He didn’t believe that being concerned about Boyce Shawn was not relevant. No, actually, there was something between them, otherwise they would not have kissed in public.
Looking at Armand Bernie’s expression, Jasmine Burke could guess what he was probably thinking and explained, “I’m the one who got Boyce in trouble, this matter should have had a big influence on him?”
“Of course, he has a special status.” Armand was very smart when handling other people’s affairs. Even if he could solve them quickly, he had to make Boyce’s situation miserable, so as to make Jasmine feel guilty about Boyce and encourage a further development for their relationship.
He thought to himself that he must be the best man in the world. Such a man who could become his best friend must have received a blessing from his previous life. ‘Who could have done so much for his best friend for his relationships?’
“Oh, maybe Boyce is getting scolded now, if the matter is serious, it may affect his official career.” Armand sighed, and deliberately said that the matter was serious.
Jasmine bit her lips with a chagrined expression. She thought that he was hurt because of her.
“Can I see him?” ‘After all, she was young. How could she be Armand’s rival?’ A few words were enough to make her feel muddleheaded and frightened.
Armand said, “I’ll take you to a place first. If we call him now, maybe he won’t have time to see us.”
Walking out of the campus, Armand and her stood on the side of the road waiting for a taxi. He looked at Jasmine, “If we need your help, please cooperate.”
“I will, I will definitely cooperate, as long as it can solve the trouble caused to him,” Jasmine said quickly, as to show her determination to Armand. She was afraid that her attitude was not enough clear and that would make him have doubts.
“Don’t be too nervous. We will help him.” Armand smiled and felt that maybe he was giving too much pressure to her. Her face lost its colour and became pale.
At that time, there was a taxi passing by. Armand stretched out his hand and stopped it. Soon, the taxi pulled over and Armand gently opened the back door, let Jasmine sit in, and waited until she sat before he boarded the car. He closed the door and looked forward, “Go to WY Group.”
“Okay.” The taxi driver started the car quickly and drove out.
On the way to WY, Armand introduced himself to Jasmine, “I’m Boyce’s good friend, you should know it.”
Jasmine nodded and clenched her hands. She felt uneasy all the time, and was anxious for Boyce.
“Let me introduce myself to you. My name is Armand Bernie, but you can call me Armand like Boyce does. I’m a lawyer, I have my own law firm but I haven’t taken cases myself for a long time.”
Jasmine pursed her lips and didn’t talk. Anyway, she heard all what Armand said. That day, in the breakfast shop, she realised that they were not ordinary people.
“And you, you don’t want to make a self-introduction to me?” Armand smiled to ask.
Jasmine lowered more her head. In front of them, she clearly felt that she didn’t belong to the same world of them. She was instinctively some timid and her voice was low, “I don’t have many relatives. My father died and my mother is in prison.”
Armand didn’t carefully asked Boyce about Jasmine’s information, but he didn’t care about her family background. ‘Who doesn’t want his parents to be alive, who doesn’t want to grow up in a happy family?’
‘Anyway, you can’t choose which family to be born into.’ For example, for the outsiders, he was a successful man. He was young, had a successful career and was quite handsome. He could easily find a woman to marry and have children if he wanted to.
However, he also had some pains that could not tell others.
He patted Jasmine’s shoulder and comforted her, “Don’t worry, we are all the same. Even if we apparently look bright and beautiful, everyone has its own distress.”
When it didn’t come to Theresa Gordon’s affair, Armand’s mind was still very clear and his way of speaking and acting was impeccable and well organized. He made people feel that he was a steady person.
But when it came to Theresa’s affair, he got extremely stupid.
Armand was very good at talking, and Jasmine was apparently not so nervous.
While they spoke, the car stopped under the WY Tower. Armand paid and got off the car.
Instead of leaving at once, he left the car door open and waited for Jasmine to get off.
Jasmine bent down and got out of the car, standing on the side of the road and looking up at the tower nearby, which rose to the sky and became the landmark of the City B’s Financial Street.
She had just seen that place from afar but she had never been so close.
She never thought she would get into a place like that one day.
Armand smiled and said, “Don’t be shy. People here are not strangers. They are all like Boyce and me. This time we need to ask him for help, that’s why I brought you here.”
Jasmine murmured, “It’s okay. As long as we could solve this problem as soon as possible, I can do whatever you want.”
She restated her position.
Armand felt happy for Boyce. That young girl was very responsible. Her family background was not good but Boyce was not married to her family, so as long as she was good, it would be okay.
He patted his head and felt that he was overthinking. That was not the right time to think about those things. “Go, let’s go in.”
He was familiar with that place, so the people at the front desk would not block him. He took Jasmine to the top floor quickly when Abbott Baron just came out of the president’s office. He called Abbott and asked him if Matthew Nelson was there.
“He just came back, he’s inside now, he already knows the situation,” Abbott said. He looked over him and saw Jasmine, who was behind him, then smiled, “Boyce was very good at hiding her.”
He didn’t know at all that Boyce had a girl and that she was so young. He heard that she was a college student in her first year. That old man either didn’t do anything, but gave in to the ‘temptation’ of that young girl. If it wasn’t for that news, he would have thought for a while that Boyce really liked men.
Armand looked at Abbott solemnly and reminded him, “Restrain yourself.”
‘She didn’t accept him yet, please don’t scare her.’
Abbott coughed lightly, as if he felt that his gaze was a little bit too direct just now. “Go in.” He sighed, “I still have to be squeezed.”
He had been working like a slave all day.
“Let him raise your salary,” Armand teased him.
Abbott’s face immediately stretched, “I don’t want to talk to you.” After saying that, he left. His annual salary was higher than the money earned by many bosses of small companies.
He was also rich, not less than Armand, perhaps even richer than Armand.
Armand didn’t have time to talk with him. He went with Jasmine to knock on the door of the office. Matthew was watching the news and said with indifference, “Come in.”
He pushed the door open and came in with Jasmine. Matthew didn’t look up. He was browsing the news about Boyce. He was still wearing the same clothes he worn before. His shirt was in a crumpled state and he looked a bit tired. He hadn’t had much rest those two days. He came directly from the City C to the company.
“It’s a tricky issue, and it’s going to be widespread now. It had a great impact on Boyce,” Armand said, looking at the man in front of the computer, his brow slightly raised. Matthew’s appearance was so rare that the stubble on his chin was particularly noticeable. His shabby appearance was quite masculine.
As soon as that thought came out, Armand almost gave himself a slap. He was a straight man. He even admitted that Matthew was handsome. ‘Was that abnormal?’
He was thinking to himself, ‘Is that what it said the charm of a “bad” man?’
Matthew drew his gaze from the computer screen and looked up. He looked at him and naturally also saw Jasmine, who was standing silently behind him. His eyes didn’t stop neither for a minute. He picked up the phone, called the interphone and asked the secretary to call the department of public relations, “Call me the director of public relations.”
He was holding the phone, but his eyes were glued to the screen.
The screensaver of his phone was a picture taken by him holding Dolores’ hand.
When he woke up, Dolores was still asleep, and he sat watching her from the edge of the bed. He held her hand and patted the palm of her hand. Her hand was so small that he could hold it in the palm of his hand. Her fingers were thin and bony and her nails were different from the current fashion of fancy nails, but were cleanly trimmed and very beautiful.
Just looking at it, he could perceive the feeling of holding her hand at that time, which softened his heart.