The nurse showed Natalie the way to Jasmine’s ward once Natalie reached the mental hospital.
It was a special ward with nothing else but an inflatable bed inside.
There wasn’t any window in the ward. Only a few air vents were available for ventilation. Those were the settings in place to stop Jasmine from attempting another suicide.
Natalie stood at the entrance of the wards instead of making her way into the ward.
“Yes, it’s me!” Natalie greeted Jasmine with a satisfied beam.
Jasmine clenched her fists with all her might and yelled, “Are you here to make fun of me again?”
“Is that necessary when I can just join the netizens on the internet?” Natalie remarked sarcastically.
Jasmine was rendered speechless by Natalie’s reply. A few seconds later, she asked at the top of her lungs, “If that’s the case, why are you here?”
“I’m here to tell you Harrison and Susan have figured out you’re still alive. They’re thrilled by the seemingly great news.”
“What about it? It’s not as if they’re able to get me out of this sickening place!”
“Unfortunately, they can’t!” Natalie leaned against the door frame. Jasmine was intimidated by the presence of the two buff-looking bodyguards behind Natalie.
“I’m here to tell you the great news and ask you the reason why you kept them in the dark all this while.”
Sneering, Jasmine announced, “Those fools can’t be of much help! If I don’t keep them in the dark, it’s only a matter of time until they let the cat out of the bag!”
“Well, I guess you’re right! Speaking of which, why are you holding a grudge against Susan?”
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