"It’s not funny Lawrence I literally was kicked out of his estate for his mistress I couldn’t turn to you or father for help, I had to look elsewhere," I told him.
"Jasmine it’s nothing personal, it’s just business. Chairman Acland is a very important person, our family and company can’t be seen associating with you if you’re on his bad side."
Of course, everything always comes back to business doesn’t it? I thought in annoyance.
"I’m your family," I pointed out to him.
"You know that doesn’t matter to Father, Jasmine. But anyway, it worked for you in the end didn’t it?" He asked me. "Good for you."
He was making it seem like I was using Louis, like I was some sugar baby. "It’s not like that betwee—"
"It doesn’t matter what your reasons are Jasmine. I suggest you take this opportunity and look after yourself and your child." he interrupted me.
He then gave a hand signal to his assistant and the assistant stepped forward handing him a folder.
"Here," he said as he handed me the folder. "These are our mother’s medical records as you requested."
I looked down at the document. I didn’t expect him to do it himself.
He then turned from me and began to walk away. "I don’t want us to be enemies Jasmine. I just want you to understand how business works. Since you reached out to me first I thought I would come and tell you this."
"You don’t want us to be enemies now because what you think I’m with the Carringtons?" I asked him.
He didn’t answer immediately as he walked away. "Take care of yourself, Jasmine," he said ignoring my question. "And by the way, father doesn’t know I came to see you."
With my eyes narrowed I watched him leave.
On the ride back to Louis’ apartment I went through the document. My jaw dropped to the floor as I found out the cause of my mother’s death.
Firstly I could say that the cause of my mother’s death was not related to mine. The doctors actually knew what was wrong with her.
The cause of death was inflammation of the brain. What caused the inflammation? The autopsy report said consistent trauma to the head.
The consistent trauma my mother received that I could think of was from my father’s hands...
All the abuse must have gotten to her. As her body weakened and her injuries worsened.
So this is why Father never wanted us to ask questions after my mother died. That’s why he wanted us to quickly forget her and move on.
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"Nice! One more left hook," Louis told Tony. Tony swung at the boxing punching pads Louis wore on his hands.
I sat by the benches watching them. When I arrived at the apartment the two of them had already had lunch and were preparing for boxing. I too was supposed to have lunch but I wasn’t feeling hungry after reading my mother’s autopsy report. I decided to just watch the two box.
"Alright, let’s take a short break. Go drink some water, have a snack and we can start the next round after.
"Just one more," Tony pleaded.
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