between them. They were


    destined for yet another elevator ride together, an urrence that had be increasingly awkward.


    The elevator doors slid open, revealing the confined space that would once again serve as the


    backdrop for their silent proximity. Jasmine hesitated for a moment before stepping in, bracing herself.


    The air between Jasmine and Axel hung heavy with unspoken words, creating an atmosphere fraught


    with tensi


    As they stepped inside, silence enveloped them like an


    entity drowning out any potential conversation


    Jasmine cast a hopeful nce in Axel’s direction, secretly yearning for him to break the silence, to


    acknowledge the peculiar incident that had unfolded earlier, so she could have a chance to exin.


    However, Axel remained an enigma, his stoic demeanor unchanged. It was as if she wasn’t there as if


    she were an invisible object. He was obviously ignoring her presence and it Made her feel worse. He


    wasn’t even making anyint about her weird situations. She wanted to exin, they were all


    misunderstandings, that she wasn’t like that. that she wasn’t crazy.


    The mechanical hum of the elevator’s ascent seemed to magnify the silence, amplifying the


    awkwardness that lingered between them.


    Axel however remained with a nk and calm expression.


    Although Axel was curious by Jasmine’s earlier behavior, as he encountered her again in the evening,


    she appeared to have returned to normal, although with a hint of embarrassment lingering. Choosing a


    path of discretion. Axel made a deliberate decision to refrain from probing into the matter, allowing the


    metaphorical elephant in the room to linger undisturbed


    Axel decided to adopt an attitude of indifference he chose to act as if the peculiar incident hadn’t


    urred. He had resolved to have nothing to do with her.This belongs to N?velDrama.Org.