Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect

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"Yasmine. I already apologized. What else do you want?" Helen exclaimed, trying to keep up with Yasmine. "My mother really didn't mean it." She held back her anger as she chased after Yasmine, chattering along the way, worried that Yasmine wouldn't accept her Yasmine stopped and turned around, giving Helen a cold stare. "If you and your mother truly didn't mean to cause me any trouble, the best thing you could do is to stay as far away from me as possible."

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Helen felt her temper flaring. Yasmine's words felt like a slap, and she could only watch as Yasmine walked away, her eyes burning with anger. How dare you talk to me like that? I'll make you pay for this, b**h!' she cursed in her mind. Soon, news of Helen's apology was all over the university's forum, complete with photos that made it look legit. Because of this, her reputation became better. One comment read: [I never expected Helen to apologize. Since it was her mother's fault, maybe we shouldn't be so mean to her.

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[Honestly, if she can apologize, that means she's not a complete jerk. Why not be a little nicer?]

[Given her background, it makes sense that she'd have some manners. She even admitted she was wrong. I think she deserves a second chance.]

While there were still negative comments about Helen on the forum, it was nothing compared to the onslaught she faced before. Mixed in with the criticism were even a few comments complimenting her looks.

Helen held her phone, scrolling through the comments, feeling a wave of relief wash over her as her reputation started to turn around.

Meanwhile, everyone was talking about the banquet that the Russell family was hosting.- Getting an invitation to it was hard. Only the members of the upper class would be invited, so you could bet that everyone was trying their hardest to get one.

Yoselin's classroom was usually filled with chatter during times like these. Being the daughter of the Russell family, she had the power to hand out a few invitations. Most of her classmates at Aurelith University came from wealthy families, and a ticket to this banquet could really help boost their family businesses. They were all looking to get

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that opportunity.

"Yoselin, this i is the new Chanel bag that my father just got from overseas. Do you like it?" one girl said, holding the bag out for her to see.NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

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I have Johnny's autograph. I know you love him," another classmate chimed in eagerly.

looked at the crowd surrounding her and frowned. It was the same routine every time her family hosted a banquet. Her classmates would bend over backward trying to win her favor. But honestly, how many invitations could she actually give out? She couldn't just hand them to everyone. She had to save them for the important people. backpack, Yoselin pushed her and

After stuffing her things into her

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out of the grow hurried toward the counseling office.

As she swung the door open, she spotted Yasmine deeply focused on a book. The sleek and black cover was decorated with a fancy gold rose. When Yasmine looked up and saw Yoselin standing there with an invitation in her hand, her expression shifted to confusion.

Yasmine, my family is holding a big banquet tomorrow. I really want you to come with me, there will be many people, and I might get a bit nervous," Yoselin said. glanced at the invitation, her eyes darkening with mixed feelings. She knew what this invitation Lately, many things have happened, and people have been gossiping about her. After she handed over control of her family's business to Morgan, some people saw her as a fallen heiress with nothing left. If she attended the Russell family's banquet, it would probably just lead to more ridiculous gossip. "Yoselin, I might have to take care of other things tomorrow, so I can't make it to the banquet," Yasmine said. "If you're really feeling nervous, just find a quiet spot to chill. And remember, you can always call me if you need anything."

Yoselin looked disappointed. She knew she couldn't talk Yasmine into doing anything and that Yasmine didn't care about her family's wealth. "Yasmine, are you really not coming to keep me company? Are you going to let me sit alone in a corner, shivering all by myself?" She looked at Yasmine with hopeful eyes.

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Yasmine couldn't help but chuckle. "You little drama queen. I do have stuff to do tomorrow. I'm really sorry."

73% Yasmine believed that, given Yoselin's family status, nobody would dare bully her. Unless someone wanted serious trouble, they wouldn't mess with Yonas' sister. Plus, everyone invited was from high society and kw how to behave properly. There was no need to worry, "I see. I won't take up any more of your time, Yasmine," Yosclin said, picking up the invitation as she turned to leave.

As she walked away, Yasmine watched Yosclin's sad figure fade into the distance, and an odd feeling stirred in her chest. She didn't know why she felt that way, but it was strangely unsettling.

Once outside the counseling office, Yoselin immediately fished out her phone and called her brother, her voice filled with disappointment. "Yonas, I invited Yasmine to our banquet, but she said she couldn't come because she had other plans. way?"

"Can you help me invite her in some

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s she spoke, Yoselin's face lit up. If Yonas could convince Yasmine to come, she'd create opportunities for them. The thought of Yasmine as her future sister-in-law excited her.

Yonas chuckled lightly, thinking, "That's indeed her style. While everyone else is dying to get in, she just doesn't give a d**n. He then answered Yoselin, "I'll see what I can do." Later that night, around eight, Yasmine finally left Aurelith University. She had been busy with preparations for a psychology knowledge competition. A lot of students had signed up, making it hard for her to leave on time. As she stepped outside, she noticed a tall guy leaning against a car in the dark, smoke swirling around him.


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