Giving in to Her Rebellious Streak

Chapter 122

Yasmin calmly looked at Giselle, who was hiding among the crowd.

Seeing Giselle's pale expression, Yasmin immediately knew that this incident had something to do with her. Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

The fact was, there was no way Giselle would ever wear something Yasmin designed. So, everything had been a setup, even from when Giselle first ordered the dress.

However, Giselle was smart enough to make others do the dirty work for her while she hid behind the scenes. That way, if things went wrong, she'd be able to escape unscathed.

This was why she could walk away like nothing happened this time, but the same couldn't be said for Roxy.

Roxy's face kept paling as she sensed the astonished gazes being cast on her. She felt completely humiliated!

Her embarrassment quickly turned to rage, and her first reaction was to slap Yasmin.

However, a pot of cactus suddenly came soaring and hit her in the center of the forehead, causing her to bleed instantly.

"Aargh!" Roxy shrieked. She spun around in a daze and saw a slender hand.

It was Blake.

He had casually picked up the cactus on the corridor.

When Roxy saw him, she began trembling in fear and soon passed out.

Ivan quickly pulled Yasmin into his arms protectively, but his heart couldn't help skipping a beat when his eyes met Blake's bone-chilling gaze.

Blake strut toward the pair murderously. "Come with me."

Everyone was taken aback.

Blake Ford and Yasmin Starr?

Has Yasmin been telling the truth? Was Blake the one supporting her?

Holy shit!

This was groundbreaking news!

Everyone's eyes shifted between Giselle and Yasmin.

By now, Giselle's face was flushed with rage and envy.

However, Ivan pulled Yasmin behind him, intent on protecting her.

Blake sneered, the iciness in his tone resembling the devil. "Ivan Burke, I won't stop you if you have a death wish."

He immediately called a few of his bodyguards.

Soon, several tall men surrounded Yasmin and Ivan.

The situation was slowly spinning out of control. Worried that things might turn into a full on brawl, Yasmin tugged at Ivan's sleeve and shook her head. "Don't worry. He won't hurt me."

With that, she stepped out of behind Ivan.

Blake's face was devoid of warmth as he grabbed her hand and dragged her away.

The situation was utterly chaotic!

No one expected Blake to take Yasmin away in front of Giselle.

Wasn't he worried of making the woman he'd loved for 10 years jealous?

Surrounded by the crowd, Giselle's face drained of color as waves of embarrassment washed over her.

An ambulance arrived to take Roxy away.

And just like that, Giselle's birthday banquet was ruined.

Giselle didn't even get the chance to share a dance with Blake in front of everyone.

Her blood boiled, she flung a wine glass aside, shattering it instantly.

Meanwhile, Erik kept studying her while standing with the rest of the crowd.

After everyone had left, he walked up to her. Feeling uncertain, he asked softly, "Giselle, why … why did you frame her?"

Giselle's body froze, and she slowly turned to look at Erik. "I didn't, Erik."

"You're the one who told me to come upstairs, poured juice on me, and told me to shower in this room." Erik was the only one who knew what had really happened.

The audio clip Yasmin played earlier had made him realize that he was part of the setup as well.