"Mrs. Robinson, you're from a good family, and you also married well. Everyone thinks that you're lucky." Monica placed her hand on the back of Jasmine's hand. Jasmine wanted to draw her hand away, but Monica grabbed her hand tightly.

Jasmine started to panic. "What do you want?"

Monica leaned forward and looked directly into her eyes. "I just want to be friends with you. After Xavier and Kayla get married, we'll be closer sisters."

"I'm not the one who decides this. It needs Old Mr. Robinson