Jasmine came home around three in the afternoon. At the time, I was busy practicing Head Smash on the small field in front of the villa. Just like what I said to Jaden, what went around came back around. I had to work harder on practicing Head Smash so that I could defend myself or even fight back if I’m threatened.
Jasmine was wearing a formal outfit with thick, nude-colored silk stockings and black leather shoes with low heels. Based on her outfit, she didn’t look like a person who was about to turn fifty years old at all—she looked forty at most.
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