Chapter 100 Henry Once again Forced Jasmine to Come and Beg Him
Company cafeteria.
It was lunchtime, and no one called Jasmine to eat with them.
Jasmine was not familiar with the company either.
In fact, according to the normal procedure, HR should arrange for someone to accompany Jasmine to get to know the company a bit, but Daria didn't think Jasmine would stay in the company for long, so she deliberately made things difficult.
"Hey? Why didn't you go to eat?" Outside the door, a kind-hearted female employee asked.
Jasmine glanced at the time and inquired softly, "Hello, where is the company cafeteria?"
The female employee looked at the time. "At this hour, there probably won't be much food left even if you go now. Hasn't HR taken you around to familiarize yourself with the company?"
Jasmine shook her head.
"Well, let me show you." The female employee was about to take Jasmine to the cafeteria when other employees deliberately took her aside.
"Why are you bothering with her? Do you know she got in through the back door? I heard she only has a high school diploma and a criminal record. Stay away from her; I heard she's a thief."
The kind-hearted female employee turned back in shock to look at Jasmine. How could someone with just a high school diploma get into Stellar Enterprises?
"Sorry, I suddenly have some work to do here. You can ask someone else." The female employee made an excuse and quickly left.
Jasmine lowered her eyes, looking down at her fingers, already anticipating what was to come.
Walking down the hallway, Jasmine noticed that even the janitor was reluctant to interact with her.
Everyone was avoiding her, and wherever she passed, there would be whispers behind her.
Jasmine had already guessed that this was a warning from those people.
"Excuse me, where is the cafeteria?" Jasmine saw a janitor cleaning in the restroom and cautiously asked.
The janitor, mopping the floor vigorously, acted as if she hadn't seen Jasmine.
Jasmine took a step back quickly, feeling a bit aggrieved, and lowered her head, deciding not to speak anymore.
After wandering around the company by herself, when she finally found the cafeteria, the staff had already finished cleaning.
"You're new here?" The cafeteria's elder man quietly asked Jasmine, who was standing alone at the door.
Jasmine nodded.
"Lunchtime is at 11:40. It's almost time for work now. Come earlier next time." The elder man reminded her.
Jasmine nodded, turned around, and left.
"If you're hungry, go out of the company and walk about a hundred meters down that alley. There's a place selling lunch. You can check it out." The elder man added.
Jasmine thanked him, turned, and walked outside the company.
"That's Jasmine. Do you know about the fake heiress case six years ago? It was all over the news; it was all about her."
"She's the woman who swapped her life with a real heiress for over twenty years, a thief with a criminal record, and only a high school diploma."
"How dare she show her face at Stellar Enterprises?"
Jasmine kept her head down.
These people were talking as if they didn't care if she could hear them.
"I heard she knows how to please men. Apparently, among the rich upper class in the city, there isn't a man who hasn't slept with her."
Jasmine's steps faltered for a moment, but she didn't look back.
There was no need to explain.
"I heard Liam recommended her. Could it be that she slept with Liam too?"
Jasmine quickly walked out of the company, feeling her fingers trembling.
In fact, she had long been accustomed to these rumors. HR's attempt to pressure her into giving up using such methods seemed rather crude.
She bought a cup of coffee in the alley and glanced in the direction of Stellar Enterprises.
This building was really tall.
It was a height that many people couldn't reach in their entire lives.
"Jasmine? This is Chloe. Do you remember me?" Someone called Jasmine.
It was Chloe, the receptionist from the Boston Club.
Jasmine remembered her. Chole was very kind.
"Chloe, what's wrong?" Jasmine asked softly.
She changed her phone number, so there was no way Chloe could have known it. Only Emily knew this number.
Jasmine had actively contacted Emily after changing her phone.
"Emily asked me to call you. She's in trouble; can you come and see her?" Chloe cried.
Jasmine's breath momentarily stopped, and her fingers, holding the phone, slowly tightened. "What happened?"
"John is a long-time client Emily has been taking care of. His wife found out and had someone... had someone attack Emily. Emily is pregnant; she doesn't know it herself; she's bleeding heavily... even if she's saved, her uterus... her uterus can't be saved." Chloe's voice trembled as she cried.
"Emily and that John have no relationship at all; she’s innocent. Emily actually has a boyfriend, a manager at our club. The child is also the manager's. After Emily was attacked, he ran away and hid."
Jasmine took a deep breath.
She actually knew that Emily had a boyfriend, even if Emily didn't say it, Jasmine had noticed during the days they lived together.
"Have you called the police?" Jasmine raised her head, numbly asking.
In fact, she knew very well that calling the police wouldn't help.
"The other party has connections. We can't afford to provoke them." Chloe continued crying on the phone. "Jasmine, I don't know what to do; I don't have enough money to pay for medical expenses. The people at the club don't care; they refuse to advance us the money. Jasmine, you know Mr. Patrick, right? Can you ask Mr. Patrick to make a call? Please, please ask Mr. Patrick for help."
"He can fix it with just one call." Chloe continued. She sounded helpless as she cried.
"Which hospital?" Jasmine's voice trembled.
Should she ask Henry?
"Boston Medical Center."
"I'll figure something out..." Jasmine crouched on the ground, holding her hands. Hating that she was powerless to help her friend.
What could she do?
Today was her first day at Stellar Enterprises. If she just left like this, she might not even pass the assessment.
If she left now, would Ethan be disappointed?
But if she didn't go, what would happen to Emily?
Emily once saved Jasmine's life.
Other than asking Henry, she had no other way.
...
Bellagio Hotel.
Henry sat on the sofa, looking at Ben. "Jasmine isn’t staying with Richard?"
Henry was a bit annoyed, and he rubbed his brow in frustration. "You can't even find one person?"
"Mr. Patrick, Silverlight City is Ethan's territory; he doesn't want us to find her..." Ben sighed.
Suddenly, the phone buzzed.
Henry picked up the phone and glanced at it. It was an unknown number. "Hello?"
"Henry..."
On the other end of the phone was Jasmine.
"Jasmine? Where are you?" Henry sat up straight; he was genuinely worried about Jasmine.
"Can you... help me with something?" Jasmine asked hesitantly.
"Where are you?" Henry just wanted to know where she was, and if she was safe.
"Emily is at Boston Medical Center, she needs money... to save her life. Can you help me? I will pay you back." Jasmine's voice was pleading.
Henry frowned, glanced at Ben, and gestured for him to handle it. "Don't worry, I've already asked Ben to handle it. Where are you? Shall I take you back to Boston?"
Jasmine fell silent. "I... found a job and today is my first day of work; I can't leave temporarily now. I get off work at 5:30 in the afternoon. I'll figure it out myself..."
"I'll take care of Emily's situation, I'll wait for you until 5:30, and then take you to see her." Henry wanted to take the opportunity to bring Jasmine back to Boston.
"Okay..." Jasmine agreed. "Thank you."
After hanging up the phone, Henry looked at Ben. "What's the situation with Emily?"
Ben also hung up the phone on his end, looking flustered. "John's wife found the club, had a confrontation with Emily, and Emily fell down the stairs. She's pregnant and bleeding heavily."
Henry furrowed his brow and rubbed his forehead.
He deliberately had someone tell John's wife about Emily's situation. He thought if Emily got into trouble, she would contact Jasmine, and Jasmine would definitely come to him.
He didn't expect such a serious accident to happen.
"Handle it quickly!" Henry was getting agitated, and he kicked the table in frustration.
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