Jasmine sat gracefully on the plush sofa, quietly absorbing the Montgomerys' frantic, overlapping apologies with a perfectly poised, serene smile.
Once they finally paused for breath, Jasmine spoke softly. "Lyra acted entirely on her own. You have absolutely no reason to blame yourselves. She is the one who owes an apology, not you."
Seeing her so magnanimous and elegant, the Montgomerys felt a massive weight lift off their shoulders. Their faces immediately broke out into relieved smiles as they showered her with relentless flattery and praise.
"You're both too kind," Jasmine replied, her expression cool and untouchable.
After Mr. Montgomery spent another twenty minutes desperately brown-nosing Jonathan Ford about potential business ventures, the couple finally said their goodbyes and left the estate.
The entire Ford family knew exactly why these elites were suddenly bending over backward to please them. It was solely because Jasmine was Rowan Jameson's girlfriend.
Being under his protection made her royalty. The city's highest social circles had no choice but to treat her like glass.
Jonathan, Tabitha, and Grandma Ford all shared the exact same thought: Jasmine needed to lock Rowan down in marriage as soon as humanly possible.
Even a formal engagement would solidify their empire.
***
The moment the front door clicked shut behind the Montgomerys, Tabitha turned to her daughter. "Has Rowan mentioned anything about a wedding timeline yet?"
Jasmine shook her head.
Although he hadn't popped the question, the family had gauged the outside world's attitude and knew it was practically a done deal.
Even if he wasn't rushing to the altar, they were confident enough in their standing that it didn't spark any panic.
Tabitha smirked. "Once that ring is on your finger, I'd love to see if that vicious little brat Lyra still has the nerve to run her mouth!"
Jasmine didn't even bother looking at her mother's vindictive expression. "Mom, don't stoop to her level. Lyra is just incredibly immature."
Tabitha went dead silent.
The idea that they had finally gotten rid of Lyra only for a new rival to appear left her reeling. "Is she really that much of a threat?"
"She's not just a pretty face. She's crawled her way up from the absolute bottom. She's ruthless."
Jasmine knew better than anyone that raw ambition and cunning were far deadlier than mere beauty.
A beautiful, intelligent woman who knew how to survive.
That was a combination she couldn't afford to underestimate.
The only thing bothering her was that she couldn't shake the nagging feeling she had seen Josie somewhere before.

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