Chapter 3 Watching You Make Love To My Sister?

• Jasmine , while eating, answered Ines Lincoln's call in a formal tone.
• "Ines, what seems to be the matter?"
• "Manager Lopez, please come here urgently." Ines's panicked voice came through the call.
• "What is it?" Jasmine's calm demeanor faltered, her brows furrowing as she set her food aside.
• "Director Fulton... he intends to terminate your position and appoint Jenny as the new manager in your place." Ines's words struck a nerve.
• Jasmine had always been in charge of the planning department, and now they were just going to fire her without reason?
• As Jasmine closed her eyes, the faces of Jenny and Michael appeared in her mind once again.
• What do they want? Are they trying to push her out of the company?
• "I understand. I will go to the office immediately." Jasmine stood up from her chair, grabbed her briefcase, and made her way out.
• As she turned her head, she noticed the unfinished bowl of noodles. She couldn't bear to waste it.
• ......
• Within half an hour, Jasmine arrived at Astra Abadi Company.
• Upon seeing her, Ines hurriedly approached her.
• "Manager Lopez, they are currently in a meeting and won't let me in..."
• Jasmine tightened her grip on her briefcase, took a deep breath, and walked into the meeting room in her high heels.
• Knock knock knock----
• Standing in front of the meeting room, Jasmine knocked on the door before entering.
• "Jasmine, as the former manager of the planning department, you are late. Shouldn't you apologize?"
• The man sitting in an important position at the meeting table stared at Jasmine sharply and sneered upon her arrival.
• Jasmine's hair cascaded down her back.
• She was dressed in a white shirt and a black skirt, giving her a slim appearance.
• A Chanel scarf adorned her neck, concealing the marks left by him the previous night.
• She took her seat, her face calm, and placed her hands firmly on the table to control her emotions.
• "Director Fulton, I did not receive any notification of this meeting. Furthermore, what do you mean by 'former manager of the planning department'? Please provide an explanation."
• "Explanation? The explanation is that I have terminated your position and Jenny will take your place." Michael's cold gaze fixed upon her, his words devoid of empathy.
• Jasmine looked at him and smiled coldly. Jenny had an accident... was it because she had been intimate with Michael in the car?
• It seemed that he not only wanted to change her position in the office, but also wanted to replace her as his wife.
• "I disagree." Jasmine looked directly at Michael, her words firm.
• She would not give up her title as his wife or her position in the office.
• Michael's eyebrows furrowed, his hand playing with a black pen on the table. In a condescending tone, he asked, "On what basis do you disagree, Jasmine?"
• The atmosphere in the large meeting room suddenly grew tense. Everyone held their breath, afraid to make a sound.
• After a moment, Jasmine confidently replied, "Director, Old Madam Fulton appointed me to this position. If you wish to revoke it, the Director himself must make that decision. If not, it must be because my abilities do not match those of others, in which case, I am willing to resign."
• There was a brief pause before Michael's sharp gaze shifted to Jenny, who was sitting in front of him. He smiled politely. "Miss Jenny, if you wish to become the deputy director, that is fine. However, you must prove your superiority to me in planning the company's newest design. If you can do that, I will resign."
• Jenny's heart trembled. Although she and Jasmine both studied design in college, she was nowhere near Jasmine's level.
• "I..." Jenny bit her lip, her innocent face filled with uncertainty. She looked at Michael, silently pleading for his help, as if to say that Jasmine was always causing trouble for her.
• "Very well, that's enough for today's meeting. I will give you five days to create the newest design. The design that satisfies the client will determine the deputy director of the planning department. The meeting is adjourned!" The man sitting in the main seat calmly and with a stern expression declared.
• In a matter of seconds, the participants quickly left the meeting room.
• "Michael... I..." Jenny called out to Michael, her voice filled with a spoiled tone. She stood up and walked towards the main chair.
• Jasmine, who was sitting in front of him, felt her heart tighten. She averted her gaze, pretending not to see, and prepared to leave with her briefcase.
• But just as she took a step, a low and angry voice stopped her in her tracks. "Jasmine, stay right there."
• Jasmine immediately froze, not daring to take another step forward. She looked up, forcing a smile at Michael. "Is there something you would like to discuss, Director Fulton?"
• However, as she turned her head, she saw Jenny sitting coquettishly on Michael's lap, her arm wrapped around his neck without any regard for decorum.
• Jasmine knew they were having an affair behind her back, but seeing it with her own eyes still pierced her heart.
• But no matter what Jenny wanted, she was still her twin sister.
• After a while, Michael remained silent. Jasmine grew impatient and spoke in a cold tone. "Director Fulton, should I stay here and witness how you and my sister engage in intimate activities? I'm sorry, but I am very busy and do not have time for that."
• Upon hearing that, Michael pulled Jenny down from his lap. "Jenny, please leave."
• Jenny's feet touched the ground as she looked at Michael in shock. "Michael..."
• "Do I need to repeat myself?" Michael asked, his frown conveying his anger as he coldly looked at Jenny.
• Jenny clenched her fists and lowered her head, slowly walking out of the meeting room. The look in Michael's eyes just now indicated his anger. If Jenny hadn't complied, one could only imagine what would have happened.
• The meeting room door closed with a resounding thud.
• In the large meeting room, only Michael and Jasmine remained.
• "Director Fulton, is there anything else?" Jasmine asked, her face serious as she tightly held the document folder in her hand.
• But it was clear that they were husband and wife, that they had been intimate multiple times in bed.
• Michael narrowed his eyes and smiled coldly. He stood up from his seat and walked towards the woman, forcefully pushing her down onto the long table.
• "Director Fulton, what are you doing?" Jasmine asked, her eyes widening in surprise. This was a meeting room, and anyone could walk in at any moment. She didn't want others to witness her in such a vulnerable state.