The Seventh Miserable Bride

Chapter 142

The atmosphere in the president's office changed sharply. It seemed as if the temperature here dropped to a few degrees below zero. Abigail looked at Sebastian Simons with a gloomy face. They used to love each other so deeply. They used to be the kind of lovers who would carve each other's name on their bodies. But now, they were familiar strangers. He had told her with his coldest eyes and the coldest language that there were no common values between them.

"Brother Sebastian, you've disappointed me."

She spat that sentence with a trembling voice. Then, she covered her mouth and ran out crying. She ran into Fynn Jaymond who was about to knock the door from the outside. The two of them looked at each other but said nothing.

"President Sebastian, I have information on the reporter you asked me to investigate."

"What is it?"

"He is a fake reporter. He was ordered by someone to deliberately stir up trouble. It seems like the people who incited him are the same people who started the scandal, and they did so with the objective of attacking Simons Corporation."

Sebastian nodded and said, "Keep an eye on this man and see who he gets in touch with over the next few days."

"Okay." Fynn paused for a moment and asked weakly, "What's wrong with Miss Tanner?"

Sebastian's face darkened. "Ignore her."

Yasmine Taylor arrived at Scott Jules's office. He was standing in front of a window with his broad shoulders folded. There was a stern look between his eyebrows, as if he was pondering something.

"Principal Jules,"

she called softly. Scott turned around to face her. "What's wrong?"

"I have something to tell you."

"What is it?"

He took a few steps forward to face her and stare at her with gentle eyes. Yasmine lowered her head to avoid the heat in his eyes.

"I want to resign."

"Because of that news report?"

"Not entirely."

"Then why?"

"I have some personal issues, and I need some time to get adapted."

"You can ask for leave if you need some time for yourself. You have to know that you are an excellent teacher, so I will not approve your resignation."

"It's not something that can be solved within a day or two, not even a month or two. Please do not stop

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me.

"Then you get a year," Scott said with certainty. "Is one year of leave enough?" "Are you going to suspend my salary while I keep my position?"

"Yes."

"But I..."

"Well, that's settled. Mr. George will come to the school to give a speech next month because of your invitation. If you resign, do you think he will still come?"

Yasmine was about to speak, but Scott did not give her a chance to speak at all. "Don't worry about the pressure from the outside world. In my eyes, you, Miss Taylor, will always be the most amazing woman ever."

She sighed. For the sake of the school, she had to agree, "Okay then."

Looking at the tired figure who had turned around and left, Scott was very distressed. Since the first time he saw her three years ago, she had been like a small boat at sea, moving up and down according to the wind and waves. He wanted to help her, but he couldn't catch her.

Thinking of this, he picked up his car key and hurried out of the school gate. He drove to his mother's newly registered company, Pegasus Corporation.

Claudine Tucker was surprised to see her son at the company. "Scott, why do you suddenly have the time to visit me today?"

Scott did not speak. He fixed his eyes on his mother and asked straightforwardly, "Did you do it? The fake report about Yasmine slandering her as greedy so that she could marry a man in a rich and powerful family?"

Claudine's face darkened and she scolded, "Nonsense!"

"Don't hide it anymore. You may be able to deceive the world, but did you think that you can deceive me too? Don't forget that I am your son. I know your methods better than anyone else!"

"You don't need to know what I have done. You just need to know that everything I have done is for you."

Scott was angry. "Don't use me as an excuse to hurt the people I don't want to hurt! Yasmine has trusted you and she thinks of you as a good person, and yet you did such a shameless thing."

"Are you looking down on me?"

"Yes, if you continue to do this kind of thing, I will look down on you even more. If you don't want me to look down on you, then don't hurt Yasmine again!"

After saying that, Scott left his mother's office angrily. No matter how much his mother called for him to come back, he ignored her and was determined to leave.

In the evening, Yasmine returned home and she solemnly announced to her family, "I won't go to school anymore starting tomorrow. I'll be on unpaid leave for a year."

Madam Simons was the first to support her. "You should have done this a long time ago. Look at your bad complexion these days. It's time for you to take care of yourself at home."

Sebastian, of course, supported this even more. He hugged her in front of the family members and said, "You've finally done something that satisfies me."

Yasmine felt embarrassed and she struggled to get rid of him. She blushed and said, "Let's eat. I'm hungry."

In the evening, Titus Simons asked his wife who was in a daze, "Did something happen to Yasmine recently?"

"Ah? What happened?"

