Chapter Fifty-OneThe room was thick with the scent of sweat and sex, the air almost stifling as the couple on the desk moved with animalistic intensity. The woman, half-naked and flushed, had her arms wrapped around Jasper’s neck as their bodies collided, hands clawing at each other’s skin, the sound of their breathless moans filling the space. Jasper, shirtless and wild, gripped the woman’s hips, pulling her roughly against him as they devoured each other with an urgent, primal need. Her fingers tangled in his hair, pulling hard as she arched back, and Jasper responded with a deep, guttural groan. Their mouths met in a fierce, hungry kiss, tongues tangling, teeth grazing, as if the world outside didn’t exist. They were lost in each other, oblivious to the chaos around them, bodies moving in sync like they had done this many times before. Suddenly, the door to the office swung open with a loud thud, slamming against the wall. Jasmine stood frozen in the doorway, her breath catchi

Chapter Fifty-ThreeJasmine’s heart skipped a beat when the door of the second SUV opened, and a tall, strikingly beautiful woman stepped out. Her long, lean frame was like that of a runway model, her sun-kissed skin glowing against the pristine white dress she wore. Her dark hair cascaded in loose waves, framing her face perfectly, and when she smiled, it was as if the entire world lit up. Jasmine blinked in disbelief, her anger, frustration, and exhaustion momentarily forgotten. The woman stood there, beaming at her, and that was all it took. “Anastasia!” Jasmine’s voice was full of surprise and joy. She bolted out of the living room, her feet barely touching the floor, and rushed toward her. The two women embraced as though they had been apart for a lifetime. Their arms wrapped around each other tightly, neither wanting to let go. Jasmine squeezed her eyes shut, a smile breaking across her face as she held onto her best friend, all her headaches and anger from earlier complet

Chapter Fifty-Five The front door creaked open, and Henry stepped into the house, his presence immediately bringing a sense of calm to Jasmine. She stood up, a warm smile spreading across her face as she went to greet her husband. The day had been overwhelming, but seeing Henry walk in gave her the comfort she desperately needed. Without hesitation, she wrapped her arms around him, and he gently returned the embrace, his lips brushing the top of her head in a soft, reassuring gesture. Anastasia stood up as well, her radiant smile brightening the room even more. Henry smiled at her and nodded in acknowledgment, offering a warm handshake. He knew how much Jasmine valued her friendship with Anastasia. Jasmine was an introvert, someone who struggled to open up to others, but Anastasia had always been her safe space. She had been the only friend who stood beside Jasmine at their wedding as a witness, never judging, never looking down on Henry. For that, Henry held her in high regard.

Chapter Fifty-SevenThe CEO led the group through the grand lobby of The Penthouse to an exclusive, private elevator that opened directly into the most luxurious restaurant in the building. The restaurant itself was a masterpiece, with floor-to-ceiling windows offering a panoramic view of the city’s glittering skyline. Soft, ambient lighting gave the room a golden glow, and in the corner, the world’s finest opera singer performed alongside a renowned violinist, their music weaving an atmosphere of elegance and serenity.Henry and Jasmine admired the ambiance, feeling like they had stepped into a scene from a dream. Anastasia, accustomed to the luxury, still found herself impressed by the level of attention and care the restaurant offered. It was clear that this place catered only to the world’s elite.As they settled in, the CEO’s phone buzzed, and after glancing at the screen, he gave them an apologetic smile. “Please excuse me for a moment. I have a matter to attend to,” he said,

Chapter Fifty-NineHenry stood poised, his gaze steady as one of the soldiers moved toward him, trying to grab his arm. Each time the soldier reached out, Henry simply sidestepped, not even breaking a sweat. The crowd watched, captivated, as he avoided every move with ease and grace, not even lifting a finger to fight back.“Stand still!” the soldier barked, frustration brewing. His face turned red, and the veins on his neck began to pulse. But Henry remained calm, his expression unreadable.“I wouldn’t do this if I were you,” Henry replied coolly, keeping his hands relaxed by his sides. “I’m here to enjoy a meal, not cause a scene.”The soldier’s frustration only grew. Unable to handle being outsmarted, he reached for his electric taser, his fingers trembling. He was about to press the trigger when a loud, authoritative voice echoed across the room.“Stop!” The CEO’s voice sliced through the tension like a blade.The soldiers froze, their heads turning in surprise as the CEO himsel