Chapter 2630: Was It Really Necessary, CEO Caddel…

"You’d better comply with me; I do have a temper, and you haven’t witnessed it in my spirited younger days. I also don’t want you to witness it." Beneath his refined glasses was a ruthless gaze.

As he spoke, Jasmine Yale cried out "Help," trying to grab onto anything she could.

She wouldn’t submit.

His offer was tempting—marriage, money, status—but she still wouldn’t yield.

She didn’t want any of it.

"Help, save me..."

"No one is going to save you. Let go. If you get hurt, I’ll be heartbroken. I’m telling you, my eldest son won’t come over; he’s handed you over to me. You’d better give up, or you’ll be hurt badly. In comparison, aside from age, it seems following me is a hundred times, a thousand times better than being with him."

"Navy Caddel, even if I crash into this wall today, I won’t be with you!"

"Heh." The man sneered, "You won’t crash; you have a daughter who’s still in need."

Jasmine Yale was startled and suddenly weakened completely.

Her heart sank to the lake’s bottom and never surfaced again, her face instantly turned pale.

She had to admit, hitting the snake’s vital spot worked—Little Clementine was her weak point.

Navy Caddel, the Old Fox, had crushed her with just one sentence.

Crashing here was easy for her, but what about Little Clementine... She’s only over ten months old... She just learned to call her Mom...

Little Clementine’s radiant smile appeared before her, the little one stretched out a soft little hand, giggling, showing her little white teeth.

Jasmine Yale was defeated, completely.

She no longer had the strength to even scream "Help," her hands released from the door.

She couldn’t resist.

A dazed expression rose in her eyes, bit by bit, pale as paper, her face lost its color.

"Rest assured, I will treat your daughter as my own, let her live in a mansion, buy her beautiful clothes, let her live a Little Princess life. Of course, you must also give me a child in the future. I guarantee a life of ease for both of you, reigning under one and above millions." Navy Caddel whispered in her ear as she ceased resisting, starting to unbutton her.

Despair filled Jasmine Yale’s eyes.

At this moment, all her strength was drained... She was like a little puppet, motionless, allowing Navy Caddel to manipulate her.

Whether it was the lingering effect of the red wine or some special essential oil used in the room, her body gradually softened, an electric current tingling through her bones.

This room was filled with a lustful atmosphere.

Turns out, this was a trap laid by Will Caddel, a trap she couldn’t escape once she stepped in.

He was using her to gain property, fame, a company, inheritance rights...

She was just a plaything in the palms of the father and son, pitifully not even a pawn.

So, in Conada, why accompany her on a journey through maple-red streets...

Why celebrate an unforgettable birthday in Old York on Valentine’s Day...

Why ask her for a pair of heart strings in Chinatown...

Why, CEO Caddel...

Despair gleamed in Jasmine Yale’s eyes, the aroma of essential oils in the air lingering at her nose, she’d already given up resisting.

In her ears, she seemed to hear the sound of rain outside the window, an autumn rain brings a chill.

This cold wave seeped into her bones.