"I think there's something wrong with her. It doesn't seem like her to take unpaid leave."

"What's wrong with that? Now that this news has come out, it's just a big blow to her."

"I don't think it's because of that. Yasmine won't give up on work so easily because of the public's opinion. There must be something else."

Madam Simons saw that her husband would keep asking questions and she felt that it was time to come clean. So, she waved to her husband quietly and said, "Come here with me."

"What's the matter?"

"Actually, there's something that I've been hiding from you."

"What is it?"

Titus' heart thumped and he had a bad feeling.

Madam Simons whispered in her husband's ear about Yasmine's infertility. Titus' face turned pale. He was shocked and he asked, "What? She can't give birth?"

"Shh... lower your voice." Madam Simons made a gesture to silence him, indicating with her eyes that he should not be too loud or the family might hear him.

"Why can't she have a child?"

"Well, it's not confirmed that she can't get pregnant. That is why I took her to the United States for a check-up last time. Adiana said that there is still great hope for curing her."

Titus rubbed his forehead in pain. "How could this be? It's unacceptable!"

"Well, it's not the worst result for now. You don't have to worry about it. Be careful with your words in front of Yasmine from now on."

After three consecutive days of investigation, Fynn finally determined the person who sent the fake reporter on the day of the press conference. He arrived at Sebastian's office with a serious expression and reported, "President Sebastian, we followed your directive and have identified the mastermind behind the whole incident."

"Who is it?"

Sebastian's sharp eyes reflected a cold light.

"It's the president of Pegasus Corporation who had just returned to Country C to start a business a few days ago."

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Sebastian's eyes became solemn. "Isn't the president of Pegasus Corporation Claudine Tucker?"

"Yes, it's her."

"How did you find it out?" "The fake reporter got an amount of money transferred into his account from the finance department of Pegasus Corporation."

"This doesn't mean that it's Claudine who gave the order."

"Look at this photo."

Fynn handed a photo to Sebastian. Sebastian looked at it carefully and saw a strange woman drinking coffee in the eye- catching area of the photo. It was hard to find the clue if he did not look carefully, but Sebastian eventually saw it.

"President Sebastian, did you seen anything?"

"Here."

He pointed to the top left corner of the photo. In a very inconspicuous place, a man and a woman were talking face to face. The man was the reporter and needless to say, the woman must be Claudine.

"She might really be behind this after all."

"Yes, I have already started an investigation into Claudine. She had a great career in France, and she has a wide network of friends in the country. She is one of the few that can compete with you."

"Let's make an appointment. I want to speak to her."

"Okay."

When Fynn returned to his office, he contacted Pegasus Corporation immediately. He didn't expect Claudine to agree to Sebastian's invitation so readily. At seven o'clock in the evening, they met each other.

Claudine looked at the young man in front of her up and down. The longer she looked at him, the more hatred she felt in her heart, because Sebastian was exactly like a younger version of his father.

"President Tucker, I asked you out today to ask you if my wife offended you. Or did my family offend you so much so that you would oppose us as soon as you returned to Country C?

Claudine sneered. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"You think I don't know what you have done? If you don't want others to know what you did, then don't do it. I have sufficient evidence to prove that you are behind my wife's scandal."

Claudine did not panic at all. "That's right. It's impossible to keep it from everyone unless you didn't do it. So what if you have evidence? You think your evidence can put me in jail? Speaking of evidence, I also have some evidence that can bring your parents to justice."

Sebastian's face darkened. "What do you mean?"

"Do you know what my relationship with Abigail Tanner is? She is my goddaughter."

Sebastian was completely stunned. He remembered that Abigail had unintentionally revealed that a godmother she met in France had determined the cause of her parents' death. Did this mean that Claudine had evidence of his parents' crimes?

"You probably have guessed what the evidence I'm talking about is. Yes, your guess is correct."

Claudine stood up proudly and she turned around to leave. Sebastian shouted coldly, "Stop." "Why are you doing this to my parents? What happened between you and my family?"

She raised the corner of her mouth coldly and said, "Well, you can go home and ask the people involved."

As Claudine walked out of the clubhouse gate, she took out her mobile phone and called Yasmine. "Hello, Yasmine, are you free? I would like to talk to you."

"Madam Tucker, it's very late now. Let's talk tomorrow."

"No, this is very important. We have to talk about it tonight."

Yasmine heard her tough tone. It was as if she had something very important to tell her. So, she agreed. "Fine, where are we meeting?"