Chapter 122


    Jasmine red hatefully in the direction Shane and Natalie had gone in. She hissed, “I don’t need you to


    remind me!”


    Of course, she knew she had been used. What was even more infuriating and humiliating was that she


    had not noticed at all. She had honestly thought Shane wanted to dance with her.


    Yet, it turned out that he had only done that for Natalie. He did not want Natalie and Sean to dance


    together, so he had pulled her onto the dancefloor so he could get to Natalie.


    Jasmine was so angry she could scream. Her chest rose and fell heavily with the force of her fury while


    utter hatred toward Natalie shone in her eyes.


    A sly look entered Sean’s eyes when he noticed that. “Are you going to just ept defeat like that?”


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    The way her lips pursed tightly was answer enough.


    He chuckled evilly and suggested, “If you’re not, then do something about it!”


    “Huh?” Her head snapped to look at him. “What are you…?”


    He merely shrugged his shoulders in response, not saying anything more.


    Jasmine lowered her gaze to hide the scheming glint that appeared in her eyes.


    He’s right. I finally got a chance to dance with Shane yet that b**** snatched him away from me! I’ll teach


    her a lesson she’ll never forget!


    Her attention focused on the way Natalie’s dress trailed along the floor. Then, her eyes gleamed brightly


    when she got an idea.


    She patted Sean, her eyes darting to Natalie meaningfully. Her intention was obvious. She wanted him to


    lead them in that direction.


    Once they were close enough, she pretended to stumble and deliberately stepped on Natalie’s dress.


    Since Natalie’s back was facing Jasmine, she did not realize thetter’s actions at all.


    Although Shane had seen Jasmine stumble, he did not notice that her foot was right on Natalie’s dress.


    Thus, he ignored her and twirled Natalie in a grand spin for the finishing move.


    At that moment, a loud ripping sound rang out.


    Immediately after that, Natalie felt the way her dress split open at the front and slipped down her chest.


    “AHH!” she shrieked in panic. Her arms flew up to cover herself as she crouched down on the floor, her


    face pale with shock.


    Shane’s eyes narrowed and he hurriedly took off his suit jacket. Draping it over her body, he roared at


    the control room on the second floor, “Turn off the lights!”


    The employees in the control room hastily did as ordered.


    In an instant, the entire hall was plunged into darkness.


    Shane helped Natalie to her feet. His voice was uncharacteristically gentle as heforted her, “Calm


    down. Nobody saw anything.”


    Natalie looked as white as a sheet, her pupils blown wide in fear. Her hands clutched the suit jacket to


    her tightly while her entire body shivered uncontrobly.


    It was clear she was deeply traumatized by what just happened.


    “Shane, is Nat okay?” Sean’s voice sounded from somewhere beside them.


    Shane ignored him. Despite the darkness that shrouded them, his cold gaze urately fixed on Jasmine


    as he demanded, “Why did you step on her dress?”


    Judging from the direction the tearing sound hade from and Jasmine’s location then, it was easy to


    guess the reason for Natalie’s current condition.


    “I didn’t mean to! I didn’t know I was stepping on her dress. I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!” Jasmine burst into


    tears, crying pitifully as if she had really not done it on purpose.


    Too bad for her, Shane waspletely unconvinced. He patted Natalie’s trembling back, intoning, “Do


    you seriously think I’ll believe you?”


    Jasmine’s crying hitched for a second before she continued. “Shane, I know you won’t believe me


    because I used to be at odds with Ms. Natalie previously. But I swear, I really didn’t do this deliberately!”


    Sean pushed his sses up his nose before stating, “Shane, I can vouch for her. Her heels were too


    high and she twisted her ankle. She must have identally stepped on Nat’s dress then.”


    “An ident? I don’t think so. Does she look like she twisted her ankle?” Shane pointed a finger at


    Jasmine with a sneer.


    “That’s enough, Shane. We can get to the truth of the matterter. What’s more important now is to bring


    Nat to the private lounge so she can change out of that dress,” Sean reminded.


    That snapped Shane out of his fury. He moved to help Natalie out of there when Sean stopped him.


    In an airy tone, Sean said, “Shane, I don’t think it’s appropriate for you to go with Nat. After all, you’re still


    Jasmine’s fiancé. What would others think if they see you going with another woman to change out of


    her clothes? What would they think about her? It’s better if I take Nat out of here.”