Chapter 518


    Chapter 518 Jasmine Goes Crazy


    Za took Jasmine as air and said, “Lincoln, hold me tight. I feel cold.” Za’s sweet voice was so


    delicate and charming. Lincoln did that and asked, “Do you still feel cold now?” “Well, I feel better.”


    Lincoln quickened his pace and walked past Jasmine. Jasmine looked at him and shouted, “Lincoln, I


    have something to tell you.” Lincoln stopped. Jasmine looked at Za triumphantly. have nothing to


    talk to you.” With that, Lincoln walked into the lounge with Za in his arms.


    Jasmine, who wascent, became dumbfounded. People who didn’t know might think she was


    sick because she was wearing too little. Jasmine went crazy. Za would not offend others if others


    didn’t offend her. Seeing Jasmine, Za put her chin on Lincoln’s shoulder and waved at her.


    Jasmine became gloomier. She was so angry that she gritted her teeth and turned to go back to the


    lounge. Za whispered, “Lincoln, is it okay for you to anger her?” After all, the Powell family had great


    influence in Brevan.


    “That’s not enough.” Hearing that, Za was startled. What? Za looked at Jasmine and saw the


    reporters who had made things difficult for Lincoln rushing to Jasmine before she stepped into the


    lounge.


    Jasmine didn’t react in time and failed to enter the lounge. In a thin sweater, she was surrounded by


    reporters in the snow. The reporters asked some tricky questions.


    “Miss Powell, what do you think of the scene just now?” “Miss Powell, Mr. Nash seems wholeheartedly


    devoted to thatdy. Do you think you still have a chance?” “Miss Powell, do you think your identity can


    help you? Is there a chance of winning?”


    Questions were raised one by one. Jasmine was in trouble. Seeing that, some drivers and bodyguards


    rushed to disperse the reporters and protect her. Za understood everything. When Za was


    surrounded, no one stepped forward to help her. It seemed that someone had been bought by the


    Powell family. Their behavior had exposed themselves. “Did you arrange it?” Za looked at Lincoln.


    “Yes.”


    Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!


    “Aren’t those reporters hired by the Powell family? Why did you have them surround Jasmine?” As


    soon as Za finished her words, she was held into a separate lounge. In the lounge, Janus crossed


    his legs and hummed a song. There was a notebook in front of him.


    “Za,” Janus shouted after seeing Za. Za saw the data on theputer. It was anonymous text


    messages. The contents were the addresses and personal information of the reporters.


    A sentence was at the end of each piece of the message. It read, [Interview Jasmine. Otherwise, you


    will be in trouble.] When the reporters saw the message, they rushed toward Jasmine. What was it?


    Jasmine deserved it. How did Jasmine feel at that moment?


    Za turned to look at Jasmine’s lounge through the floor-to-ceiling window. The drivers and the


    bodyguards tried to protect Jasmine by pushing the reporters away so that she could walk into the


    lounge. However…