Holding the cup of ginger tea, Jasmine hesitated.
She figured she had failed to strike a deal with Manager George, and other than Paul, she didn’t know anyone else who could help her. However, Paul wasn't someone to be trifled with either.
Their contract had ended long ago. She didn't want to have anything to do with Paul anymore.
Jasmine rubbed her eyebrows and was very worried. At that time, the phone on the table rang. It was from an unknown number.
"Hello."
"Miss Brook, I'm Manager George of Wisdom Operator." His ingratiating voice came from the other end of the line. "Miss Brook, have you sobered up?"
Jasmine didn't know why Manager George called her. Hence, she replied politely, "I’m fine, thanks. Manager George, what can I do for you?"
Manager George replied with a cheery ton
