Chapter 16 Which Mr. Clinton?

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Not far behind them, Jacob was agape, dumbfounded. He then breathed out a gust of cold air, "I had assumed that Miss Wood and Miss Brook were friends, but who knew..." Not only was the conversation Emily had with Jasmine, their body language was also clearly seen and heard by Jacob. Besides… Paul's unfathomable gaze swept across Jasmine’s back, seeing how she was holding Max's arm. Half of her soft and delicate body was pressed up against Max's body. At the sight of such intimacy, his eyes sunk into darkness. In just a second, his gaze seemed to pierce through her body and straight into her heart. Jasmine shivered for some unknown reason. That was strange. They were obviously at an outdoor space. It was neither hot nor cold, so why did her back feel cold? Under such a tense atmosphe

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