Jasmine
"So what is it you wanted to talk about?" Upon the question from Archer, King Elijah who was casually sipping a glass of wine put the glass down and turned his attention toward his sons.
But....suddenly his eyes fell on where I was standing a few steps away from the Lucien and Micheal, a seemingly perpetual confusion etched on his features, his thick brows rose in a questioning way.
"Who's that girl?" He asked the tone he had used sounding full of skepticism.
Fiona's offending gaze too shifted on me, and a look judgemental yet full of unhidden jealousy passed through her eyes.
"Probably a slave." The outraging sentence left her mouth without any reluctance, and her voice filled with disgust that couldn't go unnoticed under any circumstances.
"You better watch y
