One night stand with my president (chapter 270)

 

Chapter 270: Not His Family

Jasmine's first reaction was that the photo in the frame must be of Russell's mother.

Thinking of her own elder sister, Jasmine felt a mix of emotions.

Russell's mother, Sandra, was superior to her in every aspect from looks to personality to talent.

Sandra was eight years older than Jasmine, and since childhood, Jasmine had always heard people say things like Sandra made all kinds of achievements at a young age.

But no matter how hard Jasmine tried, she couldn't measure up to Sandra.

Later on, Sandra even married into the prestigious Hunter family.

To be fair, Sandra was always very kind to Jasmine, loving and caring for her.

But the seeds of jealousy had taken root in Jasmine's heart from a young age, and they couldn't be removed.

"Russell, why do you have to say things like that?" Rogelio said. "Isn't there anything we can solve properly?"

"I don't need to solve anything with you."

"You..."

While Rogelio was talking to Russell, Jasmine took a few steps aside and picked up the photo frame from the small coffee table.

She wanted to see Sandra.

"Sandra, no matter how excellent you are, you still fall short of me in the end," Jasmine said in her heart.

But when she picked up the frame and saw the photo inside, she was stunned because it wasn't a photo of Sandra.

It was a picture of Russell standing next to a young lady beside a snowman.

And she had just seen this young lady.

"Is this Adeline? How could Russell have a photo with Adeline, and even frame it and place it here?" Jasmine thought.

Just as Jasmine was turning this over in her mind, she suddenly heard Russell's sharp command.

"Put it down!"

Jasmine was startled, almost dropping the photo frame.

She quickly placed the frame back on the coffee table and said with a smile, "Sorry, Russell. I didn't mean to touch your things."

"Whether you meant to or not, you've touched it," Russell said with anger in his eyes. "I have nothing more to say to you. Please leave."

Jasmine seemed to ignore his words and asked, I "Russell, are you people in this photo you and Miss Hensley? You two..."

"What? Miss Hensley?" Rogelio was taken aback.

He then asked Russell anxiously, "Is she Mr.

Thomson's secretary? What's your relationship with her? Don't you know she's with Mr. Thomson?"

"Enough," Russell interrupted. "I have no relationship with her and don't need to explain anything to you."

Rogelio felt uneasy. If Russell was involved with a woman and clashed with Harrison, it would definitely not be good for the Hunter family.

"You..."

"Forget it, let's leave for now," Jasmine said, linking arms with Rogelio. "Russell is clearly in a bad mood right now, and staying here won't help us talk things out."

Rogelio nodded.

Before leaving, he said to Russell, "I really hope that maid wasn't acting on your orders. Russell, your aunt and the baby must be safe. I can't live without them."

Russell ignored him.

Rogelio sighed and left with Jasmine.

After they left, Russell walked over to the small coffee table and picked up the photo frame.

The woman in the photo had a light smile.

She was like a ray of sunshine that shattered the darkness in his life.

But unfortunately, this ray of sunshine was never meant to be his.

Russell took a deep breath.

He recalled that Harrison had mentioned that they should have a proper match.

He picked up his phone and dialed a number.

"Honey, I saw it clearly. That photo is definitely of Russell and Miss Hensley," 

Jasmine said. "And there's even a snowman between them. I guess it was taken after they built the snowman together."

Rogelio frowned and said, "But l've heard that Mr. Thomson and Miss Hensley have an unusual relationship. Many people say they will end up together. So what's going on with Russell and Miss Hensley?"

"I don't know about Miss Hensley, but since Russell treasures that photo so much, he must have feelings for Miss Hensley."

Jasmine was pleased to have discovered Russell's secret.

Such a man, who seemed invincible, had a soft spot when he liked someone.

Now, Adeline was his soft spot.

Jasmine had never paid much attention to a mere secretary before.

From now on, Jasmine would pay more attention to Adeline.

Rogelio sighed heavily and said, "Although we're not afraid of the Thomson family, there's no need to offend them over a woman. What does Russell want? Doesn't he have his pick of women?"

"Russell is still young," Jasmine said. "When a man is young, he's easily swayed by hormones. Besides, Miss Hensley is so beautiful and capable. What young man wouldn't like her?

Weren't you also very fond of Sandra when you were young?"

As Jasmine said this, her face showed no emotion, but Rogelio became flustered and quickly comforted her. "Marrying Sandra was a mistake. I realized later that the person I truly loved is you."

"What are you talking about?" Jasmine said with a smile. "I didn't say anything, and it's unfair to Sandra to say that."

"What does it matter? She's been dead for so many years," Rogelio said indifferently.

"Alright, I'm a bit tired. Let's hurry home."

"Okay, let's get home and sleep."

They got into the car, and Rogelio quickly started the engine.

Jasmine turned to look out the window, her lips curling into a smug and eerie smile.

"Sandra, no matter how much better you were than me, your husband is completely captivated by me now. Look at how he spoke of you in front of me. Did you hear that? Just wait. I will replace you, and my child will replace your son," Jasmine thought.

After dropping Adeline off at her building, Harrison received a call from Russell.

After hearing what Russell had to say, Harrison replied, "Alright, just send me the address."

He hung up, and Adeline asked curiously,

"Who was that?"

From Harrison's tone, it sounded like he was about to have a confrontation with someone.

"Russell," Harrison said. "He wants to have a match with me.”

Adeline was speechless.

They had just seen Rogelio and Jasmine in the evening, and now Russell was calling Harrison.

"Is something happening in between?" Adeline thought.

"A match? What kind of match?" Adeline asked.